Mrs. General can't be messed with

Chapter 148
It won't let us torture each other, and we can't look at each other when we love each other.

You said: "There is no humble love in this world. It seems humble but because I love you too much."

I did not overcome all the difficulties between us, so let us have these 15 years of regret.

Luo'er, why don't you give me another chance.

Luoer, I believe in you!
Where are you?I believe you, believe you!
One of the saddest things in life is meeting someone who is very important to you, but you don't have a good grasp of it, and you find out at the end that it's too late, and you have to let it go with the wind.

No, I must find you.

Murong Chong immediately seemed to be a different person, with a firm face: "Luo'er, I will never miss you again, never let you go."

He turned around and strode down the city wall.

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Wen Yaxuan asked Xiao Tong to stop the carriage on the road, he got out of the carriage himself, entered a tailor shop, and came out after a while, holding a bundle in his hand.

He also asked Xiao Tong to drive the carriage to a remote inn in the city.

Facing Wen Yaxuan's carefulness, Murong Xing saw everything in his eyes, so he found a remote inn for them!
When they arrived at the inn, Wen Yaxuan asked Xiaotong to ask for three upper rooms, originally wanted four rooms, but Murong Xing insisted on staying with his mother-in-law, so he had to go with her.

"I've asked Xiao Er to bring hot water up, you guys wash up and go to bed earlier, if you have any other orders, just ask."

Wen Yaxuan thoughtfully arranged everything, and handed the clothes bought from the tailor shop to Murong Xing: "This is the clothes I bought just now, I don't know if it suits the two of you, and I still hope for it."

"Thank you, young master, then we will go in and rest." Murong Xing took the burden in his hands, and once again looked at him differently, this man is really careful.

It turned out that he also noticed their wet clothes.

"Okay, girl, go to bed early."

Because of the moisture entering her body before, Shen Yingluo had a low-grade fever at the moment, and she ordered the waiter in the shop to boil some antipyretic concoction.

After taking a simple bath, she took off her slightly damp and wet clothes, and changed into the clothes bought by Wenyaxuan.

A light yellow cloud smoked sweater stretched across the floor, and a white palace satin, plain snow and silk cloud-shaped thousand-water skirt was worn on Shen Yingluo.

Wearing a Murong Xing on the body, standing in front of the mirror, a light blue gauze dress, with a white gauze on the shoulders, the gauze moves slightly, giving people a feeling of ecstasy, and a head of blue silk is scattered on the shoulders On the face, it looks extremely soft and beautiful.

Murong Xing put a veil on Shen Yingluo and told her to lie down and rest, she wanted to go out to see if the medicine was ready.

She put on the mask, opened the door, and could see Wen Yaxuan at a glance. He stood on the corridor and looked up at the sky, thoughtfully.

That slender figure turned his back to her, his robe was white and spotless, even the moonlight was ashamed to leave mottled shadows.

His hair is black, setting off the poetic luster of his pearly neck under the bun.

His back is straight, as if there is great tenacity in this tall and straight figure like a poplar tree.

Murong Xing had never seen a more elegant and picturesque man than him, and a bright and beautiful aura infected her from his face.

Murong Xing forgot all his movements, stood there quietly looking at him, and unconsciously praised: "It's so beautiful, so beautiful."

I really don't know what other words to use to describe him, I only know that he is so beautiful, so beautiful, I am afraid that even the women in the world cannot compare with him.

(End of this chapter)