The concubine is enchanting: the favorite princess

Chapter 263 So She Knows It All
Feng Yao suddenly realized that he was not sad because he was hurt by Mo Li; instead, he felt that his heart was hurt, and he was even more sad.

Why didn't you grab him just now? Was it because your arm was injured?But I obviously still have one hand.

Why didn't he hold him when he kissed himself, and hold him with more passionate kisses?

Feng Yao knew that as long as he was a little more enthusiastic, he would not leave.Because as long as he is with himself, he will be inexplicably lost.

Feng Yao knew even better that for a person as deep as Mo Li, he suppressed all his emotions and released such deep eyes because he was sad.But he also once opened his heart so wide that he let himself lose him to his heart's content.

Everything, just because he is willing, he wants to protect.But now, because of reasons that he didn't want to say, and couldn't say, because he was worried about too much involvement, he closed the door of his heart.

I don't know how long I lay there with tears, Feng Yao finally fell asleep.In the dream, it was still the frozen lake. On one side of the lake was a forest full of plum blossoms, and on the other side was the rockery.Suddenly Feng Yao saw the corner of the clothes floating behind the rockery.

Feng Yao smiled and walked onto the lake.The thin ice on the lake "clicked" under Feng Yao's feet.But Feng Yao didn't run over as he did when he was a child, but retracted his feet, turned around and ran towards the opposite side around the lake bank.She won't make the same mistake a second time, but her mind of finding him in the past has not changed.

Walking lightly to the back of the rockery, Feng Yao suddenly jumped over and threw himself into Mo Li's arms.Mo Li in the dream seemed to be taken aback, but he still reached out and hugged Feng Yao into his arms.But the hug is not heavy, just gently encircling Feng Yao's slender waist with his arms.

Feng Yao in the dream raised his head, looked at Mo Li's overly beautiful pointed chin, and asked with a smile, "Since you are the one who led me here, why are you still so cold?"

In the dream, Mo Li made a question mark with his eyes, as if denying it.

"When you got up and turned to the rockery, you were clearly holding the hem of your clothes. The hem of the clothes was in your hands. How could it be such a coincidence that I just came over, and you let go of the hem of your clothes, letting the wind blow in front of me? ? You clearly did it on purpose, shaking your robe to let me notice your snow-white clothes, and then led me over."

After Feng Yao finished speaking, he buried his head on Moli's chest.Mo Li's big hands finally hugged Feng Yao tightly, and said with a smile, "Yao'er, you are really smart."

"Buli..." Feng Yao murmured, the only thing he heard was his own voice, and only then did he know that he was awake.

When I opened my eyes, I saw that the room was completely dark, with no lamps, only the moonlight shining in softly through the window paper.The winter nights in the north are bright, probably because there is too much snow outside the window to reflect the moonlight.

Feng Yao raised his uninjured right hand and touched his cheek, and found that the tears had long since dried up.Thinking about that dream again, the corners of his mouth curled up unconsciously.

Feng Yao knows, in fact, he has always understood why Mo Li appeared by the lake to play the piano in the first place, and why he turned up the corner of his clothes to let himself see him hiding behind the rockery.But for so many years, I have been deceiving myself, making myself believe that I fell into Moli's trap, was deceived by him, and was hurt by him.

But when he also hurt him today, Feng Yao dared to think about the past, thinking that he just wanted to catch such an irrelevant person so that he could lead him out of the palace gate.

Once, Fengyao wanted to find the most inconspicuous man and marry him; then let that man stay far away from him, and then the two would spend their lives comfortably and independently of each other.

But Fengyao found out in the end that after choosing Moli, he began to look forward to it a little bit, looking forward to the day of the big wedding, looking forward to a happy beginning with him after leaving the palace.

But it finally came to today, today, and now, why is it always a cycle of reciprocating when you hurt me or I hurt you?

That night after day, Feng Yao spent between falling asleep and waking up.I don't know if the interpretation of the dream was finished in the end, or Feng Yao himself was tired, too tired to recall anymore.Only then did I get up.

There was a big food box on the table, which was sent by Ziying.During this time, Ziying and Xueying would come over occasionally, bringing food and feeding Fengyao some water.But Feng Yao only said one word...tired, so he sent them away again.

Now that he got up by himself, Feng Yao found that his bones were soft.But the head is still clear, and the wound doesn't hurt.

There was a kettle by the bed, which was kept warm with a small jujube wood stove.Feng Yao picked it up and took a sip. It contained water boiled with brown sugar and jujube, which moistened the mouth.But after drinking it, he felt hungry in his stomach, Feng Yao took two breaths, and smelled the aroma of rice wafting from the food box.

Feng Yao pulled the cotton robe with one hand and put it on, then put on his boots, got off the bed and sat down at the table.The food box was very big. When I opened it, I found that it was double-layered, and the inside and outside were made of iron. There was some charcoal fire in the middle layer, so that when the lid was lifted, there would be hot air wafting out. Inside the food box were two warm bowls. porridge.

One bowl of porridge is red bean and glutinous rice, and the other is porridge with preserved egg and lean meat.One is sweet and the other is salty, probably because of Feng Yao's taste, I don't know which one she wants to drink, so I just prepared them all.

Feng Yao usually likes sweets, but now his taste is tasteless and his heart feels bitter, so he simply brought over the preserved egg and lean meat from that night, stirred it with a spoon, and ate it slowly.

The taste of the porridge is very light, almost can't taste too much saltiness, but Feng Yao eats it very comfortably, at least the stomach is warmed, and if the stomach is not empty, he will not feel flustered or uncomfortable.

After eating, Feng Yao went to the corner of the wall to wet the handkerchief and wiped his face and hands.Although only one hand can move, she does all these things smoothly.Feng Yao couldn't help smiling, it turned out that he, the eldest princess who grew up in the palace, could do such small things at will.

Just as she was thinking, the sound of opening the door sounded, followed by Xueying's soft voice: "Eldest princess, it's me."

"Well, come in. Clean up, I'll eat the porridge." Feng Yao agreed, then walked to the dressing table and sat down, combing his hair in front of the bronze mirror.

Xue Ying walked in quickly, didn't seem to expect Feng Yao to get up by herself, she looked quite energetic, after a little daze, she hurriedly walked behind Feng Yao, took the sandalwood comb in her hand, and combed Feng Yao's hair.

Feng Yao asked: "What happened these two days? Is third brother still busy?"

"It's all good, but there are still so many people." Xueying said, pinning Feng Yao's hair with a hairpin, it was a good idea.

Feng Yao looked in the mirror, quite satisfied, then pointed to the rouge in the makeup box and said, "Give me some rouge. It's the Chinese New Year, so we need to be more festive."

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