Rebirth: Mighty Daughter

Listening to this vicious oath, Ling Che could only feel his fingers twitching and the fists at his side clenching tighter and tighter.

Feng Hongluan looked at Ling Che with an innocent and innocent little face, and looked at Ling Che with a cold smile. She knew that Ling Che was a filial son, and it was because she knew Ling Che's filial piety that she did this on purpose.

Even if Ling Che did not betray her, he would not necessarily agree to such a poisonous oath. After all, this kind of oath was too vicious.

But now, Feng Hongluan used her innocence and grievance to force him to swear, because she wanted Ling Che to know that a man must be responsible for what he said.

Ling Che was silent for a long time and finally refused to say anything.

Feng Hongluan was quite "disappointed": "You say you love me all the time, but it's all hypocrisy. Although this oath is poisonous, if you don't do it, what are you afraid of? I'm afraid you don't have me in your heart, so you don't dare to swear! That's all.

, I'm leaving. My father will be back tomorrow night. I simply told him, Brother Ling, you are good to me because you are bound by the late emperor's marriage. I never took it to heart and asked my father to find a way to break off the engagement.

At most, it is just a disobedience to Huang Ming. Don’t worry, I won’t burden you, you will just bear it yourself.”

After saying that, his voice was slightly choked, he turned around and left.

Ling Che couldn't figure out why Feng Hongluan had been so unreasonable in the past few days, almost to the extreme. Seeing that Feng Hongluan was about to leave or even break off the engagement, he was so anxious that he didn't care about so much and hugged her from behind.

A quick, trembling breath of hot breath blew into her ear: "I swear, I swear, I, Ling Che, if I have any disloyal feelings for you Feng Hongluan and don't put you at the top of my heart, then my mother will lose her for a year

I will be lame within two years, my hand will be broken within two years, I will become a beggar on the street within four years, I will die within five years, Hong Luan, I will be happy."

This oath seemed to drain him of all his strength, or it could be that he was flustered and guilty, and his voice became weaker and weaker.

Feng Hongluan's back was turned to her, and an evil, cold, and hateful smile appeared at the corner of her mouth.

Within a year you will be lame, within two years your hand will be broken, within four years you will become a street beggar, within five years you will die.

Ling Che, you said this yourself.