Daughter of the prosperous age: Don't pretend to be stupid

Chapter 483

Feng Yurong looked at the bright lights at the foot of the mountain, and said coolly, "If you don't mind me pretending to be Wushuang in my heart, then you don't have to doubt my promise to marry you."

Xuelian bit her lower lip, suppressing what she wanted to say.

"The mountain wind here is too cool, come with me," Feng Yurong turned around, letting the wind sway his clothes and feet without tidying up, but decided to leave.

Xuelian followed behind him, bouncing and laughing happily, tomorrow she will leave here with Feng Yurong and return to Beijing, and what awaits her is a grand wedding, which belongs only to her and Feng Yurong.

Ye Haotian was in the corridor on the second floor, watching Feng Yurong bring Xuelian closer and closer, he looked at Feng Yurong's raised eyes with a complicated expression.

In the depths of Feng Yurong's eyes, no trace of emotion could be seen under the darkness of night, and Ye Haotian's brows frowned even tighter.

Xue Lian was arranged in a room on the first floor near the ridge. She wanted to stay overnight, but he coldly rejected her "kindness".

Ye Haotian stood at the end of the corridor, watching Feng Yurong come up from the corner of the stairs, then quietly returned to his room, and slowly closed the door.

Another day has passed, and tomorrow is the day when Mo Wushuang leaves the mountain, and it is also the day when Feng Yurong leaves with Xuelian.

Ye Haotian stood there for a long time, but still walked down the stairs, went to the first floor, and knocked on Xuelian's room.

Xue Lian thought it was Feng Yurong who had gone and returned, and happily went to open the door.

"Come here," she asked with a disappointed look on her face when she saw who it was, "Master Ye is so late, I'm afraid it's not appropriate to come to my boudoir."

Just as Xuelian was about to close the door, Ye Haotian put his hands on the side of the door and said, "I just came to ask you a few words, and I will leave after I finish."

"Say."

Ye Haotian lowered his hand supporting the door, pondered for a moment and asked, "Does Feng Yurong want to take you back to Beijing?"

Xuelian groaned softly, unable to hide the joy on her face.

Ye Haotian looked at Xuelian's face flushed, frowned slightly, and asked after a while, "Going back to Beijing to get married?"

Xue Lian blushed again and nodded.

Sure enough, he guessed right, Feng Yurong wanted to marry Xuelian, and he was afraid that he would use Duke Xue's hand to save the precarious state of the Holy Majesty.

"Have you finished asking? I'm going to rest," Xuelian wanted to close the door again, but this time Ye Haoyun didn't stop her, but asked at the end of the door, "If he doesn't give you his heart, he won't give you his heart." His people, are you sure this is the happiness you want?"

".I don't mind.." After a while, Xuelian's faint voice came from the room.

Ye Haotian sighed heavily, turned around and left, since Feng Yurong had already made this decision, he would not look back.

After hearing the footsteps outside, Xue Lian leaned against the door and slumped, sat down on the ground, covered her face and wept softly, comforting herself, "I will definitely let him confide in his heart." Give me."

Ye Haotian stood at the stairs on the second floor, and was stopped by Feng Yurong.

The two stunning men looked at each other for a long time, Feng Yurong said first, "Before she leaves the mountain tomorrow, I will leave with Xuelian and give her the sword."

Feng Yurong put his hand between the two, Ye Haotian looked back and forth between Jian and Feng Yurong, and finally took the sword with a cold face.

"Wu Shuang will leave the mountain tomorrow, I won't tell her the truth, you can think about it on the way home," Ye Haotian left these words and went back to his room.

He didn't ask Feng Yurong why he suddenly made these decisions, because there are some things that are meaningless to ask. As long as a decision is made, the front is full of thorns or mountains of fire and will not turn back. There is really no one. significance.

(End of this chapter)