Chapter 890 : What kind of incense do you usually use
It's just that she is in a very bad mood right now. What she does and what she says are all irrational.
She wanted to vent...
Vent all the dissatisfaction in your heart in a certain way.
Just the thought of her having nothing to do with the fox from now on made her heart tighten uncomfortably.
Those past events are replayed in my mind one after another...[
The tenderness of the fox...the affection of the fox...the pampering of the fox...
His whole body...has penetrated deep into her bones...
When she just said those words, she was so chic and calm.
But only she herself knows how uncomfortable she is.
After this incident, the two of them did not speak again during the whole journey.
After arriving at the palace, Feng Li spoke up and said to her, "You should go back to Lihuayuan to take a bath and change clothes."
Seeing Jiang Xueya looking at him with a puzzled look, he said with a somewhat uncomfortable expression, "You were supposed to live in Lihuayuan. I have asked people to move everything in Lengyue Pavilion back to Lihuayuan."
He always thought that one day she would come back to him again.
In fact, he had long wanted her to move back to Lihuayuan, but he was too embarrassed to ask.
Just when he made up his mind and was about to say it, she left with another man.
They also forced him to write a letter of divorce.
Jiang Xueya didn't say anything and left with a maid.
When Feng Li saw that she was gone, she also returned to her bedroom.
After bathing, he changed into clean clothes.
After walking out of the screen, he stretched his sleeve to his nose and smelled it.
There is the fragrance of spices on the clothes.
Light musky scent.
Feng Li frowned and said to Mo who was standing aside, "Mo, what kind of incense do you usually use..."
He still remembered that damn woman said that the smell of ink on clothes was very good.[
Mo was stunned for a moment, with a slightly astonished expression on his face.
He probably didn't understand why his master would ask such a question.
"Your Highness, I have never used any incense..."
Those are the things that women and aristocratic children like.