There has never been a moment when Nangong Rongguang regretted it as much as he does now.
All the blood flowed back into the heart, pulling on the surrounding blood vessels and causing severe pain to the nerves.
That cold handsome face was extremely pale.
It was as if even the strength to leave had disappeared.
The Demon Lady knew his pride as well as her own pride.
"Go back." The demon girl turned around with a dull look.
Nangong Rongguang reached out and grabbed her hand, his eyes were red and tender: "If, if I let go... I won't be alone."
"I know." The demon girl smiled, her eyes were a little sore, and she was afraid to blink.
Nangong Rongguang tightened his fingers and then loosened them one by one: "I'm leaving."
"Okay." The demon girl nodded.
The cold figure slowly blended into the bustling fireworks corridor. Girls in colorful gauze held handkerchiefs and waved their hands charmingly.
Nangong Rongguang walked in the middle, his straight back looking extremely out of place.
He walked very slowly, every step seemed to use up all his strength, and he was as lonely as the falling snow.
If this is the happiness you want.
So can I just let it go?
Even if it were that kind of outcome, it would be embarrassing and nothing could be saved.
It was me who did everything wrong from the beginning.
In so many years, he actually forgot who he really should care about...
At noon, Qu Mansion, ancient plum blossom viewing pavilion.
Mrs. Qu is wearing a plain long dress with a fur coat on the outside. A large lotus is embroidered on the coat with dark blue silk. She is noble, elegant and rich beyond words.
She held a purple jade tea cup in her hand, sipping the tea in the cup gracefully.
Qu Luo sat opposite her, twirling the tea cup in his palm with his fingers, his evil smile still on his face.
Mrs. Qu glanced at him before putting down the purple jade tea cup, and went straight to the topic: "What do you think of the young lady from that family last time?"
"Last time?" Qu Luo raised a nice eyebrow and said with a devilish smile, "It's okay. But I don't like it at all."
After hearing this, Mrs. Qu seemed to have nothing to do with Qu Luo: "Even if you don't marry a real wife, you should have someone by your side to take care of you, not to mention..."
Just as she was talking, someone suddenly came in and said something in Mrs. Qu's ear. Mrs. Qu's eyebrows frowned more and more, and she said lightly to the person: "I know, I'll do it right now."
past."
Mrs. Qu walked in a hurry, Qu Luo lazily leaned back on the wooden chair, legs slightly crossed, and pulled one of the maids: "What happened?"
The maid's face was reddish and she lowered her eyes: "I'm telling you, young master, it's my cousin who pushed for the engagement with Nangong Yuan."
"Pushed the engagement?" Qu Luo's narrow eyes tightened, but there was a calm smile on his face: "The relationship between the two of them is not very good, how could such a thing happen all of a sudden?"
The maid looked around and then whispered: "I heard that the original marriage contract was just that the cousin entered the palace alone to ask for it from the late emperor. Only Mrs. Su was present, and Young Master Nangong didn't know about it. Only then did Young Master Nangong
I know, and there were a lot of things going on in the capital some time ago, the young master over at Nangongyuan didn’t say much. But judging from the marriage grant, it seems that young master Nangong is not willing to show off to the young lady. He has always had a thought in his heart.
Very important person..."
Qu Luo listened quietly, his hands hidden under his long sleeves slowly clenched, as if he was worried about something...