Otherwise, you will not be able to leave the heavily guarded palace gate.
She stood in the drizzle, ignoring the curious palace maids who were lying on their heads.
"Please inform us, Fangfei asks to see Your Majesty!"
No one of the palace maids agreed to her. Even Zhang Jieyu and Xiao Lian were not seen. Obviously, they had ordered them in advance. The palace maids all looked very cold.
She raised her voice again: "Please inform me, Fangfei asks to see Your Majesty!"
Still no one paid attention to it.
She stood in the drizzle, looked up and looked at the misty sky.
In the room, there were singing and dancing, laughter and joy.
There was a faint voice of Luo Jia.
After a long time, she said again: "Please inform me, this is Your Majesty's order! I am here to say goodbye."
Xiao Cui snorted coldly and twisted her body into it.
The cold wind blew in waves, and Fangfei couldn't help but shrank.
At this time, the footsteps of Tuotuo were heard.
Your Majesty, finally came out. Zhang Jieyu followed him, hugging Xiao Lian, hugging him tightly, with a drunken look on his face and a springy look on his face. Xiao Lian was half naked and snuggled up to his chest.
She said lightly: "The sinner Fangfei said goodbye to Your Majesty, I hope Your Majesty will be grateful!"
She called "sinner" and didn't even call her "concubine"!
The friendship between the two has long been broken.
Luo Jia stared at the woman standing in the rain. She had already changed into the robe she had when she first entered the palace - it was a blond sky-blue Taoist robe. Just like her people, it was so bleak.
He looked down at the wind blowing on her hair and the drizzle that sprinkled on her head. It seemed as if her whole body was so cold.
There was a chill in his heart.
Is this going to leave?
Is this a complete severance of gratitude?
He hugged Xiao Lian even tighter, almost crushing her into his arms, and his expression became even colder: "I understand."
"Your Majesty, then I will say goodbye."
She turned around.
"Fangfei..."
She stopped, but did not turn around. Her thin shoulders and her old blue robe seemed like a bleak winter scenery.
PS: A little more at 7pm:)) I won't have to stay up late tonight, oh too:))
Next, I really start to abuse Luo Jia, don't worry