The noble husband comes to the door: the wife and the owner are ruthless

Chapter 161 Substitute props
Royal Garden

Feng Qianxuan stood in the gazebo with a dazed expression, staring at the painting scroll on the pillar of the pavilion, flicking the handsome man in the painting lightly with her plain hand, as if she wanted to pick him up from there...

The man in the painting is dressed in ink, with dark purple hair in a tight bun, with a hairpin made of black wood inserted in the middle
The deep purple eyes are shining, the bridge of the nose is straight, the lips are like cherry blossoms, the smile on the corner of the mouth is faint, and the sharp ancient sword is always hung on the waist.
Forget Leng Yue?She squeezed his portrait tightly in her hand, and the sad emotions in her heart alternated back and forth.

I have said countless times, I don’t love you anymore, I want to let you go in my heart, but every time I mention your name, I think of everything about you, the memory revives in my heart,

I always can't control myself not to think about you, miss erodes my atrium, you will never see the way I am sad and out of control because of you, and you can't see the way I am drunk in the middle of the night.

Leng Yue, you don't know how strongly you miss you

Forget Leng Yue?Choose your choice between the two, this is your intention
Ye Rao Chen, Ye Rao Chen sometimes, you are really cruel, you two are the love of my life, you let me choose one of you two, it is more uncomfortable than taking my life
Feng Qianxuan felt a faint pain in her heart, and there was a suffocating pain, even her breathing was painful,
Standing in a tsing cloth in the distance, the moonlight shone on him, seeming to cast layers of soft light on him, and like fireflies in the night, although not conspicuous, it added a little life to this silent and long night

Yang Yisheng was worried that she would catch the cold, so he hurried to the gazebo, when he half embraced her cloak, he stood not far away, staring at her.
It was the first time I saw her showing that expression, like an abandoned child in a lonely street, one couldn't help but feel sorry for her
Walking slowly, Gentle put on a cloak for her, stood halfway beside her, and said slowly:
"Why did you show that sad expression? Is it because of Leng Yue? Or Ye Rao Chen?"

"Even if you don't like me, it's okay. You can use me as their stand-in prop to help them get through the sad period slowly"

Let him do anything as long as it shares your pain, just please don't make that look again
Feng Qianxuan suddenly laughed out loud, but the laughter didn't have any joyful meaning, instead it had a sad feeling
She forced a smile on her face, and passed by the blue face, but he held the corner of her clothes tightly, and with a strong force, he hugged her waist from behind, not letting her leave
"Or, am I not even qualified to make their substitute props?"

His voice was sad, in fact, he didn't want much, he just hoped that, beside her, he could see her smile, even if that smile wasn't blooming towards him.
"What are you talking about as a stand-in prop? If that's the case, won't you, Yisheng, be injured too?"

Tears filled her black eyes, her voice was choked with sobs, she really couldn't see through the man behind her.

At this moment, he is obviously sad to the point of death, but he hides the bruises all over his body, pretends to be strong on the surface, and comforts the person who broke your heart.
"Why are you so nice to me? Are you an idiot?"

"Obviously just falling in love with someone, why are we always so clumsy"

Drops. Tears gradually ran across her cheeks, and the unstoppable tears gradually increased, as if to shed many years of sad feelings
Forget Leng Yue. Forgetting a loved one is such a painful thing.
(End of this chapter)