Chapter 187

Fifteen years old, as old as her, missing, and born exactly the same, she couldn't help but believe this fact.

She nodded towards Zimo: "Maybe, at the Queen Mother's place just now, both she and the Queen pointed at me and said that I look like Baili Yunyu. In this world, there will not be so many coincidences. Maybe we Maybe Baili Yunyu and Baili are really mother and daughter."

Fate is really a wonderful thing.

In the past, when someone proposed fate in front of him, he always sneered at it, but today, he had to believe that there really was such a thing as fate in this world.

As if everything was predestined in the dark, the marriage between him and her when they were young has never been broken after so many years of changes in current events, but has become more and more entangled.

"Yuan Qiu, you know, I'm glad you are her." He said sincerely.

Yuan Qiu was puzzled.

"Zhuo Qinya, your name is Zhuo Qinya."

Zhuo Qinya? It's a nice name, but why did Zhuo Qinya, who was supposed to be pampered in the prime minister's mansion, appear in Xipo Village thousands of miles away?

"You haven't said yet, why are you happy that I am Zhuo Qinya?"

He smiled, his smile was as dazzling as the sun, so dazzling that people couldn't open their eyes, and they couldn't bear to look away.

"Because Zhuo Qinya is my fiancée, the concubine of Prince Jing's mansion, and my future wife of Zhu Yan." He was very happy, and wanted to stand on the roof of the car and shout, announcing to the world that Zhu Yan's wife is Xia Yuanqiu. Zhuo Qinya was still alive.

She looked at him silently for a while, then suddenly said: "But I am Xia Yuanqiu, not Zhuo Qinya, and I don't want to be Zhuo Qinya."

She believed that her appearance in Xipo Village was by no means an accident, but a conspiracy, even the death of her biological mother was a conspiracy.

Now that she has been deprived of her identity, she doesn't want to have it anymore, and she doesn't bother.

The real Zhuo Qinya is dead, and Xia Yuanqiu is alive now.

Zhu Yan's original bright smile froze suddenly, his heart was beating wildly, and he tentatively asked with uncertain eyes: "Do you not want to be Zhuo Qinya, or do you not want to be my wife?"

She breathed slightly, looked up at him, the handsome face in the backlight was dazzling and distant: "You are a prince, and I am a commoner, you shouldn't ask me this question."

Her avoidance made him very dissatisfied, he stretched out his hand to grab her wrist, and pulled her closer, so close that she could clearly see the root of her eyelashes, his fiery breath sprayed on her face, and the original whiteness turned red .

She wanted to break free, but it was just a laborious effort. His strength was astonishing, unmatched by her.

"Tell me, you just don't want to be Zhuo Qinya, it's not that you don't want to be my wife, right?" He stared at her eyes, bright and clear, and he could clearly see the panic in her eyes at this moment.

She was about to speak, but he was suddenly afraid, afraid of hearing a negative answer. Before she could say anything, he suddenly lowered his head and sealed her lips. Originally, he just wanted to block the words she was about to say, but when his lips When he touched her, the trembling feeling like being shocked by an electric shock captured his senses. He closed his eyes, wrapped his arms around her waist, pulled her closer again, deepened his kiss, and used his domineering to She declared that she was his woman, and had to be.

Her mind went blank, what is this man doing? What should this situation be called? wall dong? Carriage bang?

No, no, how could she think these things, she should push him away, push him away with all her strength, then slap him severely, then call him a rascal, and finally jump out of the car and leave gracefully.