"Haha! Haha!" Fengsong laughed suddenly and interrupted their conversation, "I didn't expect Prince Nangong to be so affectionate towards our Mo'er. Okay! Okay! Since the two of you are as deep in love as the ocean, then it's
There is no need to cultivate feelings anymore, it is better to choose a day than to hit it, and let’s get married for you today!”
Xin Moer tried her best to put on a calm smile. Although Nangong Yun was good, the feeling of being manipulated in her marriage was really unpleasant, and she felt like she was being forced to chase a duck.
The most important thing is that Nangong Yun is the prince of Qidong Kingdom. If she marries him like this, won't there be many women around him in the future? Maybe there will be mistresses and mistresses who will come to provoke him from time to time.
Then shouldn't she transform into a fighter jet and drive away the fierce beasts that rush towards her every day?
Unexpectedly, the smile on her face made Feng Qingcang mistakenly think that Nangong Yun was the one she liked, so no matter whether he was hinting openly or secretly, she still refused to open her heart to him.
Is this the reason why she has always been indifferent to him?
The corners of Feng Qingcang's mouth twitched up, self-mockery and decadence inadvertently revealed.
Nangong Yun's eyes were fixed on Xin Mo'er's little face, and he actually rejected Feng Song's proposal, "Not yet."
Feng Song's eyes widened, and the smile on his face disappeared, "Prince Nangong, what does this mean?"
"On the wedding day, it doesn't matter what you or I say." Nangong Yun lowered his head and looked at Xin Mo'er, "Only what Mo'er said counts."
Xin Moer felt a warmth spread in her heart, warm and full.
Feng Qingcang stood still, without stopping or saying a word.
"Yes, Father, please don't worry about it. When Mo'er gets married is her own business." Feng Qingyu didn't want Mo'er to marry Qidong far away, so he quickly spoke.
"What do you know! What are you messing with!" Feng Song scolded him.
"People have plans for emotional matters, so it's not your turn to worry about it." Feng Qingyu ignored his anger, and then bumped into Feng Qingcang, "You should say something! Little girl
We are all going to a foreign country, why don’t you stand up and say something?”
"It is a good thing that she goes to a foreign country, why should I stop her? She will only cause trouble for me all the time. If this trouble is removed, it will be too late for me to be happy. What else can I say?" Feng Qingcang said uncharacteristically.
No more blocking Xin Moer's departure.
"Are you sure you won't stop me? Are you sure you want the little girl to marry Nangong Yun? Do you dare to say you won't regret it in the future?" Feng Qingyu was angry. He didn't know why, but when he thought of Xin Mo'er marrying Nangong Yun, he felt
It feels uncomfortable.
He would rather Xin Moer stay by Feng Qingcang's side forever. At least he can see her every day. Whenever he wants to see her, he can just ride out of the palace and see her.
"It's her business who she wants to marry, and it's my business whether she regrets it later. It has nothing to do with you." Feng Qingcang's face showed no emotion or anger at all. It was unexpectedly normal. Then he flicked his face.
Yixiu put Xin Moer aside and left the banquet alone.
Xin Moer's heart was suffocated, and she felt that his back looked so lonely and lonely.
Then he shook his head, how could he be lonely? He was used to being aloof, so how could he be lonely.
He just said that she was a trouble, and he would only be happy if she was gone.
In fact, this is expected. Since nine years ago, he was willing to send himself to Taibai Mountain. Then nine years later, he will be equally willing to marry himself to a foreign country.
Very reasonable.
Xin Mo'er stroked her chest to dissipate the depressed feeling in her chest, and shouted in his direction, "Okay! Since you regard me as your trouble, then I will leave Nan Zhao tomorrow.
Marry to pray for the east, so that you won’t get bored when you two look at her!”
"You love to be petty, no one can stop you, as long as you don't regret and cry when the time comes." Feng Qingcang didn't look back, paused for a second, and left with meteor steps.
In Xin Moer's eyes, the graceful white figure became smaller and smaller, became more and more hazy, and became more and more blurred. It slowly turned into a white star, and finally disappeared.
Xin Moer finally shouted to the sky, "Who can cry! Who do you think you are! I didn't know what it felt like to cry since I was born! You heartless stinky fox!"
Everyone present shook their heads. How could she be the crown princess of Qidong Kingdom?
If she marries, she will be the future Queen Qidong, and no one can change her. Because Emperor Qidong has a son, there is no doubt that Nangong Yun’s Crown Princess will be the destined Queen Qidong.
It's just that her carefree temperament is really not suitable for being a queen. It would be ridiculous to marry her.
In fact, everyone present did not understand why Nangong Yun did not marry a princess with both talent and beauty, and a pure and noble blood, but why he chose such a temperamental little girl.
Nangong Yun was stunned when he saw Xin Moer staring at Feng Qingcang's long-disappeared back, and his amber blue eyes darkened, tainted with a hint of worry.
Xin Moer suddenly turned around and said to Nangong Yun, "You go back to the inn first. I'll go back home to pack some things. You can pick me up tomorrow. Let's go to Qidong."
"Okay." Nangong Yun nodded.
The air pressure here was too low. Xin Moer didn't want to stay in the palace any longer and ignored everyone. She didn't even bother to say hello to Feng Song before leaving and left in a hurry.
Lan Yin sighed softly and followed her closely.
When Nangong Yun saw that she had left the palace, he lost interest in staying here for a long time. He bowed curtly and returned to his post house.
After Xin Moer left the palace, she did not go directly back to Prince Xu's Mansion. She kept wandering around outside until dark, and unknowingly ended up on a deserted tree-lined path.
"Little princess, let's go back to the mansion." Lan Yin looked at the sky and said, "If you don't go back, the prince will worry about the little princess."
Xin Moer curled her lips, "Is he worried? I think he is hoping that something will happen to me."
"Little princess, in fact, the prince has always cared about you. Haven't you noticed that the prince treats you differently from others..."
Before Lan Yin could finish her words, she was interrupted by a cold voice.
"Since you don't want to go back home, then just stay."
Xin Moer was startled and looked in the direction of the sound, only to see Zuo Zhong blocking their way, looking at her with a strange smile on his face.
And beside Zuo Zhong stood Zuo Wan with a proud look on his face.
There was no color on Lan Yin's face. She didn't even notice when Zuo Zhong appeared.
It can be seen that he is a very hidden master, and his martial arts skills are obviously superior to hers.
Lan Yin quietly approached Xin Mo'er and put her mouth to her ear, "Little princess, wait for me to hold him down, you can take the opportunity to escape first."
"What nonsense are you talking about? If we want to go together, we must stay together!" Xin Mo'er rolled her eyes at her and looked at Zuo Zhong warily, "Prime Minister Zuo, why are you so leisurely and relaxed today? Why did you come out in the middle of the night just for this?