Madame is as charming as a flower

Chapter 977 Mu is not a good man. 7
Even after many years, Fu Yueying could recall that scene all at once.

The peach blossoms in Taoyuan Forest are in full bloom, covering the thousands of scenery inside. Beside the stone table, the young man in white is sitting sideways, his thin cheeks outline a gentle arc, his thin lips are slightly pursed, and a piece of wood is being carved in his hand.

Look too focused.

When she saw the young man's side face, she immediately fell in love with him, but she never thought that the small wooden statue in his hand could already be seen, Fu Yueying recognized who it was at a glance.

It looks like Fu Yuejun.

At that time, I was so curious, Fu Yuejun had never seen this young man, but why did this young man carve a small portrait of her?

Curiosity is jealousy.

It's just that Fu Yuejun is her younger sister after all. After she went back, she tried everything to make sure that Fu Yuejun didn't know this young man, but why did that young man know her?

This incident became a small knot in her heart.

However, this does not prevent her from falling in love with Yun Xiao.

Later, she wanted to ask her father to go to his house to discuss marriage, but she didn't expect that, not long after, it was reported that someone from the Lu family led the coalition army into the Old Summer Palace to plunder rare treasures, and even wrote anti-poetry.

The Empress Dowager issued an edict: the whole family of the Lu family was executed.

And the executor is the Fucha family.

At that time, I thought that there was no one alive in the Lu family, but who knew that when I saw that young man in the General's Mansion, she never had any resentment at that time, and she was so happy that she felt some urge to run towards him, fall into his arms, and tiptoe tiptoe to kiss him.

Tell him she's been waiting for him for a long time.

But at that time, she was a dignified and elegant lady in front of everyone, so she had to be more reserved. Even though she was extremely happy in her heart, she could only walk up to him with small steps.

I want to ask him how he has been all these years.

However, the young man only had Fu Yuejun in his eyes.

At that time, she didn't care about it, she just thought that as long as he could live, it would be fine. Later, Fu Yuejun got engaged, and the two of them never avoided suspicion. They got along very well, and she also felt that it was nothing.

As long as she can persist, he is hers.

She hid her thoughts in her heart for many years, but now, facing Fu Yuejun's cynicism, she couldn't bear it no matter how good her temper was.

"So Xiaojiu, you already have Young Marshal Jin, and it's impossible to be with him anymore, please stay away from him." The girl's voice was hoarse, and at the end of the voice, there was already a pleading.

Fu Yuejun stared at her for a while, why did he sigh softly: "Seventh sister, this kind of thing is not the reason for letting go, but because he doesn't belong to you in the first place, why do you have to force it?"

She said deeply: "You have to know that sometimes there must be something in life, and there is no time in life, so don't force it."

There are some things in the world that are predestined long ago. Some people should die alone. Yun Xiao doesn't belong to her, Fu Yuejun, and she can't belong to Yun Xiao. So what if others insist?

It's just asking for trouble.

"But I can't bear it." Fu Yueying had tears in her eyes. She always believed that as long as she treated him sincerely, one day he would change his mind and their hearts would be together.

But she forgot one thing, some people don't belong to you by nature, even if the Milky Way dries up, they can't be yours.

Fu Yuejun raised his eyes and glanced at Fu Yueying, and smiled mockingly: "A person as smart as Seventh Sister, don't they understand that forcing others to make things difficult will only backfire?"

She, Fu Yueying, has an exquisite heart, if she doesn't even understand this truth, she won't believe it.

However, people trapped in emotional disorders have always been difficult to save themselves.

(End of this chapter)