"I hope that many years from now, you will still remember me."
As Nangong Meng said this by the bedside, her eyes became moist, and two clear tears streaked down her cheeks, making her look very pitiful at that moment.
If Li Xiaoqiang were awake, he would surely be heartbroken. This princess, stubborn and willful in his heart, was so emotional when she finally spoke her true feelings in quietness.
Nangong Meng squatted down, reaching out her hand to gently caress Li Xiaoqiang's cheek. Then she kissed his lips and said, "Li Xiaoqiang, do you know I like you? Why did you drive me away back then? Didn't you know that I always liked you? My willfulness was just to attract your attention."
As she said this, Nangong Meng turned her hand, and a simple ancient ring appeared in her palm.
