"So this is my brother-in-law. Isn't it strange that he is about to die? Why does he look so energetic? Then sister, don't you have to endure him for a while?" Ye Feiyi said without hesitation to Mo Yichen.
Go down and look it over, huh, you can bully my sister too.
"Feiyi, don't be rude." Ye Luo scolded, and smiled at Mo Yichen with a flattering look on his face and said, "Your Majesty, Feiyi has been spoiled by me on weekdays. Please forgive me for any rudeness."
Mo Yichen saw that although Ye Luo scolded her on the surface, her tone was full of doting. The person she looked like just now was the real her. Only in front of her relatives could she laugh and make trouble without any scruples. That signature smile was so real.
Very annoying.
Before Mo Yichen could speak, Ye Feiyi started shouting again, "What? I'm telling the truth. If it weren't for her, would you have suffered such a great injustice to marry him?"
Was it wronging him to marry him? Ye Luo felt a cold light shining on her body. She could see that this dead girl did it on purpose.
"Feiyi, since you have nothing to do, please help me take Ziwen around. The prince is not in good health, and the doctor has told him not to work too hard. I will accompany the prince to rest by the river for a while." It is better to coax her away earlier, otherwise
She was the unlucky one. Feeling the cold air behind her, Ye Luo resisted the urge to run away.
Although Feiyi is a bit naughty, she is very measured in her actions. Today she just wanted to help herself vent her anger. Feiyi has always sent people to secretly protect her, so there is nothing to worry about leaving Ziwen to her. Besides, this girl
He has a cheerful personality and may be able to infect this pretentious little guy.
"Ziwen, there is a lantern show ahead. How about Auntie taking you to see it together?" Feiyi picked up Fu Ziwen and took the opportunity to stretch out her claws and rub Ziwen's tender face.
Fu Ziwen had a sad face, why did his aunt and Aunt Feiyi always like to hug him, "Don't worry, aunt, I will listen to Aunt Feiyi. Aunt Feiyi, you'd better put me down, Ziwen is so strong
Very heavy."
Chirping, Fu Ziwen's little face suffered again, "Ziwen is so cute. Don't worry, if he gets stronger, my aunt can hold him." Although Ye Feiyi is only seventeen years old, she has learned a lot.
After several years of martial arts, you still won’t feel tired after holding a child. “You can grow strong and become as sick as your uncle, who can’t even walk a few steps. Sister, why are you staring at me? I said so.”
It’s a fact.”
"Ye Feiyi, you are really in the limelight today. It is estimated that after tonight, people who propose marriage will trample the door of the Ye family to pieces. Do you want me to..." Ye Luo looked at the red
The figure plunged into the crowd and smiled helplessly.
Speaking of which, Feiyi is seventeen years old. In the past few years, she has always allowed her to make trouble outside. She doesn't want her sister to be like other women, just a girl who waits to get married without leaving the door.
Miss everyone, as long as her sister Ye Luo can be happy and be herself. But Feiyi has never let her down. After going out for a few years, I don’t know if she will be able to meet the person she likes. This year, let her
It’s time to take care of yourself at home and consider life-long matters.
"Hey, Mo Yichen, where are you going? Wait for me." Ye Luo turned around and saw that Mo Yichen was no longer with him. After searching for a long time, he finally saw that hateful guy in the crowd, and he ran away without waiting for her.
Already.
Mo Yichen was sulking alone as he tossed his sleeves and left. Suddenly he felt a cold feeling on his hands. His heart moved when he saw Ye Luo squinting his eyes and smiling, really like an angry child.
The tender and sweet voice came to mind again, Luo'er, Brother Chen almost forgot about you? It seemed that he hadn't thought about that little figure again for a long time. When was the last time he thought of her, he couldn't remember clearly.
, Mo Yichen's heart seemed to be hit hard...
River lanterns flowed through the water, and occasionally two lifelike mandarin ducks swam together as if glued together. It seemed that after that incident in the dressing room, he had never thought about Luo'er again.
Mo Yichen always felt that something was wrong there, but couldn't explain why?
The cold touch on his hand suddenly disappeared. Mo Yichen subconsciously stretched out his hand, and his generous palm just wrapped around Ye Luo's cold little hand. It wasn't until he felt the struggle of the people around him that Mo Yichen came back to his senses and hesitated for a moment.
, let go and then held on tightly. I don’t know why he didn’t want to let this cold little hand leave his palm?
"Let go." Ye Luo's face turned red and he shouted at Mo Yichen, did he know what he was doing?
The noisy street became quiet, and Ye Luo and Mo Yichen became the focus of everyone. Seeing the two people holding hands tightly, everyone smiled tacitly, and the street became noisy again.
Ye Luo struggled twice more, but Mo Yichen refused to let go, so he had to give him a fierce look, this guy had lost his mind again.
"Where do you want to go?" Mo Yichen's voice contained a low smile.
"Walk along the river." Something seemed to be changing quietly in my heart. My heart, tightly wrapped with a silk thread, seemed to have a butterfly bumping around, itching, wanting to break out of its cocoon.
Big hands holding small hands, two distant hearts, gradually getting closer, getting closer...
A cold heart gradually melts in order to warm a cold little hand, and a lonely figure is willing to turn into a butterfly to accompany it in order to melt the cold heart.
"It's so lively out front, let's go there." Ye Luo was like a child going out for the first time, looking around and touching here and there, full of novelties everywhere.
In fact, for more than ten years in another world, Ye Luo has rarely gone to temple fairs or lantern fairs since he was so old. It's not that he doesn't like it but he doesn't dare to go. He can't help but think of his past life and can't help missing such lively scenes.
All that's left is heartache...
But tonight I don't know why Ye Luo suddenly stopped escaping, her little face painted white with foundation was red and filled with a happy smile, and her hot palms warmed not only her cold little hands, but also her lonely heart.
Heart.
Mo Yichen, who was being dragged around by Ye Luo, had a tenderness on his face that he had never seen before. It turned out that the owner of the back figure had already changed, but he hadn't noticed it yet.
"Mo Yichen, there is a river lantern making competition ahead. Let's go too. I have never let off a river lantern before?" She wanted to make a river lantern with her own hands, write blessings on it, and tell her parents in another world that she is now... very...
happiness……
Are you happy? Ye Luo turned around and glanced secretly at the handsome man behind her, her nominal husband, her smart eyes flickering on and off.