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

Chapter 511 Value and Not Value (2)

As long as Mo Wushuang cried in the room, he stood silently outside for as long.

Both of them knew of each other's existence, but they no longer knew what identity to use to meet each other.

Just like this, one person was watching the moonlight outside, and the other was sobbing softly in the room.

Long Mei went to her room to hold Mo Wushuang's face, opened the door, and saw Feng Yurong standing in the courtyard, she looked between Feng Yurong and Mo Wushuang's room several times, and finally left with a sigh.

Mo Wushuang waited for a long time, but he still didn't see Long Mei bringing her face, so he got up and put the wedding clothes on the table, walked to the door, and saw Feng Yurong still standing there.

They stared at each other silently for a long time, and Mo Wushuang lowered her eyes and asked, "Why don't you leave? It's cold and cold, and you're going to get married tomorrow."

Feng Yurong frowned slightly, is she driving him away?

"Wushuang," Feng Yurong dragged his heavy steps, and moved to her body step by step. He put his hands around her trembling shoulders, lifted her chin with his fingers, and saw her tears glowing coldly under the moonlight.

"Let's go, it's so late, if the concubine is taken away again, your plan will come to naught," Mo Wushuang gently brushed off his fingers, looking at the ancient trees with fallen leaves in the courtyard.

Her mood was the same as that old tree, something was slowly withering.

In her eyes, Feng Yurong could no longer see the smile of the past, she just let him hold her in her arms like a walking corpse.

"Wushuang," Feng Yurong hugged her tightly in his arms and refused to let go. Mo Wushuang seemed to have his soul taken away by someone, and he still stared at the moonlight in the courtyard with dull eyes.

"You go, tomorrow I will enter the mansion by myself through the side door, and I will live in the yard next to the cold pool. Please ask the prince to change the name of the nameless yard for me, and it will be called Hantan Courtyard," Mo Wushuang stretched the two people's arms apart Finally, he took a deep look at Feng Yurong, turned around and closed the door.

She leaned against the door, she didn't want to see Feng Yurong but couldn't help herself to search his every move inside.

Feng Yurong stood outside the door without knocking, he looked at the closed door, said nothing for a long time, and finally turned and left.

Mo Wushuang found out that when he left, she couldn't help but wanted to shed tears, but she bit her lips tightly to keep the tears from coming out.

Just now she even hoped that Feng Yurong could say some sweet words to deceive her, even though she knew Feng Yurong couldn't do it, as long as he said it, she would believe it.

But he didn't say anything.

From Sunset Station to Yuesheng Station, Feng Yurong didn't say anything, if she didn't go out, he wouldn't leave, even if she went out to meet him, Feng Yurong wouldn't say anything about each other, and finally just called her name twice, Then he left.

Mo Wushuang staggered to the table, looking at the glaring red wedding dress, unreasonable sadness rose from her heart, she knew that he loved her, but he couldn't give her a future that only belonged to her.

Long Mei waited until Feng Yurong left before pushing the door in with her head. Seeing her standing in front of the table and weeping silently, she finally put the ornaments on the table, turned around and went out again, giving Mo Wushuang a space to vent independently.

After Long Mei left, Mo Wushuang stood in front of the table and took off his clothes, then put on the dazzling red wedding dress one by one, and took the headgear and stuck it full of black hair in front of the bronze mirror.

Inside the palace.

Xue Lian's room was full of nuns helping her to dress up. Tomorrow is the prince's wedding. Tonight, the palace is brightly lit, but there are no birds at the gate of the palace.

(End of this chapter)