Chapter 550 Unforgettable

"No, it's impossible..."

Zhao Ying came back to her senses, she shook her head, and said in disbelief: "You, you are just an ordinary villager in Lijia Village, your father is..."

"Old man Li!"

Li Beifeng said in a deep voice: "His name is Tang Ningyang, and he was a disciple of Yaowang Valley in the past!"

"Yaowang Valley..."

Zhao Ying muttered to herself in a daze.

"The daughter of the master of Yaowang Valley was the queen of Northern Qi in the past. Old man Li was her senior brother. He was ordered by the master to find the junior sister, and happened to meet Da Zhao who broke through the gate of Northern Qi..."

"In the end, Xinyi and I were secretly rescued from the palace by old man Li and several other loyal ministers of Northern Qi..."

"Eighteen years ago, old man Li took me to Lijia Village and hid my identity..."

Li Beifeng spoke slowly.

This was the first time he made his life story public and told Zhao Ying.

It's time to show his cards!

After hearing this news, Zhao Ying was stunned.

The attic suddenly became quiet.

Neither of them spoke again.

Zhao Ying stood there in shock, looking at a loss. She couldn't get over the shocking news for a long time.

She couldn't believe it...

But Li Beifeng's face was very serious, indicating that he was not joking...

Is it, really?

...

After Li Beifeng said out the secret that had been suppressed in his heart for a long time, he felt comfortable and refreshed.

He glanced at her again: "Are you surprised? Didn't expect that I would be your enemy? Should you consider taking me back now?"

Zhao Ying glanced at him, and this glance contained extremely complicated emotions.

"So, are you really the prince of the Northern Qi Dynasty?"

Her voice trembled a little, and she seemed to be reluctant to believe this fact.

"Yes!"

Li Beifeng nodded in agreement: "It's true, absolutely true!"

Zhao Ying was silent again.

Seeing her silence, Li Beifeng shook his head gently and murmured: "Now, do you know the reason for everything?"

Zhao Ying didn't speak.

From the moment Li Beifeng revealed his identity, all the doubts in the past were solved.

She understood everything!

At this moment, she felt confused and her head was in a mess. As if she had expected something, her body trembled slightly.

So, it was like this...

No wonder he said that! .

"If you were not Princess Dazhao, how good would it be?!"

He was the prince of Northern Qi, and she was Princess Dazhao. The most inappropriate and impossible relationship in the world appeared between the two of them.

This is a feud!

No, it is a family and country hatred!

The hatred of destroying the country, the irreconcilable blood feud! !

No one knows better than her how much the old ministers of Northern Qi hated Dazhao and her!

When Dazhao destroyed Northern Qi, how many Northern Qi ministers did it kill?

And how many families were destroyed?

As the eldest princess of Dazhao, she could not escape this blood account no matter what.

Zhao Ying finally understood why Li Beifeng had been so entangled before, and suddenly understood why he chose Li Suyi.

He couldn't choose himself!

They couldn't be together.

His father wouldn't allow it, the people of Dazhao wouldn't allow it, the old people of Beiqi wouldn't allow it, and even she herself... I'm afraid she couldn't get over it.

She suddenly understood Li Beifeng.

However, when this thought came to her mind, Zhao Ying felt that her heart was being tightly grasped by something, and it was being pulled hard. It was getting tighter and tighter, and it was getting more and more painful, and even her breathing was a little rapid.

She covered her chest and couldn't breathe heavily.

An indescribable sadness occupied her chest, and an indescribable sadness was spreading.

It was a very strange feeling, unprecedented.

My head was blank at this moment, at a loss!

...

"Cry if you want to!"

At this time, Li Beifeng's soft comfort came to her ears. He knew that this news should be a big blow to her.

Zhao Ying raised her head blankly, her deep and somewhat dim eyes were devoid of any luster, and her eye sockets seemed to be slightly red.

Her eyes were dull.

Cry?

She wouldn't cry!

She had never cried since she was a child.

Her confused eyes finally stayed on Li Beifeng, and the two looked at each other in silence for a long time.

At this moment, there was no need for any verbal communication, and both of them knew what the other was thinking!

"I won't catch you!"

After a long time, Zhao Ying spoke.

She seemed to have calmed down, and her complexion returned to normal.

There was no shock, no panic. There was only a calm tone that could not be calmer.

"I know!"

Li Beifeng also spoke calmly.

He knew that she would not catch him. Otherwise, he would not tell her such an important identity, even something that concerns his life and property.

"After tonight, let's not see each other again!"

She said again.

"Okay!"

Li Beifeng nodded.

In the brief conversation, the two reached a tacit agreement.

However, when they spoke, the hands they had been holding under the table did not separate.

In fact, they held each other tighter!

A dull atmosphere surrounded the two, and the air seemed to have a little more sadness of parting. The two did not speak again, quietly enjoying the last warmth.

"Since we will never see each other again, tonight is our last night!"

After a long time, the atmosphere seemed too dull, and Li Beifeng wanted to say something to ease it, so he chuckled: "Shouldn't we be happy? It's the last night, we should be happy and have no regrets... Seeing that others have a sense of ritual when they leave, why don't we also score..."

"...Why don't we talk about life?"

Zhao Ying's beautiful eyes stayed on his face for a moment, and nodded softly.

"Okay!"

"By the way, let's drink a farewell wine?"

"Okay."

Li Beifeng nodded and shouted to the door.

"Waiter, serve the wine!"

...

It was late at night.

The attic was still brightly lit.

The air was filled with the strong smell of strong liquor, echoing in the attic.

The two people in the room were already drunk!

Li Beifeng didn't know how much wine he drank, he only remembered bowl after bowl. This strong liquor was not much lower than those in later generations. Even though he had strong internal strength, he still couldn't resist the alcohol.

He felt dizzy and confused, in a state of half-awake and half-drunk.

Zhao Ying, who was beside him, was not much better than him at this time.

Her originally delicate face was full of drunken red, and her fair skin was deeply crimson, and the white was red.

Her eyes were slightly blurred, and her bright eyes were confused, obviously she was also drunk.

She drank more than Li Beifeng.

Perhaps she was really drunk, and the image of this Princess Dazhao began to gradually fall apart.

She sat against the wall with Li Beifeng, in a casual posture. She was less cold and elegant, and more down-to-earth and lazy.

Her messy hair was slightly messy, and her white dress was slightly rolled up, revealing her pair of fair, slender and well-proportioned long legs under the skirt.

Very white, very beautiful!

Li Beifeng's heart skipped a beat and he wanted to look away.

But the alcohol stimulated his brain, making it particularly dull, so he couldn't look away no matter how hard he tried.

...Perhaps it was the instinct of his brain that didn't want him to look away.

After a long time, when he finally looked away, Li Beifeng's eyes fell on Zhao Ying's delicate features beside him again.

She was as beautiful as a fairy, with a slender jade body full of fragrance, a pair of thin eyebrows, a nose as quiet as a virgin, skin white and crystal, and black silk casually scattered, adding a bit of messy beauty.

"Still, still drinking?"

Li Beifeng squinted his eyes slightly and asked with a little drunkenness.

"Drink!"

Zhao Ying was drunk and could hardly open his eyes, but he still responded in a daze.

After getting drunk, the two forgot all the previous things and unhappiness.

Li Beifeng struggled to get up and wanted to get the wine.

As soon as he stood up, the alcohol took effect, and his body swayed and fell down again.

This time, he fell on Zhao Ying beside him.

The soft fragrance was like jade in his arms, and he soon smelled the faint fragrance of osmanthus. The familiar breath stimulated Li Beifeng's brain, and he was drowsy and almost indulged in it subconsciously.

"Hmm..."

Suddenly being pressed, Zhao Ying's beautiful eyes, which were originally squinting, opened with difficulty.

"You, you get up..."

"Don't, don't move... Let, let me rest... Hug, report..."

Li Beifeng not only did not get up, but instead took advantage of the situation to hug her slender waist, and his head subconsciously rubbed it...

Zhao Ying stretched out her hand to push away, but she couldn't use much strength. In the end, she could only let Li Beifeng go.

Seeing that Zhao Ying had no reaction, after a moment, Li Beifeng raised his head slightly again, looking at her beautiful face in a drunken state.

In a daze, he saw Zhao Ying, whose face was flushed with drunkenness.

Very beautiful, very attractive.

Her slightly closed eyes and helpless look on her face added a bit of indescribable temptation.

Li Beifeng stared at her red lips, which were as red as tears and licked his lips subconsciously.

He wanted to kiss her!

The sudden impulse.

It was also at this moment.

"Can I... can I kiss you?"

Li Beifeng never thought that he would say such a straightforward and bold word.

It almost came out of his mouth without thinking at all.

Under the stimulation of alcohol, Li Beifeng seemed to release his nature...

Zhao Ying, who had her eyes slightly closed, trembled slightly, but did not react at all.

With her eyes closed, she seemed to fall asleep.

The attic suddenly fell into silence.

It was not until a long time later that Zhao Ying, who had been pressed under Li Beifeng and had already "fallen asleep", suddenly opened her eyes.

A trace of drunkenness flashed in her eyes, but soon, this trace of drunkenness disappeared completely.

Her beautiful eyes regained clarity, and except for the still slightly red face, there was no trace of drunkenness in her eyes.

She glanced down and found that the person who had just said that he wanted to kiss her had fallen asleep.

Zhao Ying showed a trace of unnaturalness on her face, and there seemed to be a trace of shame and anger in her eyes.

She pushed him away and then slowly got up.

Zhao Ying's face was slightly red, and she slightly tidied up her messy hair and clothes. After her breathing calmed down, she looked back at Li Beifeng on the ground.

He was really drunk and fell asleep.

He slept so sweetly!

She stared at Li Beifeng's sleeping appearance quietly, with a very complicated look in her eyes.

After a long time, a sigh seemed to come from the attic.

Zhao Ying stepped forward, helped Li Beifeng up, and helped him to the bed in the next room.

She carefully helped him take off his coat, shoes, and covered him with a blanket.

Zhao Ying, who had never done such a thing before, seemed particularly unfamiliar. She finished all this with difficulty and breathed a sigh of relief.

Li Beifeng was lying on the bed, sleeping very sweetly, as if he was having a sweet dream.

Beside the bed, Zhao Ying, who had done all this, stared at Li Beifeng on the bed quietly.

Silence!

The reluctance on her face gradually emerged, and she showed it unconcealedly at this moment when no one was paying attention in the dead of night. There was also a little more sadness in her eyes for no reason.

She just stared at the sleeping Li Beifeng for a long time. After an unknown period of time, she subconsciously reached out and wanted to touch something. When her hand was halfway out, she woke up and suddenly retracted her hand.

As if she had done something bad, a little panic emerged in her beautiful eyes. It was not until she was sure that Li Beifeng was not awake that she breathed a sigh of relief.

"I'm leaving!"

After staring at the spot for a long time, Zhao Ying spoke softly.

She seemed to be muttering to herself, and seemed to be saying goodbye to the sleeping Li Beifeng.

In her eyes, there was a reluctance and sadness that could not be concealed.

She was leaving!

Next time...

I probably won't see him again next time.

When she thought of this, her heart was slightly panicked and a little painful...

But, how could it be so?

When she thought of his identity, Zhao Ying's eyes were extremely dim.

It's impossible.

Even if all these factors are abandoned, what does it matter?

He still has Li Suyi, and that woman has taken the lead and is pregnant with his child...

Thinking of this, Zhao Ying's heart ached again.

She couldn't accept it!

How could she, who was so proud, be willing to share a husband with other women?

She couldn't do it!

If so, she would rather choose to leave.

She still lost!

…

She put away her thoughts, and finally looked at Li Beifeng who was sleeping soundly on the bed with a last look of attachment, and turned to leave.

Just as Zhao Ying walked to the door, Li Beifeng seemed to mutter in his sleep.

"Su, Su Yi..."

In the quiet night, the murmuring in the dream seemed particularly clear and harsh.

Zhao Ying suddenly stopped, turned back suddenly, and stared at Li Beifeng on the bed.

At this moment, her eyes suddenly showed a bit of anger. It seemed angry, and it seemed angry...

In her eyes, the emotion of unwillingness quickly surged into her heart.

She was indeed unwilling!

He actually said the woman's name in his sleep.

He was clearly with her, but he was thinking of that woman, the woman she hated and disliked the most.

She lost, and lost so thoroughly.

At this moment, Zhao Ying's delicate body trembled, not knowing whether she was sad or angry...

Leaving like this made her look like a complete loser.

As proud as she was, she was unwilling to accept such a fact.

Staring at Li Beifeng on the bed, at this moment, a thought of revenge came to her mind.

Zhao Ying came back to the bed, staring at Li Beifeng on the bed, biting her lower lip, with a little shame and anger in her eyes.

She was unwilling!

She was unwilling to leave in such a dejected manner.

She planned to leave him something before leaving.

After tonight, the two would not see each other again, and there would be no more involvement. In this case, she would leave something, something that he would never forget!

On Zhao Ying's slightly red face, her eyes were extremely firm.

It was late at night.

The flowers were in full bloom and the moon was full!

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(The third volume "Stranger in the North State" is finished)

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