The empress of fast wear is married

Chapter 632 Qingqiu Fox (35)

That tone was full of regret and remorse.

As if it was really a pity.

The ancients' table characters are usually only called by people close to them.

The word "Chengzhi" fell into Wei Qingci's ears, and he felt it was extremely harsh inexplicably.

...the former fiancé?

Wei Qingci felt that she probably understood a little bit what it means to be...jealousy.

"Ding! The target character Wei Qingci, favorability +5, strategy completion 35!"

Half-drunk and slightly stupefied, the young man with fair and delicate cheeks glowing with a faint peach color and blush, the slender and beautiful hands that supported his head did not move, but the dark and thick eyelashes that seemed to be dyed with a little silver light were gently and slowly raised. .

He looked up at her.

Wei Qingci originally thought that he would see a face of self-pity, sitting alone and weeping, or sad.

Unexpectedly, the expression of the woman smiling under the cool moonlight came into view, completely opposite to the expression he had imagined.

The boy couldn't help but startled slightly.

Fenghua brushed back his long black hair that was a little messy by the breeze blowing outside the car window, and saw Wei Qingci's slightly surprised and stunned expression in his eyes, and curled up a lazy and charming smile on his bright red lips, provoking Dai Mei asked back: "My lord seems a little surprised, do you think that I will be frustrated, sad, and sad when I see Chengzhi marrying another bride?"

"..."

To be honest, Wei Qingci really thought so in his heart.

He thought that most women in the world are like this, and they take love matters very seriously.

Otherwise, how could there be such a word as "crazy men complaining about women"?

"Heh." Fenghua laughed inexplicably, and Huayan's lazy voice was low, as if it sounded right next to Wei Qingci's ear, "My lord is wrong."

she says.

"I have been dead for three years, and my beauty has already turned into dry bones. Three years ago, Cheng Zhigui was the number one scholar in Jinke, who was personally appointed by the emperor of the Southern Song Dynasty. He had a bright future. As early as three years ago, we were yin and yang. The two are destined to become strangers."

"What's more, from ancient times to the present, only women have kept chastity for men, but I have never heard of men not marrying for women."

Having said this, the woman's tone became extremely low, melancholy, and bewildered.

However, under the long eyelashes that drooped slightly inadvertently, a deep sense of irony flashed in those beautiful eyes.

It was perfectly covered by those curly black eyelashes.

Wei Qingci pursed her lips.

He hummed slightly in his heart and thought: He married another bride in just three years, which shows that he doesn't have much affection for you, if it were...

Realizing what he was thinking wildly, the young man quickly cut off the dangerous thoughts that went astray, or he didn't dare to think about it any more.

At this time, Fenghua bent his lips, and suddenly said: "Weizhang is marrying another bride, and the beautiful woman is by his side, but I am not alone now,... Do you think so, young master?"

The last sentence is very suggestive.

The word son is light and low.

It seemed as if there was a slight humming from the woman's nose.

Wei Qingci's heart choked.

At a certain moment, the heartbeat seemed to stop for two seconds.

After a while, Wei Qingci heard his own voice almost cautiously hesitating:

"……What's the meaning?"

Fenghua supported his head with one hand, his long black hair slid over his fair and delicate cheeks, and spread out on his wrist like a waterfall. He looked at him with beautiful eyes slanted sideways, smiled lazily and gorgeously, and said, "It means... "

(End of this chapter)