"Do you really want to know Lu Dao?" Looking at Feng Wan's trembling expression, Cang Yueyu asked again, her tone was gloomy and her face was gloomy.

Feng Wan resisted the urge to escape, "Yu ......"

"Get out, don't let me see you again in the future!, otherwise, I will definitely kill you!" The suppressed anger erupted in vain under Feng Wan's second "Yu", Cang Yueyu shook off the jaw in his hand vigorously, didn't want to look at Feng Wan again, and brushed his sleeves away in Feng Wan's fall, without looking back.

Feng Juan was indeed injured, and his body was indeed weak, how could he resist Cang Yueyu's hard throw, and suddenly the whole person staggered back a few steps, and an unstable and embarrassed fall, and when he looked up quickly, he saw Cang Yueyu's indifferent and departing back, and suddenly fell into the ice cellar, his whole body was cold, and his tears fell uncontrollably again-

The dividing line –

Huangjue Temple, the door of the hall is open, reflecting the glittering golden light in the main hall.

Feng Yu was dressed in white, kneeling alone in front of the Buddha, kneeling on the futon on the ground, and worshipping sincerely with her hands folded.

When Cang Yueyu arrived, he saw the kneeling white back in the hall at a glance, and the figure seemed to be plated with a layer of brilliant gold in the shining golden light emitted by the golden Buddha.

In an instant, Cang Yueyu stopped suddenly, but then stepped into the hall faster and more quickly, and blurted out: "Is it true that what my father said? Would you rather be a monk than marry me?"

"Haven't you seen it all?" Feng Yu replied indifferently.

"I want you to say it yourself!" Cang Yueyu's hand under the sleeve of her shirt clenched.

"Yes, I'd rather be a monk than marry you, I hope that Lord Yu won't be entangled from now on!"

Say it in person, Feng Yu immediately replied, her words were crisp and neat, without the slightest hesitation, and there was no trace of warmth and affection.

"You...... No, I don't believe it, I don't believe a word!" Cang Yueyu gritted her teeth, staring at Feng Yu's back to his kneeling on the ground, and the hands under his sleeves clenched more and more!

"Lord Yu, I have already said it so clearly and so clearly, is it interesting that you continue to entangle like this?" Cang Yueyu's disbelief, listening to Feng Yu's ears, is entangled! Feng Yu's voice added a trace of boredom in vain, a trace of obvious boredom, boredom of Cang Yueyu.

Cang Yueyu couldn't hear it, her face suddenly changed, she stepped forward and bent down and grabbed Feng Yu's arm, and dragged the kneeling Feng Yu up, the action was fast and violent, so that Feng Yu had to face him, look at him, stared at Feng Yu's eyes and said: "This is 'Huangjue Temple', if you really want to become a monk, why don't you go to the nunnery, but you want to come here? If there is no order from your father, can you come in casually? Tell me, is your father forcing you?" When I first heard Cang Jingtian say that, The heart was like being stabbed like a knife, and all the way to the road was full of that sentence echoing, until the moment I stepped into the hall and saw her back, I suddenly realized this key point, but despite this, although I realized that it was Cang Jingtian behind my back, I was still hurt by her indifferent back and indifferent and tired voice. But despite this, when the last sentence was asked, Cang Yueyu's voice was unusually gentle.

When the words fell, Cang Yueyu looked at Feng Yu in front of her, who was obviously a little pale, waiting for Feng Yu to tell him everything and tell everything.