Feminine world Feng Qingcheng

Chapter 20
"Cousin?" It turned out that she and him were blocked by his cousin a long time ago.

Xiao Yanchu only felt that her head was blank, and the bitterness spread to her heart. The feeling was more bitter than ever before and made her powerless, so she could only stare at him blankly.

"I'm sorry..." Seeing her pale face, Mo Zicheng's eyes were cold, and even his tone was cold enough to make one's heart chill.

My heart suddenly seemed to be relieved, and I suddenly got a gasp

Nine years is a long time, Xiao Yanchu has been with him for nine years.

They are the same person, he knows what he wants too well, so he doesn't like Xiao Yanchu's forced company all the time, they both love themselves too much, not to mention she is his cousin, he can allow her to be courteous to him He didn't refuse, and even spread their affairs to the outside world, but it didn't mean that he was about to fall in love with his cousin.

But he couldn't deny that he was once moved by Xiao Yanchu.

Although it was only for a moment.

"I'm sorry, are you..." Xiao Yanchu muttered, his body swayed slightly, his face was full of sadness.

sorry?Just an sorry?

She remembered that she had told him that he would still love him even when he was married.The sneer at the corner of his mouth was so dazzling.

Suddenly, I felt that the strength in my whole body was drained, and it was extremely pitiful for a moment.He asked dryly, "Did you fall in love with her?"

She is naturally Yin Qing.

Suddenly, a face as gentle as jade appeared in my mind.

For a moment, he heard his voice without the slightest emotion mixed with a cold voice, "No."

Who must he like?He is alone, he can live well without anyone, he is happy alone, but suddenly he feels that the title of king is so heavy that he can't lift his head.

"Zicheng..."

"Aren't cousin going to accompany brother-in-law?"

He interrupted her, still playing with the jade flute with his right hand, without raising his eyes, staring at the jade flute in his hand, wondering what he was thinking.

yes!She has a husband.

"No!" Xiao Yanchu stiffened his body, not knowing how to react.Is he really that ruthless?It felt like someone had stabbed thousands of knives in my heart.

After all, he still said that for so many years, he had been so indifferent to her, and he seemed to have never heard of what she said or did.

In fact, she knew it in her heart, she was always deceiving herself, she never walked into his heart.

Mo Zicheng's clear eyes glanced at her, his blue shirt fluttered, and he turned and walked towards the vermilion lacquer gate of the courtyard.

"boom"

"Zicheng, I..."

Xiao Yanchu hugged Mo Zicheng's thin body tightly, hesitant to speak, he could only squeeze his hands tightly in distress, not to let him break free.

Mo Zicheng's face became even colder, and his eyes looked coldly ahead.

It's still so beautiful here, and still so quiet.He was so quiet that he could hear the discussions of those servants hiding in the dark ahead, their voices were mixed with sarcasm and disdain.

"Let go!" He clearly felt Xiao Yanchu's body clinging to him and froze with his words, bitingly cold
For a moment, I didn't know what to say.

"you……"

There was an angry hoarse voice, and then Xiao Yanchu's hand that was still fixed on Mo Zicheng was pulled away.

What came into view was Yinshuang with an angry face and Yinqing who was smiling more and more gently in the distance.

Mo Zicheng looked at Xiao Yanchu leaning against Yinshuang's arms with cold eyes, watched her explain to Yinshuang with cold eyes, looked at Yinshuang's eyes as if they were about to breathe fire, and then swept the red snake whip in his hand towards him.

"Snapped"

"hiss"

"Fourth Sister!" The white clothes fluttered, and then Yinshuang's exclamation was heard, and Yinqing stood in front of Mo Zicheng, and took Yinshuang's whip forcibly.

The pain from the back made Yin Qing frown slightly, her soft eyes looked deeply into Mo Zicheng's eyes, and she saw the flash of surprise in his eyes.

Mo Zicheng obviously hasn't recovered yet, he just froze there, his thin lips parted slightly but he couldn't make any sound.

"Fourth sister, what's the matter?" Yinshuang was stunned for a few seconds, and hurried forward to check Yinqing's wound.

That whip was done with full strength, so he naturally knew how much damage it would cause.

Yin Qing's bright eyes flashed slightly, and she said with a laugh at Yinshuang: "Eighth Brother's whip is really ruthless, fortunately Fourth Sister is rough-skinned and thick-skinned."

Rough skin and thick flesh?This person, who is clearly in pain, still wants to comfort the Eighth Prince.

Mo Zicheng took a complicated look at the chime, put the jade flute into his wide sleeves, and reached out to support her.

Yin Qing's forehead was dripping with sweat, his cheeks were pale, and he looked like a sick child.

"It's called the doctor, no, it's called the imperial doctor." Seeing the gentle fourth sister leaning on someone else's arms, looking so weak that she was about to faint, Yinshuang panicked a little.

The hand holding the long whip couldn't help but tighten.It's all the blame on Mo Zicheng, if it wasn't for him, he wouldn't have caused such a big fire to hurt his sister!
Yin Qing leaned against Mo Zicheng, looking quite weak.Pursing her lips, she said slightly, "No, let's go back home."

(End of this chapter)