It's late at night, and the moon hangs high in the sky, spreading its light softly.┠26nbsp;┨

Fu Yaxuan sat quietly on the steps in front of the room, looking up at the moon, Yingxue followed behind her, sighing softly.

The door of Wudie's room was closed tightly, the doctor had already left, and Cui Moyao was accompanying Wudie inside.

Cui Moyao hasn't said a word to her since the afternoon, and he doesn't know what Wudie's current situation is.

I hope nothing happens to Wu Die! She is in her prime and her days will be long.

The night was as cold as water, Yingxue took a cloak and quietly put it on Fu Yaxuan, whispering: "Princess, it's windy here, go back to your room."

Fu Yaxuan turned her head to look at Yingxue, a cold eye slipped from the corner of her eye, and she said sadly: "Yingxue, did I do something wrong?"

Yingxue took pity on her master, hugged her and said, "The princess is not wrong. Don't worry, I believe the princess will be fine."

Fu Yaxuan nodded and leaned his head on Yingxue's shoulder, his heart already exhausted.

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On the fifth day, Cui Moyao finally walked out of Wudie's room. His messy hair hung in strands on his forehead, and his vicissitudes of life face covered with beards was full of gloom and sorrow.

As soon as he came out of the door, he sternly said to the two doorkeepers: "You two guard the door. No one is allowed in without my order."

"Mo, are Die'er feeling better?" Fu Yaxuan immediately stepped forward and asked.

She found out from Yingshuang, who had brought the meal in, that Wudie had woken up and was in good health, which reassured her a lot.

Cui Moyao ignored her at all and strode out. Han Gao followed him and glanced at Fu Yaxuan sympathetically, but did not dare to stay any longer.

What is his attitude?

She could understand that he was in a bad mood, but he couldn't take it out on her. She was also very sad when something like this happened.

She quickly caught up and asked, "Mo, where are you going?"

Cui Moyao pretended not to hear and walked in a hurry.

Fu Yaxuan didn't expect that her repeated humiliation would result in such indifferent treatment from him. Her fiery temper came out, and she stepped forward and tugged Cui Moyao's sleeves, shouting: "Cui Moyao, I'm asking you now, what are you talking about?"

manner?"

"Let go!" He shouted, stopped, and looked sullen, but did not look at her.

"Answer me." She persisted, her tone even more firm.

"I don't want to bring up the past. I can forget about it. I hope you can take care of yourself." He took her hand away, but she held it tighter. He separated her hand one finger at a time, with every movement.

, it’s like being stabbed in the heart.

She was stunned, let go, looked at him in disbelief and said, "What do you mean? You... don't believe me?"

"You disappoint me so much. No matter what is wrong with Die'er, she is just a careless little girl. Why can you do this to her?" He looked back at her, his eyes full of sadness.

"Do you suspect that I want to kill her?" Fu Yaxuan was stunned and staggered back two steps.

"I don't want to hear anything more from you, and I don't want to see you again." He put down the harsh words and walked away.

He actually didn't believe her, and he still didn't believe her in the end.

If this had happened in the past, Fu Yaxuan would not have argued too much, causing the person who did not know how to cherish her to regret her life. But now, she would not do that, because she is no longer the impulsive little girl. She is better than before.

Her thoughts have become more mature, and more because she loves him so much that she can't bear to let him go.
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