Ugly Beauty: The Second Miss Waste

Chapter 896 You Are Not Married

Although Mu Wanxiang lived in Anle Hall for a long time and didn't go out very often, she also knew what Yan Xiuyun had done.

Royal study room Cheng Huan.
In the palace, people are allowed to wear white clothes in order to keep their filial piety.

But if you intend to keep your filial piety, how can you do such a thing.

Not long after his parents passed away, they deliberately seduced Murong Chengkang.

Until now, it is still the case.

Wearing white clothes every day, but all kinds of confusion at night.

Mu Wanxiang only felt that something had changed, maybe she had never known Yan Xiuyun at all.

It wasn't until she saw Yan Xiuyun's appearance after she went out that she knew it in her heart.

Yan Xiuyun was dressed in plain white clothes, her face was cold and unkind.

Her walking steps, facial expression and demeanor are simply a replica of her.

Mu Wanxiang saw Yan Xiuyun in the imperial garden, she was surrounded by a group of concubines, but her expression was indifferent, as if she couldn't listen to anything.

Mu Wanxiang did not go to look for her, nor did she let Yan Xiuyun see her.

She still couldn't believe that Yan Xiuyun would be so crazy.

To imitate her every move, abandoning her original appearance.

Then, how should the two face each other in the future?
Think about it, there are still three days before what she planned.

Mu Wanxiang decided to leave the palace after three days and never see these people again.

Three days later, Mu Wanxiang arranged everything, with a bit of anxiety on her face, and even more nervousness in her heart.

She told Mu Chen that today's big wedding was just to attract Mu Chen.

It's just that she doesn't know if Mu Chen will come, as long as he comes, she will definitely feel his breath.

Mu Wanxiang was standing by the lake, looking at the reflection in the lake, the lake water stirred up countless ripples.

She counted the time silently, not feeling everything around her all the time.

From dawn to dusk, from the lakeside to the gate, for a whole day, he didn't feel any aura related to Mu Chen.

Mu Wanxiang smiled self-deprecatingly, as expected she shouldn't have hope.

Even if Mu Chen came, I'm afraid he wouldn't see her, he would just observe everything secretly in the dark.

Mu Wanxiang went back to Anle Hall for dinner, then lay down on the couch, closed her eyes, and didn't care about anything.

She didn't know how long she had slept, but her drowsy mind suddenly woke up.

Mu Wanxiang directly used her spiritual power and left the room in an instant.

The Shangyuan was pitch-black, only the house had a few lights.

Mu Wanxiang stepped into the room, but did not see the expected figure.

She was wearing a bright red wedding dress, and she was as hot as fire.

The entire room was covered with a layer of slightly eerie flower petals, the red petals almost covering the big bed.

The bed is surrounded by red gauze as thin as a cicada's wings, erratic, swaying from side to side.

Mu Wanxiang sat on the bed, her rouge-colored lips were extremely coquettish.

She smiled lightly, her eyes were shining brightly, and the flowers on her forehead added a bit of charm.

Outside the window, the sparse shadows slanted horizontally, and the black shadows moved slightly.

"Since you're here, let's come in and talk." The female voice was clear and mellow, with infinite tenderness, lingering in your ears.

Mu Chen stepped into the room, seeing Mu Wanxiang like that, his eyes changed slightly.

"You're not married?" he asked, without the slightest emotion.

"Married? With you?" Mu Wanxiang raised her eyebrows and asked, looking at Mu Chen innocently.

Mu Chen's face darkened, and he said displeasedly: "If you are fine, then I will leave."

He walked away, but Mu Wanxiang didn't hold back, but just watched him go.

Suddenly, the room seemed to have changed a lot, and the walls on all sides closed together.

(End of this chapter)