Princess Against the World

"Or would you rather watch him be in love with another woman and endure this heart-wrenching pain while staying by her side?!"

"I……"

"Sister Songling, why do you have to embarrass yourself and torture yourself like this? Haven't you ever thought... maybe after you unveiled the veil between you, the living ancestor suddenly discovered that your status is already so important? He can no longer live without you..."

Song Ling suddenly stared at her, obviously moved.

"Actually, the fate of this world lies in your hands... As long as you grasp it a little bit, you may seize the fate and the happiness of your life... But if you let this fate fall through your fingers... If the tip slips away...you may miss your life forever...some opportunities...if you miss them, you will never have them again..."

Ling Luoyu looked into Song Ling's eyes quietly, his voice was infinitely gentle, and his eyes were soft.

"Sister Songling, do you want to wait and miss your fate, or do you want to seize it while you have it?!"

Song Ling's breathing became faster and faster, and he licked his dry lips unconsciously: "I... what should I do?!"

Ling Luoyu suddenly breathed a sigh of relief.

fine! !

Finally got it! !

Otherwise, she would have wasted so much talk!

"Simple!! Go to him and tell him your most secret love... No man will refuse the love of a woman... And the woman who has been with him for many years..."

Ling Luoyu patted Song Ling's shoulder gently with his hand, smiling like a spring breeze.

"I'm waiting for your good news here..."

A game with three people is better than a chase with two people.

No matter what the relationship between the Living Ancestor and Song Ling was, it was better than facing the Living Ancestor alone.

Therefore, Ling Luoyu tried his best to drag Song Ling into trouble.

Fortunately, the results are good!

Song Ling already had feelings for his living ancestors, but now that he was burned into such a fire, he had to give it a try.

As long as she fights, no matter what the outcome is, the relationship between her and her living ancestors can be eased.

Even if the Living Ancestor still treats him as always, with Song Ling as his "mistress" in there, it is not so comfortable after all.

She comforted him in a low voice for a long time before sending Song Ling away.

"Sister Songling...don't blame me for being evil...but I really want to seek some happiness for you in the rest of your life...rather than being kept in the dark by a man, it's better to let him know and let us all suffer together..."

——

In the silent hall, Song Ling entered with tea.

When he saw the man sitting on the railing, his steps involuntarily paused and his breathing became noticeably faster.

The living ancestor was still painting a portrait of a woman there, but the woman in the portrait now had a face.

As if sensing Song Ling's hesitation, he filled the pen with ink and scratched it out gently.

"What's wrong? Are you so embarrassed today? Is there something wrong?!"

Songling's heart suddenly beat slowly for half a beat: "No... nothing happened!"

After finishing speaking, he gritted his teeth secretly.

What a mouthful! !

Isn't this the best time to tell the truth? !

But she's fine——

"It's nothing, why are you standing there in a daze? Could it be that you are afraid that the tea is too hot and will burn me?!"

"no……"

Song Ling lowered his eyes, came slowly, and put down the tea cup.