gold princess

"I don't regret it, you and I have known each other since we were young. Although we are not sisters, I think I treat you well. Why do you treat me like this? Do you have a good conscience?" Lou Yanran asked with a sarcastic tone.

Yun Buhui's eyes sank, "Third cousin has always had a mean heart, I really don't understand what you mean, it's cold, and Buhui doesn't feel well, so I won't be with my cousin."

After she finished speaking, she left with Bingyue.

Lou Yanran seeks trouble for no reason, she doesn't want to worry about it, and she doesn't like Lou Yanran's attitude, if she really has something to blame, there is no need to ask her to ask for it, she doesn't know what the crime is, but Lou Yanran is aggressive, it's really boring.

In Yun Buhui's view, it was just a farce.

Lou Yanran sneered, staring at Yun Buhui's fading figure, she murmured, "Yun Buhui, what doesn't belong to you, you can never take it away, forever."

Qiu Shuang said, "Miss, don't be sad, your body is important, it's cold, go back."

The days when the winter snow melts are the coldest.

The fragrance of plum blossoms was also washed away by the cold, Lou Yanran raised her head, the sky was sunny and white clouds, but her mood was gray.

Do you really want to accept your fate?

"Qiu Shuang, Master Shizi hasn't replied yet?"

"Not yet." Qiushuang replied timidly.

"Are you sure you handed over the letter to Shi Zi?" Lou Yanran asked in a deep voice, two days had passed, and Cheng Mubai hadn't replied. Didn't he see her letter?If I saw it, I would definitely call her back.

"Miss, when Qiu Shuang sent the letter to the palace, the prince said to send it in, so the maidservant handed the letter to Jingnan, and saw Jingnan send the letter with her own eyes, so the maidservant left with peace of mind." Qiushuang said.

Lou Yanran was depressed, she lost her mind and said to herself, "Since I saw it, why didn't you reply?"

Seeing her sad, Qiushuang couldn't help comforting her, "Miss, maybe the son is busy with other things, or maybe the son is not in good health and can't reply to the letter. You also know that his body is weak. The snow is melting these two days and the weather is very cold. Maybe he It's sick."

The grayness in Lou Yanran's eyes slowly lit up, and a smile appeared on her face, "Maybe, I hope he recovers soon."

Qiushuang bowed her head, not daring to speak any more.