Sheng Chong Concubine

Chapter 1133 Yue's departure, the situation will rise (4)
"My lord knows?"

Feng Qingyue was a little surprised.

Duan Muhong found a place and sat down, his eyebrows were coquettish and his posture was unruly.

"I've heard Xiaoqi accidentally mention it before."

Feng Qingyue walked over slowly, sat down, and remained silent.

"Xiaoqi seems to like your sister very much."

"is it?"

Feng Qingyue seemed to be asking him, but also seemed to be talking to herself.

"Yaoyao is a very simple girl, I don't want her to be hurt."

"why me?"

Duan Muhong is a little strange, everyone knows that he is romantic.Feng Qingyue has lived in this palace for so long, and knows that there are countless women in his mansion. Although he never touches those women, they are all his concubines in name anyway.It's rare for Feng Qingyue to be so indifferent to someone. Since she is worrying about his sister's life at this time, the relationship between him and his sister is very good.For a person like himself who is always in a hurry, why should he believe in himself?
"I just said that you are suitable."

Feng Qingyue didn't raise her eyebrows, "And I also think that my younger sister will be the best candidate for Princess Wei."

Duan Muhong couldn't see his confident and calm look, and said with disdain: "Why do you think that? Are you afraid that your sister will become a boudoir and dissatisfied woman if she follows this king?"

Feng Qingyue smiled, a very light and shallow smile, although it disappeared quickly and made people feel like an illusion, but he really smiled.

"I trust my eyes."

Duan Muhong really wanted to refute him, Feng Qingyue said again in a low voice: "It's just that if the prince agrees, I'm afraid it will inevitably hurt you in the future. So don't be embarrassed, just pretend that I have never said these words."

He poured tea for himself, before drinking lightly from his lips, his brows and eyes were still calm, and he didn't see the slightest regret or loss that he would be rejected.

Duan Muhong was a little puzzled, this person didn't seem to care about anything, no, it should mean that he was in control of everything, so he didn't need to worry about it.The only one out of his control is Xiao Qi.Therefore, only Xiaoqi can really walk into his heart.

Duan Muhong looked at him thoughtfully, and then seemed to think of something, the corner of his mouth curled up in a playful arc.

"it is good."

Feng Qingyue didn't seem surprised that he would agree, but she was a little insensitive to his meaningful eyes at the moment.

"Thank you!"

"No, it's just..." Duan Muhong smiled evilly and meaningfully, "Looking at your appearance, your sister is also a great beauty. This king loves beauties the most, so it's not a loss."

Feng Qingyue paused, and the corners of her mouth twitched suspiciously.No wonder he had such a strange expression just now, it turns out...

He put down the teacup and sighed slightly in his heart.He had a pretty face since he was a child, and he was almost indistinguishable from male to female when he was young. When he first entered the palace, many people even thought he was a girl.The mother concubine and the nanny often praised him for his beauty.But how can a man be called beautiful?He therefore no longer looks in the mirror.In the past ten years, he entered the world as Rong Ye, and a mask covered his face.Gradually, he almost forgot what he looked like.For all who saw his face died at his hand.Until that January of that year, on Cuiwei Mountain...

He closed his eyes slightly, shaking off the memories that suddenly came up in his mind.It is salvation, but it is also the abyss of pain.

At that time, why was he wearing a veil?Why did she just leave like that without looking back?
Later, on the outskirts of the capital.The look she gave was very strange. He, who clearly saw everything as empty and nothingness, actually saw his own reflection in her eyes at that time, and it was only in a daze that he realized that he had such a face.When she walked by his side, the faint and light fragrance rushed into her nostrils. It was the most profound poison in memory, a poison called 'Lovesickness'.

Or, he shouldn't have sought proof or approached him in the first place.Then, maybe there will be no passing pain.

"In this case, please be kind to my little sister in the future, my lord. I am very grateful."

Duan Muhong was a little unaccustomed to his serious attitude, but he was still used to Feng Qinyue's insouciance, although he looked a little conceited and made people want to punch him.

Feng Qingyue had already stood up, "I have to go."

"In such a hurry?"

Duan Muhong also stood up, "How about leaving after the year?"

"No need." Feng Qingyue's brows were dusty and calm, and her whole body seemed to be surrounded by immortal energy, which made it difficult to see clearly and appeared quiet and unpredictable, unattainable. "I don't have much time, how can I waste it day by day?"

Duan Muhong stopped talking.

Feng Qingyue turned her head to look at the snowflakes falling outside the window, her eyes were as misty as drizzle.

"Use limited time to do what I want to do. It is the only habit and mission that I stick to and implement in my life. For this habit, I have lost too much, so let this habit be the most perfect Full stop."

He seemed to be talking to Duan Muhong, but he was talking more to himself.

It was terminated halfway due to injury, and it was forgotten because of those destined misses.Such a irrational person should not be Feng Qingyue.Rong Ye no longer exists, and those shadows that represent that he can be willful, free and easy, and do whatever he wants have completely disappeared from this world.From then on, there was only Feng Qingyue in this world.Feng Qingyue is calm and calm, with a deep mind and always smiling.

He should, be himself like that.Those beautiful, painful, happy, missed memories...should be kept deep in his heart forever, as long as they don't touch them, there will be no pain.He will be very careful to preserve that person, together with those memories, and make it the most beautiful and untouchable scenery in his heart.Even with pain, it's better than forever being ignorant.

A faint smile played on his lips again.He turned around and walked away slowly and calmly.

Duan Muhong turned his head.

The wind and snow filled the air, gradually submerging the figure of that person, but that touch of white, like the purest and most special color in the world, could still be clearly identified in the snowflakes flying everywhere.He walked slowly, and the shallow footprints were soon covered by falling snowflakes.The wind and snow seemed to want to cover up all traces of this person in this world of mortals.Perhaps, he shouldn't have been born in this dirty and ugly world.

Duan Muhong sat down and meditated quietly. For the first time, a faint gloom and a deep sigh appeared on the cheeky face of the past.

Feng Qingyue left, and Qiu Mingyue learned the news after waking up with a sore back and sore back, and was slightly stunned for a few seconds.Feng Qingli came over and put her arms around her waist, "Are you tired?"

Qiu Mingyue subconsciously raised her head and looked out the window, the snowflakes were still falling intermittently, but it was already dark outside, so the snow was particularly clear and eye-catching.Thinking about his exhaustion, he couldn't help but glared at Feng Qingli with some complaints.Except for lunch, she was almost spent on the bed by him all day.It seemed that every time he reunited after parting, he would tirelessly hug her and fight on the bed for hundreds of rounds before he was happy.

(End of this chapter)