She doesn't think that her acting skills can hide from all of them, probably because her temperament has changed.

In the past, she was cold, taciturn, always looking high, looking down on others, giving people the impression that she was a little unkind, but in fact, her heart was not what they thought, she just habitually wrapped herself. But the more she grows up, the more lonely she feels, as a princess, although she has a glamorous identity, but every day lives a life hanging by a thread, she has really seen too many examples of losing her life because of saying the wrong thing and doing the wrong thing. In order to survive, she must learn to be obscure, she is silent, she is used to being alone, and she doesn't know how to get along with others.

But when she lost her identity as a princess and was just an ordinary woman, without the fetters of imperial power and status, and without the suspicion of intrigue, she could finally tear off her disguise and not have to live so tired.

I don't know when she began to have a strange look in her eyes, not only indifferent, but also sad and joyful, sour and sweet.

Just like Jiang Wu said, don't always think about those who have hurt you, and let hatred swallow you, because there is still a group of people who really care about you and sincerely hope that you can live a good life. So she decided to leave behind the things she was carrying, learn to get along with others, and learn to accept the love of others. When did she start changing? She thought about it, maybe it was the moment when she decided to let go of Mo Beiqi, it was like letting go of her long-standing obsession, and maybe letting her be reborn in the dark was not to let her change her life against the sky and go through the road at that time, but to hope that she could live again and enjoy life.

Thinking about it, it seemed that the knot in his heart had been untied, and Feng Luotian suddenly felt relaxed.

…… After a long silence, she thought a lot.

"Girl, the osmanthus is almost folded." Xingmei straightened her waist, raised her hand and gently shaved the osmanthus flowers with frost dew in the basket, and walked towards the side of the road as she spoke.

Feng Luo stared at the flowers in the basket with blue eyes, did not look up, blinked his eyes and asked, "Is this enough?" ”

"That's enough." Xingmei's eyebrows stretched, and she said with a light smile, "I just borrowed some, but I didn't pick all the osmanthus flowers in this woodgarden,"

After listening to the woman's words, Feng Luo pursed her lips in embarrassment, straightened her waist, a smile opened her eyes, and glanced at the dense osmanthus branches around her a little helplessly, she replied, "Okay." ”

Xingmei pursed her lips and looked at her, seeing that she didn't want to leave, her eyebrows gradually melted, and she said, "If the girl really doesn't want to leave here, it just so happens that this son is also here to enjoy the flowers, so let's go with the son." ”

As she spoke, Xingmei moved a few steps to the side, and the man who was originally blocked by Xingmei appeared in Feng Luotian's eyes.

Suddenly, Feng Luo's eyebrows gradually swelled into a small mountain, standing in place in a daze, and she suddenly forgot to look away.

Xing Mei saw Feng Luo looking at the man intently, a smile of clear spring appeared on her lips, she lowered her head and pursed her lips and smiled, picked up her things and quietly walked away.

She saw the man standing in the distance early in the morning, and she thought that the man was just standing there admiring the wood, but then she glanced at it a few times in succession, and found that it didn't seem to be the case, and she forgot that there was a girl in the garden who was more delicate than the flowers. The man stood there silently, his gaze never taking away from the woman.

It seems that "the drunkard doesn't mean to drink", he came to her specifically, right? Xingmei thought of a series of strange performances of the woman just now, and she already knew it in her heart.

Come to think of it, it's better for her to leave.

……

The two looked at each other for a long time, and Feng Luotian's eyes gradually turned cold, until the last trace of tenderness in his eyes disappeared.

She looked away indifferently and silently walked towards Jiang Wu.

Jiang Wu frowned slightly, watching the woman walking towards her, and there was a glimmer of light in his phoenix eyes.

But in the next second, the bright light turned to loss.

The thought in her heart was disappointed, and the woman did not stop, but passed him directly with a cold face.

His heart ached as if he had been pinched, and he turned around, and when she was two meters away from him, his voice shouted with a little urgency, "Luo Luo?!" ”

The figure paused, grabbed the fingers on the edge of the basket and clenched hard, Feng Luo pursed her red lips tightly, and raised her chin calmly, she didn't turn to look at him, her voice was as cold as a wooden tree on her fingertips, she said, "Is there something wrong?" ”

Looking at the woman's slightly detached back, Jiang Wu's brows locked a little more, and he sank his voice, and he walked towards her.

The hard chest gently pressed against Feng Luo's shoulders, revealing a faint sadness between his eyebrows, he lowered his head slightly, looking at the woman with a goose egg face, under the thick and straight long eyelashes, a pair of bright eyes looked away indifferently, and the slightly pursed lips showed the hidden anger of the woman.

"Can we talk?" It was the first time that Jiang Wu said in such a humble and pleading tone.

Listening to the man's words, time suddenly brought her to the situation when she first met Jiang Wu, at that time, he was dressed in white like snow, warm as jade, like the gentlest and cleanest man in the world. I still remember that time in Chashan Zhuhai, the man's words and deeds revealed his nobility and strategy, a game in the world, the appearance of controlling everything, when would you ever think that the pride of heaven in the eyes of everyone, one day, will beg her in such a tone, how can she be treated like this, can she be treated like this.

It turns out that time has changed more than her.

Feng Luo's heart was a little touched, but he couldn't show it on his face.

Just forgive him? How can there be such a good thing.

Thinking in her heart, Feng Luo's sarcastic lips hooked slightly, chuckled disdainfully, raised her eyes, she looked at Jiang Wu with a slightly cold look, her face was cold, and said, "Between us, what is there to talk about?" ”

I didn't think that a woman would be so angry, Jiang Wufeng stared at her, but she didn't know what to say.

"There are some things I don't tell you just because I don't want you to get into danger." Jiang Wu lowered his eyes and spoke directly to Feng Luo about the worries in his heart.

Don't want her to get her in danger? Heh, that's the answer he gave him?

With a self-deprecating chuckle, Feng Luo looked at Jiang Wu's eyes, she saw firmness and sincerity in his eyes, she understood that Jiang Wu was really worried about her safety.

The woman raised her eyes and looked at Jiang Wu with a serious face, her eyes were full of complicated expressions, she sank the corners of her lips slightly, as if she had something in her heart, she was silent for a while, and said with a little indifference, "Haven't I been involved in danger all the time?" ”

Then there was a long silence, Jiang Wufeng stared at him directly, he was speechless for a while, he didn't know how to answer Feng Luotian's words.

Indeed, is she less in danger these days? He thought that placing her in the palace and not letting her take risks was the best protection for her, but he was wrong, from the moment he knew that she was missing, he knew that everything was just his whim.

Don't look away, Jiang Wu lowered his head a little weakly, looking at Feng Luotian's distant eyes at her, he was examining whether he had done something wrong.

The night was solemn, Feng Luo leaned towards Jiang Wu, but her eyes were slightly hollow, and her gaze didn't know where to fall.

After about half a minute, Feng Luo heard Jiang Wu's slight sigh, as if he was compromising, and as if he had made a heavy decision, he raised his head, and at the same time slowly raised his hand to gently cover her shoulder, slightly lowered his head, Jiang Wu coaxed her and said, "Luo Luo, I was wrong, don't be angry, okay." ”

With a slight twitch in her heart, she looked into the man's eyes, three points of low breath, seven points of sincerity, his tone did not seem to be really wrong, but like he was bowing to her.

He is like a child who has done something wrong and is coquettish to his mother, when did he become like this? Feng Luotian is not a hard-hearted person, her heart warms, she knows that although the man deceived her, he is for her good.

She can't resist the appearance of a man the most.

In fact, she had forgiven him in her heart, but her face was still tight, she looked at her with flat eyes, but her eyes were no longer alienated and indifferent, she looked at him for a while before she slowly asked, "Then you say, what are you wrong?" ”

At this time, Jiang Wu was like the little daughter-in-law of the domineering president, she lowered her head in recognition of her mistake, and said obediently, "I shouldn't hide anything from you and make you worry." ”

"Do you dare next time?"

"Don't dare."

"What if you do it again next time?"

"Let the lady punish her."

"And next time?!"

"I didn't ...... There is no next time. ”

"That's pretty much it."

………

Seeing that the man's attitude of admitting his mistake was quite correct, she hooked her lips with satisfaction and raised her chin proudly.

Jiang Wu looked up and saw that the woman finally smiled, her eyes were no longer indifferent, her brows stretched slightly, and a bright smile immediately bloomed on her lips.

His hand slowly descended, easily encircling the woman's thin waist.

The weak and helpless appearance just now no longer exists, and the man at this moment has regained his domineering and evil expression.

Feng Luotian found that Jiang Wu seemed to like this posture very much, and touched her waist at every turn.

The bodies of the two were tightly pressed together, Jiang Wu raised his hand and slowly held the woman's hand, but saw that the woman's hand was as cold as an ice sculpture, it must be because of the osmanthus just now, his brows frowned slightly, and his secretive phoenix eyes sank, he glanced at her silently, grabbed her hand and reached into his chest.

Through the thin fabric, Jiang Wu's chest was warm, her slightly red jade hand gradually recovered to its original state, from beginning to end, the man didn't say a word, Feng Luo's heart was already touched.

He even used his own body temperature to warm her hands.

Men have done their part, if she is still angry, wouldn't it seem that she is too hypocritical?

"Are your feet cold?" Suddenly, Jiang Wu's voice sounded.

"Huh?" Feng Luo poured the towel and couldn't turn it, but he didn't understand the man's words.

The man pursed his thin lips and looked at her with calm eyes...

"Oh, I'm not cold, it's fine." Feng Luo came to his senses.

As soon as Feng Luo's voice fell, the man picked her up horizontally, the woman exclaimed in a low voice, the center of gravity under her feet was unstable, and she subconsciously hugged the man's neck.

The man didn't pay attention to her expression, hugged her, turned around and strode back to her small courtyard.