"I have something to tell you." She didn't expect that her voice would be so dry as soon as she opened her mouth.
Feng Lianyi looked at her face carefully, and the glimmer of hope he had in his heart was completely crushed when she opened her mouth.
"What words?" he asked calmly.
She removed her hand from the information, walked to the desk and sat down, supporting her chin with one hand, and said lightly: "I didn't know that I was so great before, that I could sacrifice everything to save Nanyi Country. I feel that I have always been
He is a selfish and cold-blooded person, and doing this seems like betraying himself, what do you think?"
"I……"
"sorry."
Before he could say anything, she had already thrown out these three words, like a thick wall, blocking him, preventing him from getting through.
Feng Lianyi raised her head blankly. There were so many piles of books blocking her, and her expression could not be seen at all.
At that moment, his heart was as blank as his mind, without any feeling.
He knew that this was not numbness, but something else.
After listening to her words, he turned around and left without expressing any opinions. When he opened the door and walked into the yard, he felt the overwhelming pain in his heart.
His vision blurred for a while, and when he walked down the stairs, he almost tripped and fell.
Like a whirlwind, Asare rushed up to support him and asked with a smile: "Why is your majesty so distracted? Our king didn't do anything bad to you, right?"
They had already tacitly understood the matter between Huang Beiyue and Feng Lianyi. Since Wang liked it, they could only support it to the end.
Therefore, Asare's face was full of teasing smiles at this moment.
Feng Lianyi lowered his head in confusion, glanced at him, and said with a faint smile: "Her love is a sharp sword. The moment you fall in love with her, you should be prepared to be stabbed and killed at any time."
After saying that, he pushed Asare away and left quickly.
"A sharp sword?" Monk Zhanger was confused. Asare scratched his head and thought for a long time but couldn't figure it out. He had no choice but to walk into the study.
"King?" Asare walked to the desk and saw Huang Beiyue sitting motionless on the chair. His heart skipped a beat. He was about to ask, but saw her suddenly raise her head, her expression normal.
"What's wrong?"
"I just saw King Shura going out, and he seemed to be greatly stimulated. I didn't expect that King Shura, who has always been calm and unhurried, would show such an expression."
Huang Beiyue glanced at him lightly and said, "I feel that as a woman, I am really ashamed in front of you."
"Why?" Asare asked puzzledly.
"Your powerful heart of gossip makes me feel ashamed."
Asare looked stunned, laughed, and said: "Wang Zhen, you can't be so jealous of me even if you don't have something yourself!"
Huang Beiyue burst out laughing and lowered her head. No one saw the sadness hidden under her smiling eyes.
The next three days passed uneventfully, and in the blink of an eye it was Princess Beiyue's wedding.
In the early morning of this day, the streets of Linhuai City were packed with people. Festive music began to play before dawn. Every household opened its door. The streets were lined with red silk flowers. The royal road was paved with red carpets, from the Princess's Mansion to the other side.
Outside the castle of the Bugir family.
Shili Hongzhuang, grand wedding!
The eldest princess's mansion was very busy early in the morning. Compared with the bustle here, Suoyue Tower was much deserted.
