After a while, the corners of Luo Qing Chenâs lips curled to reveal a faint bitter smile, âYoung master Mo has already said this, what else can I say?â
âYour highness, rest well. This lowly servant will be heading to the Splendid Moon Hall to not keep miss Feng waiting.â He cupped his hands. His tone was still as humble as ever, but there was a bit of anxiety in it.
âI wonât send you off.â Luo Qing Chen narrowed her cold eyes before turning around, not willing to say anything else.
Wasnât it said that she would write a good story? Why wouldnât Mo Ye give her the chance?
Could it be that in this world a thousand years later, she was just a guest and she would have to watch how Mo Ye fell in love with Feng Ling Er?
She really didnât believe that a man who could give everything, a man who could bury his guilt deep in his heart.
Would actually betray her in another world......
Mo Ye was clearly stunned by this. He slightly knitted his brows as faint ripples appeared in his deep eyes.
Only he knew how his heart was strangely moved at this moment.
âThis lowly one is leaving.â
This was their first time meeting, but their parting words wereââ
âI wonât send you offâ and âthis lowly one is leavingâ.
Over the next half a month, they didnât see each other again. She heard that Feng Ling Er liked Mo Yeâs wine very much, so she often danced in her Splendid Moon Hall.
With the thin lace clothing, looking so enchanting.
There were rumours that gradually fell onto Luo Qing Chenâs ears and most of them were unpleasant.
For example, seeing Feng Ling Er dancing for the wine master Mo Ye. For example, they were already in a skin relationship.
But Luo Qing Chen knew that Mo Ye never stayed at the Splendid Moon Hall, not even once.
Although he frequently went there, his visits were always very short.
She knew this, but she didnât understand it.
She never went to see Feng Ling Er and Feng Ling Er never came to see her.
It was like she was filled with hostility.
But she kept telling herself, donât mind it, donât mind it, donât mind it.
Because of her fourteen years of lying there, her limbs were slow to react and she would feel tired after walking a few steps.
It was deep in the winter and it was snowing every day.
The maids were afraid that she would be cold, so they only let her out after wrapping her up in thick coats.
She liked sitting in the Drunken Dream Pavilion in the imperial gardens the most because this was the path that Mo Ye had to take to get to the Splendid Moon Hall.
When the sun set each day, Mo Ye would come out of the Splendid Moon Hall and pass through the imperial gardens.
With the faint sunlight sprinkling down on his face, it was that beautiful.
Luo Qing Chen would take a few more looks from the Drunken Dream Pavilion. When she saw this young face, she remembered how he looked when he died on that winter solstice.
When she thought of this, she told herself that she could persevere.n/o/vel/b//in dot c//om
If the heavens didnât give her a love at first sight, then she would do her best to make him fall in love with her.
That kind of excellent Luo Qing Chen......
Because she planned on using a âbackhandedâ plot. For exampleââ
There would be a âfaintingâ plot. Since her body was weak and on such a cold day, it wasnât strange if she fainted on the way back!
Everything had been prepared. She was wearing a plain white pleated skirt and holding a dark blue umbrella as she stood in the center of the imperial gardens.
She no longer needed the cane after half a month of hard work, but she still felt exhausted from standing for a long time.
The colourful sunset was halfway down when that young man in the black coat slowly walked towards her.
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