C3 Love You Alone

"Twins, I love you so much, really. "

He carefully looked at Yu Wushuang and even had a look of worship in his eyes. His actions had never received any recovery from Yu Wushuang. But as long as he did not push him away, the man's heart would be as sweet as honey.

Yu Wushuang was originally beautiful. Now that she was wearing this red wedding dress, it further accentuated her beauty. Her beauty was so breathtaking, making him fall in love.

"Shuang-er, in this life, I only love you alone. " After he finished speaking, the man kissed Yu Wushuang's red lips. It was a gentle kiss that seemed to have a quiver in the tip of his heart. It was just like a dragonfly touching the surface of the water.

Twins, twins. . .

The man's heart was her, his mind was hers, his entire heart belonged to her.

"Twins, can you love me? Even if it's only tonight. . . "

The man kissed Yu Wushuang's lips. He did not know if it was because he was drunk or because he was blinded, but a crystal clear splash fell from the corner of his eyes. It was a sad and beautiful sight. Maybe he was really drunk.

Otherwise, normally, he wouldn't have done such a thing.

"Twins, Twins. . . " he muttered in a low voice. There was even a hint of begging in his voice.

However, Yu Wushuang's face did not budge. She did not push it away and similarly did not respond.

Dongfang Xuen hugged her just like that. He could not get a response from her. The expression on his face had already become bitter. "Shuang-er, I, really can't?"

He had personally witnessed how much Yu Wushuang loved that man. If she had not insisted on that man, how could he have let go? How could he have fallen to this day. . .

But just as Dongfang Xuen had given up and was about to leave? Yu Wushuang's hand wrapped around the man's waist. With a turn, they hugged him and walked towards the big bed behind them.

"Xuen, since you want it, I will give it to you. "

Yu Wushuang's lips carried a faint smile. When she thought about the wedding between her and Bei Yueli, the smile on her face was cold and mocking.

That man would definitely like to spend his wedding night alone in the empty room.

A strange light flowed from the bottom of her watery eyes. Yu Wushuang looked at the person in her arms and waved her hand, causing Dongfang Xuen's clothes to fall off.

"Xuen, I love you. " Her voice was soft. It was a lie without any feelings, but it made the man in front of her cry and smile with joy.

On the floor of the room, the red wedding gown fell to the ground.

"Shuang-er. " The man's body sank, and his heart was filled with sweetness.

His Shuang-er would forever be unparalleled in his heart!

Tonight, the house was filled with spring, but the new house was deserted.

In the middle of the night, the stars that were deep in the night sky had already fallen asleep. The woman sat on the bed, her slender fingers caressing the man's cheek. "Xuen, if I don't want you anymore, will you die?"

Yu Wushuang looked at the sleeping man in front of her, her beautiful eyes were filled with emotion.

"Yu Yin, erase his memory and send him back to Left Prime Minister Mansion. " Her voice was cold and emotionless.

In Yu Wushuang's eyes, He, Dongfang Xuen, was just a man that she had doted on. Although they had always been childhood sweethearts, how could she know that he was not someone sent to her side? How could she know if he loved her or her status!

"Yueli, the night is endless. If I let you go just like that, wouldn't I be too kind?" Yu Wushuang looked up at the night sky outside. Her exquisite face had a stunning smile.

There was a mocking smile on the corner of her mouth. She was too lazy to put on the wedding dress. She just put on the middle dress and left the room. She walked towards the wedding room that she had dreamt of before she was reborn.

But now, she was no longer the same person as before she was reborn. At this moment, she only had ridicule in her heart towards that man, Bei Yueli. He was like a dream in her heart. It was just a beautiful dream. . .

But what happened in the past was what happened in the past. She, Yu Wushuang, would never forget the scene on the cliff. Her heart had already been carved with marks. How could she treat it as nothing?

She, Yu Wushuang, wanted to let this man know that other than her, he would never obtain the love of the person he loved.

Seventh Imperial Sister?

Hehe, I will let you, Bei Yueli, see clearly. Is the woman you love the most, as you have imagined, deeply in love with you?

The evening wind blew, bringing along a cool breeze. Under the silver moonlight, Yu Wushuang's lonely figure stretched out.

The candle flame was brightly lit and a pleasant voice came out from the house. That sound was like the flowing water on a high mountain, so clear that it made people's mood ripple.

"Xi-er, has the prince not arrived yet?" The man wore a fiery red wedding dress, and his peerlessly beautiful face was like the poem: The Southern Nation has a beauty that could topple cities and topple countries.

"Reporting to Young Master, the Royal Highness has not returned yet. "

Bei Yueli wore a bright red wedding dress, and it was as bewitching as a nine-tailed fox in shape. There was innocence in charm, innocence, and charm in it. Seventy percent was enchanting, and thirty percent was enchanting. Anyone who saw it would like it deeply.

It wasn't considered weak, but it wasn't strong either.

In the past, she, Yu Wushuang, didn't hesitate to abandon everything for this man. But in the end, what she got was. . .

The corners of her lips curled up. Her love had already dissipated the moment she jumped off the cliff. The only thing left in her heart for him was hatred.

Without love, there was no hate, let alone the depth of her love.

Yu Wushuang heard Bei Yueli's voice outside the door, and her heart was still beating fast. But so what if it was faster? He simply knew what was in your heart.

"His Royal Highness hasn't returned yet?" The man's voice sounded a little lonely. It was unknown whether it was really what he was thinking or if he was pretending to be seen by others. . .

No matter what, Yu Wushuang chose the latter from the bottom of her heart outside the door.

She pushed the door open. The smile on her lips was brilliant. However, if the other party were to look at her seriously, he would be able to tell that there was a cold chill in her eyes. It was like the winter wind. When it blew against her face, she felt pain.

"It's already so late. Yueli should be sleeping first. " Her words seemed to carry some love, but when she said those words on the wedding night, it seemed cold.

"It's only right to wait. Was His Highness doing something important just now?" The man sat on the bed, his expression indifferent as he spoke.