Princess Against the World

Everyone laughed, and Ling Luoyu's heart also became overjoyed, as if the bride he was getting married was himself.

The bowl becomes heavier and heavier, and the delicious flavor of the dish overflows.

Ling Luoyu just laughed and ate, listening to the laughter of everyone in his ears, and felt inexplicably that the years were peaceful.

At this time, she finally understood why people were resuscitated here and were unwilling to leave after their injuries were healed.

Because they don't want to get involved in the disputes outside.

Being outside is survival, but staying here is life.

As long as you can survive, why not choose a peaceful life?

For those who have experienced life and death disputes and tried to live a life of intrigue, they will surely envy the rare simplicity here.

As mentioned earlier, here, people all know how to hurt others, so they restrain the evil in their hearts and use their sharp edge to only present beauty to everyone.

No one cares about other people's past, and no one inquires about the other person's past life.

Everyone seems to have come to an end with the past, showing their latest selves, living nourishingly, living freely and freely.

"Worship the heaven and the earth..."

In the midst of laughter, he handed a bowl of soup to Ling Luoyu early.

"Be careful, it's a bit hot... The bride over there is in heaven and earth..."

"The bride must be beautiful, right?!"

Ling Luoyu took a sip and looked in the direction of Baitiandi, as if he could see bits of red light.

"The bride... is naturally the most beautiful..." Zaozao's voice was a little sad.

For a person with such a painful past, getting married again will be an insurmountable hurdle for her.

Even if her husband doesn't care about her past, she herself can't live with it.

"Mother..."

A soft, waxy voice came, and Ling Luoyu felt a little person brushing his legs and walking over.

"Xiaoyou? Where is your Uncle Feng?!"

Zao Zao smiled and picked up the little man, all the sadness on his face disappeared.

Ling Luoyu was startled, "This child..."

"This is my child..."

Zaozao's voice was very calm and motherly, which was completely different from the sadness just now.

Looking at Ling Luoyu's expression, she understood what she meant.

"I am alive, and so are the children..."

Ling Luoyu sat down with his head down, understanding her choice.

"This is also good..."

"Yeah... With this child, I suddenly feel that the rest of my life is worth living!! No matter who her father is..."

"Uncle Feng, here..."

Xiaoyou waved and raised his thick arms high.

"I'm here, mother..."

"You kid, why are you running so fast..."

When he heard Uncle Feng's voice, Ling Luoyu couldn't help but stiffen for a moment.

This voice——

"Won't……"

She immediately denied it! !

It must be an illusion!

It’s just two similar voices! !

Because the owner of that voice will never appear here.

He stood up early holding Xiaoyou: "Brother Feng, Xiaoyou has been bothering you these days..."

"It's okay, Xiaoyou is obedient and well-behaved... almost like my daughter... why is it annoying..."

The laughter suddenly stopped.

"Oh, Brother Feng, let me introduce you. This is my girl Ling Ling. Miss Ling Ling, this is Feng Lin... These days I have been taking care of you, he has been helping me take care of Xiao You. …”

"Third Young Master..."