Concubine's elegance is peerless

Chapter 605

Ming Yuesheng sighed softly and said, "If you are worried about this, you might as well worry about whether Rong Xueyi will set up a formation here, and then trap us for ten days and half a month."

Qian Jue heard that she had completely wilted into an eggplant beaten by frost.

It's just that Ming Yuesheng guessed wrong this time, Rong Xueyi didn't set up a formation in the mountains this time, but let them leave smoothly, and everything went smoothly after that, Rong Xueyi didn't make things difficult for them anymore .

Ming Yuesheng couldn't help thinking, could it be that she has really changed her sex?

When this thought entered Ming Yuesheng's mind, he couldn't help but smiled wryly, it seems that he was really abused by Rong Xueyi these days, that's why he came up with such thoughts.

He also finds it funny in his heart that the century-old foundation of the Ming Dynasty is actually afraid of a little girl like Rong Xueyi!

If this matter gets out, the Ming family's face may really be lost.

Capital City, Xinwang Mansion.

Mo Yan is sitting in the Jianshui Pavilion in a daze at this time, all the furnishings here are still the same as Rong Xueyi left three years ago, and everything inside has not been touched.

Even the hairpin that Rong Xueyi put on the table when she left was still in its original position, and the needles and threads on the shelf were also in the previous position. Rong Xueyi went out to look for Mo Yan after she finished embroidering her purse, and then saw Mo Yan The scene of bringing in with Mo Yanluo, and then Rong Xueyi didn't touch the needlework again, so the needlework on it still kept its original appearance.

After three years, the originally clean embroidery frame is already old. Even if the house is cleaned every day, it can't stop the trend of the embroidery frame getting old. Even the embroidery needles on it are already stained.

Mo Yan's hand gently caressed the embroidery frame, and for a moment he didn't know what it was like, but after three years, he could still imagine her sitting here embroidering his purse.

She is not good at female celebrities, if she didn't have a deep affection for him, how could she embroider a purse for him?

In the past three years, he has regretted his original decision. If he knew that driving her away from him back then would have ended like that, then he would never let go even if he died.

He looked down at the purse in his hand, the pink piglet on it was caressed by him all the year round, the pink silk thread had already frayed and looked a little frizzy.

Mo Yan's eyes were extremely gentle, and he gently closed his eyes and leaned on the small couch that Rong Xueyi used to lean on. Up to now, he still can't accept the fact that she is dead, and he always feels that one day when he turns around, You can see her, and she is standing under the flower stand with a smile, smiling at him.

It's just that he also knows that even if she is still alive, he hurt her so deeply back then, he is afraid that she will come back again.

If she was still alive, she should have grown up in three years.

Mo Yan couldn't help but think that she could already see the rudimentary form of a beauty three years ago, and now she must be an alluring beauty.

"My lord, it's time to take medicine!" Xia Zhi came over with a bowl of medicine.

Mo Yan frowned slightly. In the past three years, he had been drinking this extremely bitter medicine. Every time he drank it, he wanted to vomit, but even so, he took the medicine bowl and drank it in one gulp. clean.

There is no other reason, that is, he can't die now, and he can't die anyway before avenging Rong Xueyi.

Xia Zhi felt a little sad when he saw him, and he knew what Mo Yan was thinking.

(End of this chapter)