The cold emperor's lovely concubine

Chapter 671 Marriage 2
Every time she thinks of this, Feng Xiaojiu can only sigh.

In this world, how many lovers can finally get married! ?

Thinking of this, Feng Xiaojiu couldn't help but see the figure of Duguming in Feng Xiaojiu's mind.

I didn't think of it before, but since I came here, Dugu Ming's figure will appear in my mind every moment.

He who is indifferent, who is cold, who is annoyed, who is ruthless, who is gentle, who can laugh...

She misses every one of them so much.

I really don't know if she will see Duguming again in this life.

Maybe, we will never see each other again...

Whenever thinking of this, Feng Xiaojiu felt very uncomfortable.

It was as if there was a big rock weighing heavily on her heart, almost making her breathless.

Dugu Ming, what are you doing now! ?Are you ok! ?You, do you miss me! ?

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That night!

There are no stars and no moon tonight, and the dark clouds are overwhelming, accompanied by bursts of thunder and lightning, showing that a storm is coming.

Although the weather was bad tonight, it didn't affect everyone's mood at all.

Those who make trouble in the bridal chamber continue to make trouble in the bridal chamber, those who drink continue to drink, and those who worship the moon are almost crazy.

Because, Baiyuejiao has not held such a happy event for a long time.

Everyone is in a very happy mood, except for one person!

There was a commotion in the bridal chamber, but Liu Rufeng didn't go to the bedside to lift the bride's head.

At this moment, he was just sitting quietly at the table, holding the wine jug in one hand, drinking one cup after another.

Looking at the red candles and happy words all around, the red gauze stretched out, the bride with a phoenix crown and a xiapei sitting on the bed...

All of this, in fact, Liu Rufeng has imagined it thousands of times in his mind.

He once imagined that one day, he would marry the woman he loves, and on their wedding night, he would gently lift her red head cover, drink a cup of wine together, and then have children together, and spend the rest of his life happily .

But now, all the scenes are so familiar, but the person is not the one I love...

Thinking of this, Liu Rufeng's heart convulsed violently, it was very painful, as if someone was pinching his heart...

why! ?

God was so cruel to him! ?
Why did my beloved Jiu'er become like this! ?

It doesn't matter if she forgets herself, he will let her ring him slowly.

Although he felt sad that she was pregnant with another man's child, as long as it was her child, he would definitely use all of himself to take good care of the two of them.

But now...

On the wedding night, the bride is not her...

Now that he is married to another woman, what right does he have to love her! ?
Thinking of this, Liu Rufeng's heart ached like numbness, and he almost couldn't breathe.

There was spirits in hand, glass after glass.

Perhaps, only when he is drunk can he forget all his troubles, numb himself, and make his heart no longer hurt so much...

So, at the end of the drink, Liu Rufeng was really drunk.

With a sound of 'Peng', Liu Rufeng lay down on the table.

The wine glass in his hand was also poured on the table.

The wine in the wine glass also spilled all over the table.

Immediately, the room was filled with the aroma of wine.

Accompanied by a silent gasp.

Du Wanwan slowly lifted the red hijab on her head, and looked at the obviously drunk man lying on the table.

Looking at the handsome face of the man under the candlelight.

(End of this chapter)