Feng Ruoli pursed her lips, put her hands on his shoulders, hesitated for a moment, and finally asked what was in her heart: "In that case, Fanyin, can you push down this door for me?"
Marriage?" She also knows that happiness must be achieved by herself, and she wants to give it a try as long as there is a glimmer of hope.
Unlike Qin Qing and Mo Qingqing, the two of them don't have so much time to spend, let alone miss and wait. Missing this time may be forever. When the time comes, it will evolve into missing it, missing it, and never coming back.
She didn't want to go, she didn't want to be like that, so she knew that now was not the time to be angry with him.
She saw everything Gong Fanmo was good to her, and it was so difficult to find someone who was wholeheartedly good to her in her life, so Feng Ruoli didn't want to miss out on a good relationship. That's why she asked such a question.
A sentence that was originally impossible to ask from her mouth.
Perhaps it was unexpected, and Gong Fanmo was also surprised. His body froze slightly, and his long eyelashes were lowered and he looked down at her carefully. The hand holding Feng Ruoli clenched tightly unconsciously.
He talked for a while, but was speechless for a long time. He didn't look into Feng Ruoli's eyes, and just seemed to be thinking about something.
The light in Feng Ruoli's eyes dimmed little by little. She had never felt that waiting for an answer was such a long thing. Why was it like this every time? It gave her hope but made her repeat it again and again.
She didn't understand the repeated disappointment, and now she didn't want to understand it.
Feng Ruoli suddenly stood up with her feet on the ground. Gong Fanmo did not restrain her anymore and allowed her to stand up and break away from his arms. Feng Ruoli stroked her hair gently, raised her lips and smiled and said: "
That's fine, you don't have to answer me. I'm just joking anyway, so you don't have to take it seriously.
After all, your betrothal gift has been given, and the wedding invitations have been sent out one after another. Besides, this is a marriage given by the emperor himself, how can you be allowed to regret it? You look so serious, but I am joking
Do you really mean what you say? Fangyin, I know that there is no possibility of anything happening between us. Let the past friendship pass."
When she said this, although there was a smile on her face, she still felt that there was always a sour feeling coming towards her, and she was at a loss. Regarding herself like this, Feng Ruoli only felt that she was very funny.
I couldn't help but burst out laughing, laughing at how she could be like this, trapped by love.
Seeing her self-deprecating smile, Gong Fanmo felt that her smile was uglier than crying. Her face changed slightly and he wanted to stand up and reach out to pull her. There was a sad feeling in his words: "Ruoli, don't be like this.
..." Seeing him standing up, Feng Ruoli took a step back slightly, not wanting him to get closer.
Gong Fanmo paused for a moment, as if he was thinking about whether to step forward and hold her, but Feng Ruoli quickly responded, waved her hand, smiled at Gong Fanmo and said: "Mr. Gong, you still have to
Calling me by my name Ruo Li Ruoli can easily cause others to misunderstand our relationship, and my current identity is Princess Yi Lian, isn't it? It's Yi Lian, not Feng Ruoli."
He didn't expect that she would say this. Gong Fanmo was stunned and didn't know what to say. Feng Ruoli looked at the nearly finished bottle of wine and suddenly raised both hands, ignoring that her daughter was still wearing her most beautiful clothes.
Dressed in the most gorgeous palace attire, Feng Ruoli raised the jar and slowly drank all the wine in the jar in front of Gong Fanmo.
Putting down the jar in her hand, she didn't know that Feng Ruoli's chest was already wet. She looked so attractive now that her body had grown. The looming appearance of her chest made Gong Fanmo couldn't help but swallow a mouthful of saliva, and didn't dare to go any further.
Looking at her and seeing him change his gaze, Feng Ruoli said: "The old friendship between us is like this wine that has been drunk.
The former Feng Ruoli is dead, and now I am Feng Yilian, the princess of the Silver Moon Kingdom. You are just the son of the Prime Minister Gong, Gong Fanmo, and you are no longer my Sanskrit." After saying this, Feng Ruoli
There seemed to be a touch of sadness, but Gong Fanmo felt that this might be the last time she felt sad because of him.
Feng Ruoli lowered her eyes and smiled, then said: "However, you and I are still friends. After all, you have saved my life several times. So, logically and logically, I will definitely attend your wedding.
I want to witness your happiness in person. But I don’t know what your future wife likes, so it’s really hard to prepare this gift!”
After saying that, Feng Ruoli rubbed her forehead, as if she was really troubled by this issue. Having said this, Feng Ruoli felt that she could no longer stay here. If she stayed here any longer, she would be afraid.
She couldn't help but shed tears in front of him, because now her heart was already very fragile.
After fiddling with her hair to cover the looming breasts on her chest, Feng Ruoli prepared to walk towards the door. As she walked, she said to Gong Fanmo: "Today is to celebrate you, so,
Just be a host again and treat me to a meal. Next time, after you get married, I’ll treat you two to a delicious meal. Then I’ll leave first, it’s already getting late.”
As soon as Feng Ruoli finished speaking and her hand touched the door, she was hugged by Gong Fanmo from behind. Feng Ruoli struggled for a while, but found that she couldn't break free from his arms. At this moment, Feng Ruoli struggled
Ruoli was anxious and angry, tears were already welling up in her eyes, as if they would fall down at any time.
"Ruoli..." Gong Fanmo kept shouting her name in her ear, his voice turning hundreds of times, as if there were endless things he wanted to say, but he could never say them out. Gong Fanmo was tight.
He hugged her tightly, and in the end, there was only one helpless word left: "Ruoli, I know you hate me."
Feng Ruoli only felt it was funny, as if she had heard something incredible, and said: "Why should I hate you? I should be grateful to you. You have saved my life many times. If it weren't for you, I wouldn't have known what happened."
No matter how many times I have died, I will never be able to enjoy the glory and wealth I have now."
Gong Fanmo was more sure than anyone else: "No, every move and look on your face has betrayed you, you know? Hate is written on your face, and I can see it more clearly than anyone else.
." Feng Ruoli simply stopped struggling. Instead, she turned around, mustered up the courage to look directly into Gong Fanmo's eyes, and said lightly: "Without love, where can the hatred come from?"
Her words successfully made Gong Fanmo look pale, indicating that she did not love him and had never loved him. Gong Fanmo finally let go of his hand. When Feng Ruoli saw his appearance, not only did she not
The happiness she imagined was actually a little sad. Feng Ruoli opened the door without hesitation and walked out. When she left, she only left one sentence: "Even though I once loved you, now I no longer love you.