The princess who mistakenly provoked the prince asked to divorce her husband

Chapter 116 The Jealous Man (2)
Lu Feng snapped the folding fan away, and asked softly, "How does the lord treat you?"

"Brother, the lord is very kind to me, really!" Mo Ziyuan said firmly, her married life with Jinyu is very comfortable, she really wants to be with him like this forever, until she turns gray.

"That's good!"

"Where are you two?" The three of them sat around a table, and Mo Ziyuan personally served tea for them.

Shuluo hesitated for a moment, then slowly said: "The Twelfth Prince said he wants to take my concubine!"

Mo Ziyuan stood up abruptly, exclaimed: "What? Concubine?" Then she grabbed her shoulders and asked, "You promised him?"

Shuluo nodded slightly, and said in a low voice: "Well, the Twelfth Master has chosen a good day, which will be after the tenth day of this month!"

Wasn't it just a few days later, Mo Ziyuan smiled wryly and said: "I knew you would agree!" Then he asked: "Why? You clearly know..."

"Yes, Ziyuan, I know it's you instead, and if you know that a man doesn't love you, you will definitely not marry him, but..." Shuluo looked at the sky in the distance, and said slowly: "This is the right time for me to marry you." It’s what I think is happiness, as long as I can stay by his side and look at him once in a while!”

Mo Ziyuan's eyes turned hot, and she swallowed silently. What position does she have to oppose it? Shuluo herself is happy, and emotional matters are like drinking water. I believe that one day, Shuluo will be able to make the twelve princes know their way back. Since There was no room for change, so I had to hold her hand and said with a smile: "Sister Shu, if you are happy, you can do it, and my sister supports you!"

Shuluo didn't expect that Mo Ziyuan didn't stop her from doing this, and as soon as she shed tears, she choked up and called out: "Sister!" What she wanted most was Mo Ziyuan's blessing, after all, she had no relatives and no reason, only this bosom friend.

"Congratulations!" Lu Feng saw the two hugging each other and weeping, silently sending blessings from the side.

After sending Shu away, Mo Ziyuan and Lu Feng walked side by side. After a moment of silence, Lu Feng asked, "Ziyuan, what happened on your wedding day?"

Mo Ziyuan thought to herself that the movement in the mansion had disturbed him. To her, Lu Feng was the same as Xiao Mu. He was her elder brother whom she respected. !"

Lu Feng asked in astonishment, "Then, you..."

"I'm fine, look!" Mo Ziyuan replied quickly.

Seeing that Mo Ziyuan's expression was fine, Lu Feng relaxed his frown and said with a smile, "That's good!"

But at this time, a clear and familiar male voice suddenly came: "Yuan'er!" As soon as the voice fell, he walked up to Mo Ziyuan, wrapped his arms around her waist, and asked softly, "Why are you blowing outside?"

Seeing that everyone was staring at the two of them, and his actions were so ambiguous and frivolous, Mo Ziyuan blushed and whispered: "I just sent Sister Shu away, and I am about to go back to my room!"

Lu Fengxing knelt down and saluted, "See you, my lord!"

Prince Rui tightened his hands on his waist, and smiled at Lu Feng: "Mr. Lu! So you are there too! The memorial you wrote for me last time was praised by even my father!"

Lu Feng respectfully said: "It's the subordinate's job!"

"Well, Mr. Lu just do his job well! Let's step back for now!" Prince Rui waved his hand, then took Mo Ziyuan's hand, the tentacles were cold, and his expression suddenly condensed: "Hands are so cold! You should be punished." !" Before Mo Ziyuan could react, Prince Rui had already ruthlessly pecked her on the lips.

Immediately, regardless of everyone's eyes, he picked her up and left, all the way silent, his face livid.

(End of this chapter)