After marrying Mo Xuanyu, what she feared most was his entanglement.
Therefore, I said a lot of cruel words to him at the beginning.
But now... when she finds out that he really doesn't love her anymore, why does she feel sad? Why can't she accept it?
"You'd better keep your pitiful appearance for others to see. It's useless in front of me."
Looking at Ning Xuerou's tear-filled eyes, he no longer felt distressed, but only felt ridiculed.[
Will she be sad too?
What a joke! If she thought she could impress him by showing such a pitiful look, then she was too naive.
He opened his eyes and stopped looking at her. He reached out and picked up Mu Lingyue who was lying on the ice bed. "Ning Xuerou, remember, this little girl belongs to me. If you dare to take ideas from her, you are going against me."
, it’s not your turn to worry about whether she lives or dies.”
"Wait a moment.""
He hugged Mu Lingyue and left. Ning Xuerou seemed to suddenly come to her senses, got up and ran in front of him, reaching out to block his way.
Lan Qingyue frowned, "What does Snow Concubine mean by this?"
He said "Xue Fei" to the left and "Xue Fei" to the right. Ning Xuerou felt a million emotions in her heart. She couldn't tell whether she was unwilling or sad, "You... have you fallen in love with this mortal?"
"It has nothing to do with you."
These four words are cold and cold, without a trace of emotion.
"I just want you to answer this question. Do you like her?"
Even she herself doesn't know why she has to be so persistent.
Even if he doesn't love her anymore, she can't accept that he likes a woman who is worse than herself.
Lan Qingyue lowered her eyes and looked at her, her sexy thin lips slightly raised, "If I don't tell you, does Concubine Xue intend to prevent me from going out?"
Knowing that he wanted to leave and she could never stop him, Ning Xuerou bit her lip and nodded, "Yes."
Lan Qingyue sighed helplessly, "It seems that I have to say something. Yes, as Concubine Xue thought, I have fallen in love with this little girl. Are you satisfied now?
"
After saying that, without waiting for Ning Xuerou's response, she hugged Mu Lingyue and walked away.
"I don't believe, I don't believe you will fall in love with her..."
Lan Qingyue's figure has disappeared, and Ning Xuerou is still shouting, "You just want to make me angry, but you still love me."
From a distance, Lan Qingyue heard her shouting. He stopped and looked up at the sky. He raised the corners of his lips and sneered, "Ning Xuerou, you are always so self-righteous." [
The sun shone through the clouds and hit his face diagonally. His almost transparent skin was as shiny as bone china. The sun climbed up to the corners of his thin lips, smearing a little gold.
He narrowed his slender phoenix eyes slightly and stood there for more than ten seconds, with a hint of loneliness flashing in his eyes that always had an evil smile.
There is a large bed of carved agarwood, an autumn-colored bed tent, a small table by the window, two chairs, and a few orchids exuding a faint fragrance.
Mu Lingyue got up from the bed and looked at this completely unfamiliar room, her eyes filled with confusion.
Where is this?
Outside the window, the bright sunshine poured in, leaving deep and shallow marks on the ground.
The clear and melodious chirping of birds was heard.
The breeze blows gently, bringing out the slightly bitter fragrance of chrysanthemums.
Mu Lingyue blinked, got out of bed and slowly walked to the bed.