"Why did the young master agree to this marriage?"
She didn't believe that the young master was really just because of Mu Linglong.
Perhaps in the eyes of others, the young master really likes Mu Linglong.
For her, he went to great lengths to find all the rare treasures in the world, just to make the beautiful woman smile.[
For her sake, he promised to send away all his concubines and marry only her.
However, this story about the young master that Duan Rang is so much talked about is not as it seems on the surface.
They have been with the young master since childhood.
I know in my heart that the young master can no longer tolerate any woman except that man.
The man died. The young master's heart also died.
A mere Mu Linglong is not worth a finger of that person.
In the eyes of others, she, Mu Linglong, is the most beautiful woman in the South.
But once compared with that person, the most beautiful woman in the South is just as beautiful as a willow.
The reason why the young master treats her differently is probably just because of the very similar eyes.
Duan Hengyu raised his eyes slightly, and his dark eyes seemed to be covered with a layer of mist, "Now the only person in the court who can compete with me is Prince Mu's Mansion. Your Majesty must have another purpose for this engagement."
"The reason why I agreed to marry Mu Yanli is just to see what kind of tricks he wants to play."
Shuang Lan bit her lip lightly, her face turned slightly red, and after a while she whispered softly, "Even so, Master, you don't have to..."
You must marry her!
What kind of woman is Mu Yanli? How can she be worthy of the young master?
She is not qualified even to serve the young master tea and water.
Duan Hengyu was stunned for a moment, and a soft voice slowly flowed through her heart like water, "Lan'er, when will you take care of my young master's affairs?"
Shuanglan was startled, and her expression suddenly changed.
With a pale face, she took her hand out of Duan Hengyu's palm.
Lying on the ground, he said, "Sir, this servant has gone too far." [
Duan Hengyu turned over, his long satin hair hanging behind his head, covering most of his body.
"Go down~!"
There seemed to be something suppressed in his tone, and his voice was cold.
Shuanglan felt a pain in her heart, her eyes felt hot, and her vision was a little blurry.