Seeing her shocked expression, Feng Yao continued, "Even if Ruohen has no intention of letting Sikong Yun die, the prime minister's faction in the court, which has always been in opposition to the Sikong family, will not give up. Your husband has been killed in the past few days.
This matter has caused a lot of confusion..."
At this point, his smile deepened, and his eyes stared at the woman whose expression changed, "You just need to wait for the marriage with peace of mind."
Her husband...
These four words made Qiner dumbfounded, "Are you telling me not to bother him about this matter?"
"You are so smart, I don't need to talk to you in a roundabout way."
Playing with the jade pendant before returning it to his hand, he didn't even expect to say those words.
The past is like smoke, it has passed, and it can never be brought back. Apart from accepting it, I can only advise myself to take it lightly.
Does being able to say it mean it is no longer important?
"You said it so easily, I would have thought you had no interest in me."
"Qin'er!" Feng Yao froze, and the woman smiled slyly, as if she had got her wish, "I am satisfied with your expression."
Everything changes so fast, it always makes people feel confused and confused, and there is still a faint sense of loss in their hearts.
This feeling cannot be expressed, but everyone knows it in their hearts. There are some regrets that can never be made up for.
"As for Sikong Yun, she told me before that her sweetheart is not Feng Ruohen."
Having such courage shows that she is not afraid of death.
I just feel sorry for the child in my belly.
And why... people who like each other can't always be together?
Feng Yao saw her expression and said nothing more.
Helan Qin'er has a knot in her heart.
Yu Feng Ruohen, no matter how he treats her, there is still an invisible ravine between the two of them. The depth is unknown, invisible and intangible, but it is real.
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After seeing Feng Yao and leaving the craftsman's pavilion, Lu You seemed to have been waiting there.
The sky became gloomy, and heavy clouds hung over the palace, making even breathing feel oppressive.
Standing outside the attic, Qin'er glanced back. The bead curtain door was open, and there was someone inside who she had loved for a long time and could no longer love anymore.