"Girl, can't you give me this umbrella? There are all kinds of flowers here, but this umbrella is the only one suitable for rain. It's going to rain." Ye Wuyan described the facts indifferently.
Hua Xiaojuan suddenly realized that she was no longer what she was before. In the distance, a woman seemed to be waiting anxiously: "Wuyan, are you okay?"
Turning his head slightly, Hua Xiaojuan saw the woman's gorgeous clothes and beautiful face, but he was like a lost dog, unable to lift his face in front of the woman.
Hua Xiaojuan clenched his hand and looked down at the aqua blue umbrella in his hand. It was painted with black Manzhu Shahua.
Manzhushahua blooms from generation to generation, and the flowers and leaves never see each other.
She couldn't help but want to laugh. The past was like a cloud. She had already died once. Whether she didn't love enough or love deeply, whether she hated it enough or had resentment, it all happened in the previous life. In fact, she and Ye Wuyan,
Nothing is left.
Ye Wuyan, I never hated you, I just hated myself for believing in you and not worthy of pity.
Taking a deep breath, Hua Xiaojuan handed out the umbrella and picked up another umbrella with the same indifference: "This umbrella is indeed suitable for the young master."
Turning around, Hua Xiaojuan walked into the crowd. It started to rain at some point. She opened her umbrella and walked away in the rain.
Ye Wuyan looked at her back and frowned slightly. She was such a weird woman. He took the umbrella and returned to the waiting woman. Ye Wuyan said coldly: "Have you found the person you asked to check?"
The woman raised her face unhappily and curled her lips: "After all, I am also a master known as the charming little pepper in the world, and we are already partners. Can you give me a smile?"
She is such a charming little pepper, Feng Tiantian! Can’t this man stop showing such a dead face? Although he is very handsome.
Ye Wuyan looked at her coldly: "There is only one person who has seen me smile and is still alive."
"Huh? Could it be the picture you showed me, the woman who conquered the country and was as beautiful as a fairy? What's her name? Oh, yes, beggar Hua Xiaojuan."
Ye Wuyan's steps slowed down for a moment, and he did not refute, but asked coldly: "Stop talking nonsense, tell me, have you found her?"
"Hahahaha, Ye Wuyan, it seems that you are really from a remote village, and you don't even know the Hua family in the imperial capital. Of the people you are looking for, there is no one whose face matches yours, but one whose name matches yours."
Ye Wuyan raised his narrow eyebrows and asked hurriedly: "Who?"
Feng Tiantian chuckled and said with a look of gloating: "The one you saw is the girl who bought an umbrella next to you just now, the second young lady of the General's Mansion, Hua Xiaojuan."
Ye Wuyan's footsteps suddenly stopped, and he suddenly turned around and looked back at the sea of people, but he couldn't find that touch of red.