The darling of troubled times: Zhu Yan plays the world

Chapter 429 I Will Take Her Out of the Palace 1
Yin Lan didn't know how she came to Suoyu Pavilion, her mind was full of Murong Xuan's words, Feng Qiyang used her to keep Lian Xiaguo, Feng Qiyang gave up on her...

She didn't believe it, she didn't believe that Feng Qiyang would treat her like that.

Squatting down weakly, she stretched out her hand to hold her heart, feeling bursts of pain, an indescribable pain.

She opened her eyes, her mind went blank, the first thing she saw was Feng Qiyang, she believed him when he said he was her husband, and she had no other thoughts when he took her back to the medicine manor, her subconscious told She, she should trust him, but this time, will she still choose to trust him?

She has always been able to feel that Feng Qiyang is kind to her, and she has always accepted it with pleasure, just because he is her husband, so she treats herself as his wife and enjoys his kindness.

But one day, when he left her and she couldn't feel his tenderness, she realized that she had already depended on him, and this kind of dependence made her unable to stand on her own, so that when she heard Murong Xuan's words, she felt trapped in her heart. Something as cold and sharp as a sting.

"Mother, what's the matter with you?" Huairou's exclamation sounded in her ears, she looked up and saw Huairou's worried expression, she shook her head slightly.

"I'm fine, you go out." She said softly.

"Your Majesty, are you really alright? Your complexion is very bad." Huairou looked at Yin Lan worriedly.

"It's really fine. I caught a cold just now. You'll be fine if you take a rest. Go and rest. I'm going to sleep." Yin Lan got up and walked to the bed and sat down. Seeing Huairou leave, she leaned against the bed weakly, close your eyes.

Close your eyes, in front of you is Feng Qiyang's face, his smile, his tenderness, his expression when he doted on her, his pretended anger, his displeasure because she didn't care about his body, all his The look floated in front of her eyes, leaving a white back.

He was angry at her, yelled at her angrily, then shook his sleeves and left...

It turned out that he also lost his temper with her. The familiar yet unfamiliar scene made her feel desolate. At this time, she really wanted her memory to come back. She wanted to remember it, but no matter how hard she tried, the original blurred picture , getting blurred.

She felt her eyes were moist, she reached out to touch them, opened her eyes, and the drops of moisture had spread to her cheeks.

She wept.

(End of this chapter)