Chapter 226 Marry you as your concubine

Cangran now knows how deep her feelings for Ye Ming have been after these days.

A cold and ruthless person can cut off his relatives' feet without blinking, and a person who can make fun of killing will be so sad to leave.

Cangran smiled self-deprecatingly, and at the angle that Ye Ming could not see, a trace of pain and guilt flashed across the corners of his eyes.

Cangran took the paper and pen, "No, I must give you a gift as a souvenir."

The last four words have a unique meaning, but Ye Ming was immersed in the happiness of tonight and simply thought that she was just talking about birthday, so he did not object. He sat on the table with enthusiasm, holding his cheek while watching her writing while thinking about what gift to give A Cang.

Cangran suppressed the emotions in his heart and wrote on the paper with a charcoal pen.

She is writing "The Art of War".

Although she was leaving, she still cared about Ye Ming's safety and gave him these things, plus his own powerful martial arts skills, hoping that he could be safe.

Time passes by little by little.

Cangran wrote down the most complete thing in his mind and handed it to him.

"Look at it tomorrow."

Ye Ming smiled gently and obediently put away the paper.

"Acang, I also thought of what birthday gift I want to give you!"

Cangran was stunned and smiled softly.

She didn't refuse because she also wanted some of his things and could be kept as a souvenir in the future.

Apart from the hairpin in Guazhoudu, there are too few real things to commemorate between them.

They are not vain people and do not pay attention to material things.

But if she wanted to leave, she hoped that she could have more of his things to express her longing in the future.

"I want to give you..." Ye Ming pursed his lips, looking very mysterious, "I want to give you - the position of the Third Prince's Concubine!"

Ye Ming's words were amazing.

Cangran's expression was frozen.

In an instant, a wildly moving and guilt burst out from her heart, surging and intense, surging in her heart, as if she was about to break her entire body.

"Acang, our Canghai Royal Family is very open-minded. As long as the royal family has someone they like, they don't care about their identity and origin, and as long as they don't do anything that harms the royal family, they can be the wife. Acang, I promise I will only be good to you. When I grow up, would I marry you as the concubine?"

Ye Ming smiled, "This is a gift that will be delivered in seven years. Acang, do you want it?"

Cangran's heart sank to the bottom.

She looked at him, her expression froze and haze.

Ye Ming, who was excited, finally realized something was wrong, "Acang, what's wrong with you? Are you feeling uncomfortable?"

Cangran shook his head.

"Did you catch a cold while taking a shower?" Ye Ming became anxious, "I'll call the military doctor."

"No need." Cangran held him, blinked, and tried to suppress the sourness in his eyes, "I'm fine."

"It's really okay?" Ye Ming stumbled on her forehead suspiciously, "Your face is a little bad."

"Well." Cangran really didn't want to say anything. She was afraid that if she said it, she would not be able to help but reveal her flaws. She was afraid that if she continued to say it, she would give up her yearning for freedom and stay by his side willingly.

"Aming, let's sleep."

Seeing that her face was not good, Ye Ming had long forgotten that he wanted to marry her as a concubine.

He hugged her carefully, caring and caring for her, "Acang, let's go and go to have a nap. You must be too tired."

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