No matter how noble and elegant the woman beside him was, she didn't steal half of his limelight.
In terms of appearance, temperament, and style, he is not inferior to anyone present.
He... is of royal blood.
She felt as if something had stabbed her heart hard.
She had to admit that Chonghua and Fengyao were really a good match.
The two men are talented and beautiful, they are like a match made in heaven.
It seems... they were born as a pair.
A woman like Feng Yao can only be matched by a man like Chong Hua.
And only a woman like Feng Yao is worthy of a man like Chong Hua.
Even if Chonghua doesn't like Fengyao now, with such a beautiful and excellent wife, he will fall in love sooner or later.
What's more, Feng Yao's feelings for him are much deeper than hers, and she has given much more than she did.
She paid very little to Chonghua.
She just enjoyed the love and care he gave her. In their relationship, it was Chonghua who was always giving.
Now that he has a woman who is willing to devote herself to him, she, Mu Yanxi, will soon become a thing of the past.
His eyes began to heat up.
She tried her best to hold back, not allowing herself to shed another tear.
Mu Yanxi, this is your own choice.
This man is the one you have to give up.
Therefore, all pain must be borne by oneself.
it does not matter.
Time will slowly heal all wounds.
One day, the name Chonghua will no longer have any influence on her.
The palms of my hands felt warm.
The hand was gently held.
She was startled and turned her head. Rong Chu also turned his head. The two looked at each other. His eyes were gentle and intoxicating. He lowered his voice and said softly, "If you want to leave, we will leave now."
Her heart was still in pain, and her eyes were still sore and dazzling, but it was as if a pair of hands were caressing her injured heart.
first.
She let him hold her hand without struggling.
She took a breath, forced out a smile and said, "Since you're here, let's wait until the wedding is over before leaving."
Rong Chu's eyes flashed slightly and he nodded, "Okay."
When he was about to pass by the two of them, Chonghua suddenly turned his head.
Look straight at her.
In mid-air, the four eyes faced each other and their eyes met.
Chonghua suddenly felt a very strange feeling in his heart.
He's seen this look before.
The face is unfamiliar, and so are the people.
Only these eyes...are unusually familiar.
He saw sadness, disappointment, loneliness, pain in her eyes...
She is Xiao Yu's concubine.
How could he show such a look to another man?
There is an idea in my mind that is about to come out.
With an excited expression on his face, he turned slightly sideways and took steps in her direction.
"Husband, what do you want to do?"
Before he could take a step forward, Feng Yao grabbed his sleeve. At this moment, her bright eyes were as sharp as cold light, even with a hint of warning. She lowered her voice and said in a tone that only the two of them could hear.
, "Husband, today is a good day for you and me to get married. I can tolerate you if you don't go to the Temple of Heaven to worship, but if you ruin our wedding and embarrass me, then our agreement will be invalidated."
Every word Feng Yao said was like an iron nail poking into his heart.
More like a slap in the face.
He suddenly woke up.
Promise...for that promise, he gave up too much.
He gave up something he cherished the most.
Having reached this point, he couldn't turn back even if he wanted to.