Princess, be nice

Chapter 151

"Oh, I'd like to see, where did you find such a man!" Madam Fu sneered, grabbed her son and walked in, "Go, don't talk nonsense with them."

There was reluctance in Fu Zhuo's eyes, he really liked Feng Jinyue.

"Mother, I don't want to divorce." She hugged Fu's mother's arm, pleading.

Seeing that her son still wanted to get entangled with this whimsical woman, Fu's mother immediately pinched her waist and said, "Fu Zhuo, I'm willing to be mad at you. I promised you before to go to Feng's house to ask for marriage, because you knelt down For the sake of one day and one night, now people despise you for being dirty, and you still want to beg others?"

"If you dare to look for her again, there will be no mother like me in the future!"

After finishing speaking, Fu's mother left angrily, Fu Zhuo hesitated for a while, and looked at the position where Feng Jinyue and the others were standing just now, but found that there was no one there.

Feng Jinyue was expressionless, stiff and indifferent.

Seeing Feng Jinyue's face, Yuan Changhuan understood that she was now ashamed and wanted to turn around with self-respect.

He let her pull him away.

"Yueyue, it's not worth being sad for this kind of man."

"Actually, I understand, but I can't help it."

In fact, Feng Jinyue didn't expect that she would have a day when she was trapped by love, but when love came, she couldn't avoid it.

"Yuanyuan, you said in this era, is it true that there is no such thing as a couple for life?"

"Are all men cheating?"

"I always thought that Fu Zhuo's rigid temperament would be an exception, but I didn't expect that he was not exempt."

For some reason, after hearing Feng Jinyue's words, Xie Ci appeared in Yuan Changhuan's mind.

If he told Xie Ci that there would be a couple forever, would Xie Ci give up on her?
He obviously wanted him to give up, but when he thought of this possibility, Yuan Changhuan felt inexplicably uncomfortable.

For several days, Yuan Changhuan stayed in Fengyue Tower to accompany Feng Jinyue.

On the eve of Jiji, Madam Yuan did not allow her to run around, and waited in her room for tomorrow's Jiji ceremony.

As the sun was setting, Yuduan was putting nutmeg on her lady's nails, which were as beautiful as snow and moons.

Chatting casually, "Miss, has Miss Feng recovered a little recently?"

"It looks like a good spirit, but the person is thin like a circle." Yuan Changhuan sighed, "Now I'm almost skinny."

The door of the room was knocked open suddenly, and a tall and tall figure walked quickly, "Sister, what's wrong with Miss Jinyue?"

"Brother, why didn't you knock on the door, you scared me to death." Yuan Changhuan said angrily.

"Yueyue, it's not that playful man Fu Zhuo who took in two rooms after getting engaged, and Yueyue broke off the engagement with him."

"I'm thinking about waiting for tomorrow and after the tea ceremony is over, I'll find some time to give Fu Zhuo a sap..." Before he could finish speaking, Yuan Changhuan saw his brother rushing out the door.

"Hey, brother, where are you going!"

"I'll go out for a while!" Yuan Changhuan said, and his figure disappeared in a hurry.

Yuan Changhuan didn't see the clenched fists of his brother's sudden and fierce eyes, he only thought that he had something important to do suddenly.

Looking at the sky outside, Yuan Changhuan yawned, "It's time to take a bath and go to bed."

Soon there was only a little yellow light left in the room. Yuan Changhuan lay on the soft pillow, his fingers painted with bright red cardamom covered his ribs, and slowly began to exercise as usual.

In Feng Jinyue's words, this is called yoga.

Outside the misty gauze tent, the tall and gentle man looked at it for an unknown amount of time.

(End of this chapter)