"Nian Ru, I will handle the matters of Nanmen State as quickly as possible and then come for you," Nanmen Yu said from the bottom of his heart. Only by completing this great task could he and Nian Ru have a future.
Prince Duan was not wrong about one thing, the current him really couldn't make any promises to Nian Ru.
"Don't, I don't want you to go back." Zheng Nianru reached out to climb the man's neck, wishing she could get even closer, her voice right next to Nanmen Yu's ear, pleading, "I don't want anything, I just want you by my side."
That cry in her voice came from her throat, expressing her grievances as if it held a fatal charm, making Nanmen Yu's blood rush, wishing he could tear himself to pieces and present himself to the woman in his arms to be kneaded and shaped to her liking, to find comfort, to feel at peace.