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

Chapter 485 Goodbye, Love Is Hard (1)
Mo Wushuang smiled and shook his head, grabbed Ye Haotian's hand, and put the porcelain bottle into his hand, "This is the antidote, you take it to him, and treat it as a small gift for his wedding."

Ye Haotian found the antidote and didn't say anything. He left, and Mo Wushuang followed suit. He stopped, looked back at Mo Wushuang, hesitant to speak, but Mo Wushuang smiled, making him swallow what he wanted to say again. go down.

Mo Wushuang was walking among the mountain streams, thinking of his resolute turning around and galloping away, she knew that they would never be destined again.

She said that she would not be Feng Yurong's side concubine, and now that he has a candidate for the main concubine, it is time for her to leave.

The three returned to the inn silently all the way, and Ye Haotian remembered what Feng Yurong had entrusted to him.

"Wushuang, you wait for me here, Feng Yurong has something for you," Ye Haotian turned and went to the inn, and hurried down after only a moment, and handed the sword to Mo Wu's hands panting.

She could tell at a glance that this sword was Feng Yurong's personal sword.

"Does he have anything to say to me?" Mo Wushuang took the sword and raised his eyes and asked.

Ye Haotian couldn't bear to look at her disappointed eyes, and shook his head slightly.

"Well, I understand," Mo Wushuang took his saber and turned away silently, after a while.Long Mei and Ye Haotian heard the sound of horseshoes whizzing away below.

Mo Wushuang rode his horse in the direction where Feng Yurong left, and she and he left one after another, but after an hour, Mo Wushuang chased for a whole day, and didn't see Feng Yurong until the dusk fell. Xiangbi stopped next to a post station.

"My father is already a day ahead of us, and we should be able to reach the capital tomorrow," Xue Lian sat at the octagonal table and poured water to drink. It's as sweet as honey. She was on the horseback all day, and the wind picked up his moss brushed against her cheek several times. Now thinking about it, she still feels her face is hot.

Feng Yurong drank a cup of tea, looked up at the flushed Snow Lotus and said, "If you are sick, hold on, and you will be able to return to Beijing immediately."

Xue Lian lowered her head and held the teacup and hummed softly, then realized that he had misunderstood, and hurriedly said, "I'm not sick, it's just...it's just that the room is a little hot."

Feng Yurong watched Xuelian's face turn red from the ears to her neck, staring at the tea with frowning eyes, leaned in and sniffed it, and didn't ask any questions, but Xuelian wanted a love potion, just like the last time she broke into the tea. Mo Wushuang who entered his ice pool.

He just approached Xuelian, trying to seal her acupuncture points, when the door was pushed open with a creak.

Covered in the cold, Mo Wushuang opened the door and came in. Seeing Feng Yurong standing in front of the half-dressed Princess Xuelian, he asked coldly, "The wedding is not yet here, so I can't wait."

Feng Yurong sealed Xuelian's acupuncture points without explaining.

Mo Wushuang placed the saber heavily on the octagonal table with a snap, and all the teapots and cups on the shaking table fell to the ground and shattered.

"Heh, these teapots and teacups are just my firecrackers for you in advance, no need to thank you," she said, and turned to leave, her mind was full of Xuelian's half-undressed clothes and white and bare shoulders.

Feng Yurong didn't have time to think about it, leaving behind Xuelian whose acupuncture points had been tapped, and chased after her.

"Wushuang, it's not what you see," Feng Yurong hugged Mo Wushuang who was about to hit the horse and leave, his hands clenched into fists, desperately suppressing the thought of taking her away.

(End of this chapter)