Chapter 834: The bad embryo will drug her again [8]
I took the initiative to hold Mu Yiqing's arm and said with a smile: "I want to give you a chance. It doesn't have much conflict with what I think. To be honest, I don't like the position of queen. If you are really good for me,
You should let me out of the palace..."
"No!!" Before I could finish my words, Mu Yiqing immediately denied what I said.
I raised my eyebrows at him. Is this okay? So, my preference is not the decisive factor in everything. If he really understands me, he will know that I don’t like the palace. The man I want cannot have three wives and four concubines. Otherwise, he will know that I don’t like the palace.
As for Yang Yumo, I would have followed him stubbornly and shared a man with Ying'er.
But it doesn’t work.
I have my own ideas and pride. The love I want is not so humble. Mu Yiqing is so smart, how could he not understand me? How could he think that between me and him, he can be together if I give him a chance?
How about walking together for a lifetime?
"Eat, I'm hungry." I quickly went to the dining room and started to eat a big meal.
Mu Yiqing is always worried, and he eats here and there, because what I said troubles him. I understand him, he is an emperor, not just a prince. He is destined to have many women, so
He couldn't face me like this calmly.
Before we even started, we encountered a hurdle. Maybe this hurdle made it impossible for us to continue.
If he knew how to give up, it wouldn't be a bad thing, at least the injury wouldn't be too serious.
If after the sweetness, there is only endless hurt, just like me before, he will be very painful.
"Feiyi, do you still have him in your heart?" Mu Yiqing asked me.
"Didn't you say that we are in love with each other? I thought you should know what I thought about Yu Mo."
Mu Yiqing didn't reply, but looked at me with burning eyes.
"Feiyi, you haven't answered my question yet." Mu Yiqing asked urgently.
"I have always had him in my heart, maybe for the rest of my life." I had no intention of avoiding him.
Yang Yumo is a very special man. He lived in my heart once, pulled him out once, and then lived in my heart again. From the wedding day, I no longer deliberately forget about him.
Perhaps, he will keep me in my heart for a lifetime. However, it will no longer hurt, but will be placed in a corner of my heart with piety. When I am old, one day I can still recall it with vague memories.