Wang Ye's divorce letter, please accept it

Chapter 264 Who Is This Person? 1
Sima Fengji tied her hair in person.

Ye Yao looked at the reflection in the bronze mirror, and found that such a complicated bun could be easily tied by him.

"What eyebrows are you drawing today?" Sima Fengji looked down at her.

"What do you say looks good?" Ye Yao raised her face and asked him.

Sima Fengji smiled lightly, lifted her small face, and gently drew her eyebrows. He just traced her eyebrow shape and lightly painted a few strokes to make the eyebrows appear thicker.

"Is this the joy of Thrushcross's boudoir?" Ye Yao couldn't help but sigh with emotion.

"Is there such a thing as boudoir joy?" His voice was somewhat ambiguous.

Looking at this small face, he couldn't help but bowed his head and kissed her lips.

Ye Yao immediately fled from his breath, "If you delay like this, it will be noon."

The bright sunlight came in through the window, and the rays of light shone with dazzling halos, leaving shadows on everything in the house, and also created a silhouette for the two of them.

One room is sweet, one room is warm.

Sima Fengji couldn't let go, so he had no choice but to let her go.

He picked out a few pieces of jewelry from the jewelry box at the side, and a few pearl hairpins adorned her black hair.

Seeing that he picked another bu Yao with tassels, Ye Yao immediately shook his head, "Is that enough?"

"Just bring this one." Sima Fengji softly coaxed her, and gently pinned it in her hair.

He knew that little things never liked these overly heavy jewelry, and tried to pick some gorgeous but light jewelry, but this was still too heavy for Ye Yao.

She looked into the bronze mirror and felt like she was like a jewelry rack, a small moving vault.

"Who are we going to meet? Why are you dressed so formally?" Ye Yao asked tentatively.

Sima Fengji showed a slight smile, "It's natural to be more formal when we meet for the first time."

Ye Yao's heart was filled with fog, but he just wanted to whet her appetite, and he still didn't tell her frankly that it was accurate.If not, every time he mentions it, he seems to change his appearance, as if he is in endless sorrow, she must ask for an answer.

Ye Yao looked at himself in the bronze mirror. Dressed up like this, he looked at least three years older than before, and he felt a bit more dignified.

This formal feeling made her feel a little nervous uncontrollably.

"Let's go." Sima Fengji held her and walked out.

Ye Yao had never put so many things on her hair before. When Sima Fengji helped her into the carriage, she secretly tucked the most gorgeous bangs and hid them in her sleeves, and immediately felt that her neck felt much more comfortable.

The carriage wobbled towards the front, Ye Yao lifted the curtain, and suddenly found that the direction of the carriage was actually the direction of the palace.

The person you want to meet is in the palace?

Along the way, Sima Fengji didn't say a word, his eyes were deep, as if he was buried in a certain memory, unable to extricate himself.

"Ji'er, live on! You must live on!"

"Mother! I don't want to leave you!"

She was covered in blood, and there was a lot of reluctance in her eyes, but she still hit him hard, "Ji'er, don't come back, listen to your mother, never come back!"

The sudden feeling of falling lightened his body, and he desperately wanted to grab the hem of her clothes, but he saw the hem of her clothes flying, as if she was about to become a fairy in the next moment.

But also farther and farther away from him.

Mother should know where the Wuji Palace is, and also know that he will definitely be rescued by the people of the Wuji Palace.But he couldn't listen to her words, he couldn't stay in the Promise Palace for the rest of his life!

He can't lose his mother!
Ye Yao looked at Sima Fengji's appearance, his heart seemed to be strangled by someone, and he couldn't breathe. At this time, he seemed to have isolated himself, and no one could approach him.

She doesn't like this feeling, because her heart hurts, it hurts so much.

"Ji Lang." She called softly.

Sima Fengji came back to his senses, looked at her, saw her frowning, felt distressed at once, and then hugged her in his arms with her small body.

"Hold me tight." Ye Yao whispered to him.

He followed her hand and tightened his strength.

In his arms, with his soft little body, the chill in his heart was dispelled little by little. Even though everything in the past made his heart cry, even though it would tear his heart apart every time he recalled it, with her, it was like going to heaven. God gave him a good medicine.

"Can I live in your heart?"

"You already live in my heart." Sima Fengji replied with a smile, looked at her bright and charming face, and asked her with a smile: "Why do you ask such a stupid question?"

"You can't do this, give me a place in your heart, and then leave me there."

The corners of Sima Fengji's lips twitched slightly, and only now did he realize that his reaction must have scared her a little bit, so he kissed her lightly, "Why would I leave you alone?"

Ye Yao raised her body and kissed him.

She lingered between his lips and teeth, lingering, gradually exploring deeply.

Those lips were soft and waxy, and the breath was even more irresistibly sweet. He rubbed her small body, which was tense.

"Little thing, if you keep kissing like this, I will lose control."

Looking at his appearance, Ye Yao breathed a little faster than before, and suddenly smiled, "I just like seeing you like this."

"I'll let you see enough tonight." He hugged her body and sat on his body with her in his arms.

"Don't make trouble, your clothes are all messed up." Ye Yao fled to the side in a panic.

"It's good to know." Sima Fengji put his arms around her small body, and didn't make things difficult for her anymore.

The speed of the carriage suddenly slowed down. Ye Yao raised her hand to lift the curtain and found that the carriage had already entered the palace gate. She immediately straightened up and looked out the window, thinking to herself: Sure enough, she is entering the palace!

What surprised Ye Yao even more was that the carriage went straight to the Queen Mother's bedroom.

"Here we are." Sima Fengji whispered to her, turned over and got off the carriage.

Ye Yao held his hand, got out of the carriage, stood beside him, and saw a woman dressed as a court lady in front of the palace gate, who looked about 40 or [-] years old, with a serious and respectful expression.

"See His Highness Prince Liu." The palace man came forward and saluted Sima Fengji.

"Exemption." Sima Fengji asked the man, "Is everything arranged?"

"His Royal Highness Liu, please." The man nodded immediately, leading the way ahead.

In Ye Yao's heart, he was scratching his heart and lungs. Although he knew that he would see that person soon, the feeling before this was even more indescribable.

Sima Fengji seemed to see her discomfort, held her hand, and smiled faintly at her.

She held his hand instead, clasped his fingers tightly, and followed his footsteps.

(End of this chapter)