Feminine world Feng Qingcheng

Chapter 49

He was reminding her that she still has Yinshuang.

Sure enough, when Xiao Yanchu heard this, his fingertips trembled slightly, and his lowered eyes were filled with disbelief.

He reminded her indifferently again that she still has Yinshuang.

She actually forgot about Yinshuang and forgot all about it.

Looking at her stunned look, Mo Zicheng knew that she had completely forgotten about her husband.

Glancing at her indifferently, he forced the bunch of purple flowers sent by Xiao Yanchu back into her hand, looked at the bunch of flowers that Yin Qing didn't send, turned his back to Xiao Yanchu, and walked out.

The flower in Xiao Yanchu's hand fell off, and he was speechless for a while, standing there at a loss.

The fireworks are still going on, and the meeting between men and women on the arch bridge is still going on.

Mo Zicheng walked down the stone ladder while looking at the bunch of purple flowers.

Suddenly, his body was pulled back abruptly.

Xiao Yanchu stood in front of him with a painful face, his eyes were full of sorrow, and he looked at him in extreme pain.

She was pinching a corner of his robe with her left hand, her lips parted slightly, but she did not speak after all.

Mo Zicheng was a little helpless, but there were layers of ice peaks in his eyes, his face was expressionless, "Do you still remember the day you married the Eighth Prince?"

His tone was light, but it revealed a coldness that made people condense into ice.

What he said made Xiao Yanchu startled and froze to the side.

"Do you still remember those words?" Mo Zicheng lowered his deep eyes, looking at her trembling right hand.He will never forget the day when she pierced her right shoulder with a knife in order to save him.It was the nightmare of his life.It was also that day that his father died there.Xiao Yanchu nodded slightly, his white teeth trembling slightly, he bit his lip, "I don't want to." Don't want?
Mo Zicheng's lips curved slightly, and he looked at her with a faint smile, "I don't want to do anything, I don't want to get married, I don't want to leave me? But, don't forget, you are my cousin." No matter how much she did for her, she Also his cousin.

For so many years, he let her hug him, hugged him, didn't say a word of protest to her, just accommodated her, even though the whole Qingqu Street was full of uproar, but he still didn't say anything, just because She is kind to him.

Just imagine a woman who originally had great ambitions, but now she broke her wings because of him, how could he not feel guilty about this?If he had a choice, he hoped that it wasn't her who was pierced that day, but him.

"Hehe, cousin." Xiao Yanchu chuckled suddenly, pain appeared on his face, and his fingers tightened his robe, "Tell me, did you let go when I married Yinshuang that day?" One breath?"

Mo Zicheng frowned slightly, "I hope you are happy."

Hearing this, Xiao Yanchu laughed even louder, but his voice was miserable.

"I want you to tell me the truth, if, if it weren't for this right arm, would you have been by my side all these years?"

Xiao Yanchu's tone was filled with expectations, but there was still a deep coolness in it.

She clearly knows, doesn't she?
The creases on Mo Zicheng's eyebrows deepened, and he held the jade flute in his wide sleeve with his hand, and his lips parted slightly.

"You know." Yes, she knew, she knew!
Xiao Yanchu's body swayed, his mind went blank, leaving only these words.

Never has she hated the crippled right arm more than she does now, and never has she hated it more than this time!
Eight years, eight years of companionship, in exchange for a sentence, you know... "You treat me with nothing..."

Mo Zicheng closed his eyes, not to look at her helpless appearance.

"Tell me!" "You are my cousin!" Just one sentence blocked Xiao Yanchu's words.

Mo Zicheng's thin body trembled slightly, and the night wind hit him, making him a little untenable.

It's not that he hasn't been tempted by her, it's not that he hasn't.

It's just that when he thinks that she is his cousin, it's like a basin of cold water pouring down from the top of his head, extinguishing all those flames.

His father told him that even if his cousin likes him, he must never fall in love with her.

Xiao Yanchu took a step back, lost his footing, and nearly rolled down the stone ladder, fortunately she was holding on to Mo Zicheng.

There was a large space in the atrium, as if someone dug a big hole suddenly, and then cruelly took the beating heart away.

"It turns out that you have always defined me in this way."

She thought he had done enough, but it turned out to be far from enough, far from enough!

The two icebergs that were originally separated between them have changed from the one that melted to the current three.

The hustle and bustle of the surroundings continued, and everyone was happy.

Only four of them were in great pain, as if they had fallen into the ice.

After a while, Mo Zicheng heard his own voice, "All this time..."

"boom"

The white figure passed by, and the water splashed with waves, hitting the arch bridge.

Immediately afterwards, there were shouts from the surrounding people.

"Ah, someone fell into the water!"

"Come on people!"

"Rescue!"

(End of this chapter)