Quick Transmigration: I Become Prince Charming

It seems like the next second will be blown away by the wind, Song Qing's heart is soft into a pool of water.

Later, Ji Rao was lying in bed. It was cold these days. He was sick again. He couldn't even go out. Song Qing was sitting beside him. Jirao reached out and touched his face. It was clearly only mid autumn, but jirao's hands were as cold as in the winter and December.

Ji Rao pale face, and then said to him, "Song Qing, I love you."

"Master..."

Song Qing was really surprised, sitting there, I don't know how to react.

Until Ji Rao seriously said, "I want to marry you."

This is too treacherous to speak the shocking Song Qing dialect.

The window was tightly closed, but it made Song Qing feel cold for no reason.

He is the leader of the demon sect and has been criticized by others. If he married himself again, I don't know how those people would arrange him. It was an eventful time. I killed his father in the banquet hall and broke into the flying flower studio. I was in a tight situation with those decent sects. If the matter of marriage broke up at this critical juncture, the evil cult would have to fight a fierce battle.

Ji Rao seems to be very tired, after lying down, he waved to let him out.

But it was the day he decided to marry.

On that day, he had less to deal with. When he came to jirao's courtyard, jirao was not in the house. His maid told Song Qing that jirao had gone back to the mountain.

The back mountain of demon sect is the tomb.

When the song and Qing Dynasties passed, Ji Rao was kneeling in front of the tomb. On the left was the former leader's and on the right was his mother's. he lowered his head and scattered paper money into the fire pot.

"Father, mother. I like Song Qing You're not going to get angry, are you? There's no way to get angry. You can't hit me. I know it's not the time to talk about love, but Hei Ling is dead. I thought, why do I do these things, why I am the leader of the demon cult, and what am I living for. I'm not grand and generous. At last I think about it. I live for myself. I can live for myself and sacrifice countless lives. In my opinion, all of them are not worth me. If I go tomorrow, I don't want to leave any regrets in this world. But now my biggest regret is him. If I am besieged, I am not sure that I can keep the demon sect and Song Qing. Ah... " Ji Rao said and said suddenly a smile, with a smile in the eyes is full of nostalgia, "in fact, the first time I saw Song Qing, I like him very much. If you know my mind, I'm afraid you won't pick him up?"

Song Qing turned his back, looked up at the sky, a little bit in the mind of their once.

At that time, he was bullied. Ji Rao ridiculed him, but he secretly cleaned up those people for him. Or maybe he liked to eat sweet scented osmanthus cake when he was a child. Ji Rao always found osmanthus cake for him. Later, when he got older, he realized that the shops selling osmanthus cake were more than ten kilometers away

He never cared about it, and even hated jirao because of his arrogance and complacency. However, no matter how bad his disposition is, he is good for himself. If he kills people all over the world, the servants can be sorry for him that day, but not himself.

He can't even imagine how proud a person is, how to remember his preferences a little bit in his heart, a little bit to ease the trouble for himself, which he never knew.

No one but Ji Rao is willing to treat him like this. Why does he insist on justice or evil?

Even if the negative who, also can not negative Ji Rao.