She was referring to the refusal to accept the divorce letter in the Fanxiang Palace.
"Nuan Nuan," he whispered her name.
"kindness,"
He suddenly stretched out his hand to cover her hand on the table.[
Her hand moved back like an electric shock, and a wry smile appeared on his lips. He loosened his hand and asked her to take it back.
This time, she was hurt so deeply that she had such a deep resistance to herself. Thinking of this, he felt even more pity in his heart.
"I'm not asking you to accept me now," he said softly, "but please, okay, let me stay with you?"
His voice was very light, as if it would dissipate when the wind blew.
However, like the sound of a piano, it lingers in people's hearts for a long time.
Nuan Nuan sighed softly and said nothing.
She couldn't selfishly throw herself into Mu Yun's arms to find support just because she was betrayed by Xi Jian Yunchen.
I just raised my head and saw his eyebrows and eyes reflected in the faint morning light shining through the window across the pot of flowers.
The morning light, like golden powder, reflected his handsome and picturesque facial features, and his long, curved eyelashes like butterfly wings.
Incredible perfect contours, extremely white and transparent skin.
The whole person seems to have become one with the sunshine.
It's so beautiful that it makes one's heart palpitate.
But what made her heart palpitate even more was the faint scar on his forehead. If you didn't pay attention, you couldn't see the scar.
But this scar did not detract from the beauty of his face at all. Instead, it added a sense of human fireworks to this unattractive face that people dared not look at.
This scar didn't exist before, so why did it suddenly increase now?
Nuannuan suddenly remembered that Zhu'er once said that in order to prevent his father from sending troops to Fanxiang, Mu Yun kowtowed in the main hall until his scalp was broken and stained with blood, and then his father was moved.