When the two countries were about to go to war, she was bullied by a palace maid. He killed the palace maid and called her the Crown Princess in front of all the eunuchs and palace maids...
The sweetness and excitement when the two people's skin touches each other...
Everything coincided with the sight of a man being knocked to the ground, shouting her name.
"A Luo!" Nan Han ran out suddenly, climbed onto the boxing ring, and hugged A Luo, who was lying on the ground, in his arms.
The moment Zhao Li saw Nan Han, he was suddenly filled with excitement and anger.
"Nanhan, I'm Zhao Li. Do you still remember me?" He spoke in a low voice, stepped forward and grabbed Nanhan, half-knelt on the ground and said, "I liked you the first time I saw you when I was five years old. It's a pity that I followed my master to learn martial arts, and when I returned after completing my training, I wanted to propose to the emperor, but you married far away in another country! Nanhan, come back to Nanyue with me. Since you are not happy here, why not come back with me? I will take good care of you!"
Nan Han frowned in confusion, "Why don't I remember you?"
There was a hurt expression on Zhao Li's face, and he pondered for a moment.
Suddenly he took out a pendant from his bosom. It had a heart-shaped string of more than a dozen agate beads. "Do you remember? This is the pendant you stole from the Queen when you were five years old and played with, but you lost it. You said that whoever finds this pendant will be the one you marry when you grow up. Do you remember?"
Nan Han held the beads in her hand, and she seemed to have some impression in her mind, but how could those words she said when she was a child count? Now she was concerned about A Luo!
"Zhao Li, I don't remember, and now I have someone I like!" Nan Han returned the pendant to him and looked at A Luo who was curled up in his arms.
"He made you suffer so much, are you still stubborn?
"Zhao Li's eyes moved, and he pointed at Luo coldly, "Now he has nothing, no power, no status, and he is still a cripple. Why, why can't I compare to him?"
Nan Han sighed quietly, "This is what women are like, Zhao Li. When you find a woman who truly loves you, you will understand!"
A Luo listened quietly, his face moved, "Nanhan, I'm sorry, I..."
"No need to say sorry, I just want to ask you one question, do you have me in your heart right now?" Nan Han said calmly, "Yes, I will be with you forever, even if you have no money, no power, and are still a cripple! If I am not there, even though I, Nan Han, am a fallen woman, there will still be someone who wants me..."
"Nanhan!" A Luo stretched out his hand to stop her from saying anything further. "The biggest mistake I have made in my life is saying something that hurt you. Please forgive me. From today on, I, A Luo, swear that I will take good care of you for the rest of my life!"
Nanhan cried with joy and hugged A Luo tightly.
Leng Yichen lazily watched from the side, and suddenly felt that Zhao Li, who was half-kneeling on the ground, looked so pitiful. No wonder he was so desperate, it turned out that he had already fallen deeply in love with her. But sometimes, to stay with someone until old age, you need fate, you need to meet the right person at the right time and in the right place!
The softest part of his heart was touched. Leng Yichen turned around and looked at the charming empress in the stands with a cold smile.
"Yao'er!" Yue Nanchen whispered, "I didn't expect Zhao Li to be so infatuated. Now I feel a little sympathetic towards him! And..." He lowered his voice again, "Can A Luo really be good to Nan Han?"
Shui Yao sighed, "Good or bad, it's Nan Han's own decision. We can't force him. He has to walk his own path.
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Yue Nanchen thought about it seriously and nodded.
The people of the four countries wanted to see some excitement, but they didn't expect this to be the outcome. Some people immediately became dissatisfied. The first to speak was Yu Sheng. He said angrily, "Empress, you posted a notice requiring the four countries to send people to choose a husband. What should we do now? This Mi Luo is obviously breaking the rules!"
"Yes, yes, it's not fair! We have come from thousands of miles away..." Gradually, more people agreed.
Shui Yao smiled coldly and threw it casually. Then an imperial edict was nailed to the pillar of the boxing ring and slowly unfolded.
"Everyone, look carefully. The last line says that the final right of interpretation for this son-in-law selection contest belongs to Princess Nanhan. In other words, whoever Nanhan likes will be chosen as her husband. If you have any doubts, speak up if you are not afraid of death!" Shui Yao smiled coldly, and looked around the audience with cold eyes.
All whispers were silenced.
Zhao Li left without looking back.
"Okay, the show is over, and I, who came here to join in the fun, should also leave!" Leng Yichen waved his sleeves lazily and walked away.
Shui Yao looked at the charming back that was stunning and charming, and smiled slightly, "Thank you, Leng Yichen!"
After everyone left, only A Luo and Nan Han were left in the huge martial arts field. They leaned against each other and watched the white clouds drifting by.
"Nanhan, can we leave here? Let's go out and explore the world, find a paradise where no one knows us, and live happily ever after!" A Luo held Nanhan's hand tightly.
Nan Han smiled faintly, "Glorious wealth, the throne, can you let it go?"
Ah Luo was stunned. Yes, so many soldiers of Miluo Kingdom were looking forward to his restoration of the country. How could he do that because of his love affair? Moreover, his father was imprisoned in the royal temple...
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Seeing A Luo hesitating, Nan Han knew that he was still unwilling in his heart, so she whispered, "Come with me!"
Nan Han helped A Luo down from the boxing ring. The two of them snuggled up to each other and walked towards the back mountain of the palace.
The Royal Temple is on the top of the mountain behind. The scenery in the mountain is quiet and beautiful, not as majestic and oppressive as the palace, and the air is very fresh, with a faint smell of grass. After taking a breath, the whole person seems to be refreshed.
Although the mountain road was paved with stone steps, it was very difficult to walk step by step because A Luo's leg injury had not yet recovered. But when he thought of the opportunity to see his father, he gritted his teeth and persevered.
When the sound of the bell on the top of the mountain rang faintly and echoed among the valleys, Luo suddenly felt his mind open and he experienced a different kind of charm.
"Nanhan..." A Luo couldn't tell what he felt in his heart, he just held Nanhan's little hand tightly.
Going up the steps, at the bend of the mountain road, there is a magnificent building standing on the cliff. That is the royal temple of the Kingdom of Miro. It is a pity that it has now become a prison where the former emperor Mi Zun is imprisoned.
As he approached the top of the mountain, A Luo's mood changed again. When he thought of his father suffering here, his long-dormant resentment and ambition gradually surged up. However, he knew that Nan Han would never agree to his restoration of the country. Between country and woman, what choice should he make?
"Look!" Nan Han suddenly called out and pointed to it for him to see.
On the top of the cliff, a gray shadow stood quietly, as if admiring the beautiful mountains and rivers. The whistling mountain wind blew away the man's robe, and his half-white hair fluttered in the air.
"Father?" A Luo had already limped and ran up quickly.
Hearing A Luo's cry, the gray shadow was startled for a moment, quickly looked back, and when he saw the lame A Luo, tears suddenly flowed down his face.
"A Luo!" Mi Zun stepped forward and supported A Luo, who almost fell down due to his anxiety.
"Father, it's really you. A Luo has made you suffer!" A Luo knelt on the white stone steps.
Mi Zun smiled bitterly and shook his head, "A Luo, I don't blame you, it's all father's fault. First it was Liu Yirou, then Ling Shuiyan. These two women used us to make the good Mi Luo country gradually decline! It's just hard for you, a child. You were born in an imperial family. Too many rules have bound you. Now, you are left with such a mess!"
Mi Zun looked back at the valley shrouded in clouds and mist, "Father has been living here for the past few months. I often think that if I hadn't separated you and Shui'er, maybe the world would be different. Unfortunately, Father's decision at the moment has ruined your life!"
A Luo suddenly raised the corners of his lips and laughed sarcastically, "Father, if it weren't for Shui'er's incident, I wouldn't have grown up, and I wouldn't have understood the true love in this world. But Father, if I choose to retire to the mountains with Nanhan and never restore the country, would you blame me?"
Mi Zun turned his head and seemed to have just seen Nan Han behind A Luo. He was delighted and asked, "Nan Han, have you forgiven A Luo and your father?"
Nan Han nodded calmly. The mountain breeze blew up her pink palace skirt, making her look like a fairy from heaven. Her whole face was filled with compassion. "When will the cycle of revenge end?"
Mi Zun nodded, "Yes, it was only when I got here that I understood the meaning of this sentence. Ah Luo, this country originally belonged to the Green Lotus Kingdom. Our ancestors killed so many members of the Green Lotus royal family, and it is time for them to receive retribution.