Xin mogo looked, his face slightly changed, walked over step by step, bent down and grabbed Feng Yu's wrist, pulled up the lying Feng Yu, looked at Feng Yu's cold expression and said angrily, "I don't promise, are you so unhappy?"

"I'm not happy. The son of the world cares so much?" Tit for tat, Feng Yu looked at Xin mogo's eyes, and the coldness on her face was even worse.

"You..." Xin mogo was angry, and the hand clasping Feng Yu's wrist unconsciously tightened inch by inch.

Feng Yu was in pain. Her other hand broke Xin mogo's hand, "let go of me."

Xin mogo kept looking at Feng Yu with an expressionless face.

Feng Yu broke it several times in a row, but she couldn't open it. She suddenly turned away from looking at Xin mogo. If he likes to drag, let him drag it.

Seeing this, Xin mogo became more and more angry. The hand that didn't clasp Feng Yu's wrist clasped Feng Yu's jaw, so that Feng Yu had to turn back and face him again. Looking at Feng Yu's eyes, he said word by word: "Yu Chen only has one word, you can let it go. I'd like to ask, am I important to you or is that important to you? Did you ever think about me when you promised him? If you really think about it, what do you think? "

To this day, he even asks how important he is to her. Doesn't he know?

For Yu Chen, she has always only regarded him as a friend. Yu Chen came to beg her like this. She knows that he must have no way to choose to do so.

And she promised him only to repay him a favor. Her anger and her unhappiness are not related to whether he would let Cang Yueyu out of the city from beginning to end, but because he deliberately avoided her and left her alone. She has been waiting for now from the afternoon and from anxiety to disappointment. For a time, Feng Yu was also angry. After making several efforts, she still couldn't get rid of Xin mogo's bondage, staring at Xin mogo in front of her and biting her lips. If he really thinks so, she really has nothing to say.

"Why do you have to be so angry with me?"

Four eyes were opposite. Suddenly, Xin mogo loosened Feng Yu with force, and his head didn't turn back.

With the power of Xin mogo, Feng Yu almost fell. At a glance, there was a circle of bruises on her wrist and a burst of pain in her jaw. She didn't stop Xin mogo from leaving.

Outside, the rain hasn't stopped yet. There are drizzles and cold wind.

There was a small independent study in the yard. After simego left the room, he went to the study alone and stayed in the study all night.

Feng Yu tossed and turned until she fell asleep at dawn. The door had not been closed all night, and the candles on the table had already been blown out by the cold wind pouring into the room.

For the next two days, xinmogo also didn't go back to his room. He either dealt with things, or went to cangyueli at the invitation of cangyueli, or directly went back to the small study in the yard. He didn't see Fengyu again, and even ignored everything about Fengyu.

Fengyu also didn't ask about Xin mogo, didn't ask about Xin mogo's whereabouts, and didn't mention cangyue Yu again.

Before long, the "cold war" between xinmogo and Fengyu was unknowingly spread in the house. Not to mention the ceremony between Wang and cangyue, even the vassal kings knew. Of course, people didn't know why xinmogo and Fengyu had a cold war. The disposal of Cang Yueyu was put on hold.

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