The evil prince, the best concubine

Chapter 242 She Was Not Reconciled 2
Yuehenqin smiled lightly and remained silent.

Jian Luo stood aside and secretly rolled her eyes, no one can say polite words.

Only he knows what will happen behind the scenes of benevolence and righteousness on the surface.

"Xing'er, what are you still kneeling for? You haven't gotten up yet."

Facing Nangong Xing, Nangong Yun looked like he hated iron but not steel.

That meaning is quite clear, how can you marry Yuehenqin?

There was no expression on Nangong Xing's face, her fair face was full of tears, tears.

But what is behind the tears?
It's hate, it's unwillingness.

Yuehenqin doesn't want her, she doesn't blame him.

There is only one to blame.
Glancing at Jian Luo, his eyes were gentle, without resentment or hatred.

Jian Luo only felt a cold sweat rushing down his back.

Meeting Nangong Xing's gaze, she just smiled gracefully.

"Master Yue, please come and watch the heart-protecting flower melting meeting tomorrow."

Nangong Yun invited Yuehenqin to the Melting Conference.

I originally planned to start arranging the wedding from tomorrow.

Looking at it now, I'm afraid it was a joyous occasion.

When Jian Luo heard this at first, his face became serious. Will he melt tomorrow?

So fast?
Yue Henqin still had a faint smile on his face, and was not surprised to hear Nangong Yun say this.

As if it was expected.

"Must be there."

Yuehenqin agreed.

Nangong Yun stroked his mustache and nodded happily: "Okay, okay. Waiting for you tomorrow."

"Your Majesty is very kind."

No matter how indifferent a person is, if he hears the emperor say that, he should give the emperor a little bit of sympathy.

Yuehenqin smiled slowly.

This is the first time I laughed, not for anything else, just for politeness.

"The owner of the month rests."

After saying something with a smile, Nangong Yun waved to Nangong Xing: "Xing'er, go back to Fanxing Pavilion to practice calligraphy.

I haven't practiced for several days, so don't let it go to waste. "

Nan Gongxing saluted slightly, and said respectfully: "Yes, Father."

He got up and walked to Nangong Daiyue's side.

He gave her a hard look.

Nangong Daiyue bowed her head, and actively moved aside to make way.

Seeing this, Nangong Xi wanted to stretch out her arms to hug that weak but strong woman.

He stretched his hand halfway, but he didn't hold the woman in his arms to comfort him.

Hanging down and retracting her arms, Nangong Xi looked at Nangong Daiyue with deeper eyes.

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Jian Luo naturally saw all of this.

Watching a group of people gradually leave.

Watching the backs of Nangong Xi and Nangong Daiyue gradually disappearing.

(End of this chapter)