Mo Wengu took this letter and left the book, and his heart was full of emotion, and he was full of miscellaneous tastes.

All the scenes of the past six months have passed through his mind in confusion at this moment.

The sound of drums in the palace was already loud for a while, as if to tell him that the auspicious time was about to arrive.

Mo Wengu seemed to be frozen, and only stared at the He Lishu in front of him motionlessly without reacting.

At this time, the maid ran in in a hurry, and he didn't care about saluting, so he panted and said to Mo Wen: "Prince, the auspicious time is coming, and all the guests outside are waiting for you. ”

Mo Wen glanced at the anxious and sweaty face, and then at the snow ring.

The latter maintained a bent knee posture, and also urged urgently: "Please sign it." ”

Mo Wengu looked deeply at the paper and the book, as if he wanted to turn it into ashes with his burning gaze, and it took a long time before he said to the minister: "Take the pen." ”

Although the prime minister had doubts, he did not dare to hesitate, and immediately found pen and ink from the house and served Mo Wengu to write.

Mo Wengu dipped in ink, and the tip of the pen clicked on the empty space next to Shu Qing, and after a few moments, he wrote his name with a pen.

Mo Wengu handed over another copy of the signed and leaving letter to Xue Pei's hand, and asked a little unwillingly: "Miss Shu, do you have anything to tell you to convey to this king?" ”

He didn't know what he was unwilling to do, and it was clear that he had put down the cruel words in the dungeon and said that he didn't want to see Shu Qing again in this life, but now he was the one who was unwilling to sign this and leave the book.

A woman like Shu Qing, what is there to be nostalgic for?

Xue Huan said without changing his face: "Miss didn't say anything to the slave maid. The slave and maid did not disturb the prince's wedding, and the slave and maid retired. ”

Xue Huan said, turning around and leaving the palace.

"Wait." Mo Wen Gu Ghost stopped her.

Xuehuan didn't turn around, but just stopped, listening to Mo Wengu's instructions.

"Take good care of her." Mo Wengu opened his thin lips, and his tone was unprecedentedly gentle. He seemed to have a thousand words in his throat, but in the end, the words he said were only these simple five words.

Xuehuan clutched the book in her hand tightly, as if she hadn't heard Mo Wengu's words, she didn't even pay attention to him, and ran out of the Qingwang Mansion that suffocated her.

It wasn't until the snow ring ran away that Mo Wengu came back to his senses and put his palm on his chest.

There was a faint throbbing pain in this position, which was a really strange feeling.

Mo Wen looked out the door, and the prime minister was looking at him, and the prime minister hesitated for a while, and finally called softly: "Lord, lord?" ”

Mo Wengu looked too far: "Huh? ”

"It's getting late, please go to the Joy Hall."

"Hmm." Mo Wengu stroked his crumpled chest, and walked out of the room without a trace of nostalgia.

Today is a great day for him and Liu Chuimian, and he should cheer up and be happy.

Xue Huan over there held the book in her hand and trotted out of King Qing's Mansion all the way, no matter how the old housekeeper chased her behind her, she never looked back.

Snow Ring was full of strength, as if she wanted to escape from some nightmare, and only buried her head and did not stop for a moment.

Just as Xuehuan was about to run out of the gate immediately, a person happened to come in front of him, Xuehuan was careless, but he collided with that person, and even the book in his hand flew out lightly.

Xuehuan was so anxious that he wanted to grab Nahe Lishu, but the person who met him was already the first to step on Nahe Lishu.

"Yo, who is this? Isn't this the snow ring girl next to the princess? The man laughed weirdly.

As soon as Xuehuan looked up, he saw that the person who was competing with him was Feng Yunan.

Feng Yunan hung his hands around his arms, staring at her condescendingly, with unstoppable arrogance and sarcasm in his eyes, Feng Yunan stretched out the folding fan in his hand, and lightly wanted to provoke Xuehuan's chin, but Xuehuan quickly turned his head and avoided his teasing.

Feng Yunan didn't give up, just stood where he was, and looked at her with interest: "Miss Xuehuan, why are you running in such a hurry?" ”

Although Xuehuan didn't want to deal with him, but at this moment, Helishu was still trampled under his feet, so he had to swallow his anger and said: "Feng Gongzi, the slave maid still has important things to do, and please return the letterhead to the slave maid first." ”

"Letterhead?" Xuehuan didn't say that he hadn't noticed that there was a letter at his feet, and after Xuehuan's reminder, Feng Yunan became interested, and he hurriedly bent down to pick up the letter under his feet and held it in his hand.

There was a black footprint on the originally white letterhead, and seeing that Feng Yunan was about to open it to watch, Xuehuan was so anxious that he pounced on him immediately, and shouted: "You return my letterhead!" ”

If it weren't for Feng Yunan, the dog thief, Niangniang would not have been framed and arrested in the dungeon, and now seeing Feng Yunan, Xuehuan couldn't wait to bite him to the ground!

Xuehuan didn't let him see it, Feng Yunan wanted to see it, Feng Yunan was tall and big, it was too easy to deal with Xuehuan, he stood on tiptoe slightly, stopped Xuehuan with one hand, and twisted the letterhead with the other.

Just as Feng Yunan was about to see the contents of the letterhead, another person came out of the door at the right time.

The person who came this time was Lin Ziyue.

Lin Ziyue couldn't help but raise her eyebrows, interrupting the farce between the two: "What is Brother Feng doing?" ”

"Brother Lin." Feng Yunan hurriedly put away his raised hand and said with a dry smile, "It's nothing, I'm just joking with this girl." ”

"Brother Feng is really Yaxing," Lin Ziyue said with a meaningful smile, "The prince's wedding is about to start, and I still have time to tease the girl here." ”

"Huh." Feng Yunan originally wanted to play with Xuehuan, but when Lin Ziyue said this, he was embarrassed to attack Xuehuan again, so he only threw the letterhead in his hand on the ground angrily, and shouted with a sneer, "Take it!" I don't know the height of the sky. ”

Saying that, Feng Yunan said goodbye to Lin Ziyue again and went into the mansion alone.

The letterhead left Feng Yunan's hand, and floated to Lin Ziyue's side lightly.

Lin Ziyue picked it up easily, but accidentally caught a glimpse of the content on the letterhead - and the book, the name of Shu Qing and Mo Wengu was still signed! Lin Ziyue recognized that the handwriting on it was written by Shu Qing.

He couldn't help but shake his head and smile bitterly at the moment, this is really like Shu Qing's girl's style, she was the one who pestered Mo Wengu at the beginning, and now she is the one who withdraws the fastest.

She is still the same as when she was a child, without the slightest adaptation.

Lin Ziyue knew that it was rude to look at other people's letterheads, so he immediately closed the book and handed it to Xuehuan with a smile: "Take it." ”

Xuehuan bowed to Lin Ziyue with a thousand thanks, and then left the Qingwang Mansion with the book non-stop.

Shu Qing's carriage was still waiting in the alley on the side, and Xue Huan got into the carriage and solemnly handed over the book to Shu Qing.

Looking at her scribbled payment above, Shu Qing couldn't help but show a self-deprecating wry smile, it seems that Mo Wengu really has no intention of retaining, she carefully put Heli Shu in her sleeve, and asked Xuehuan: "What did the prince say?" ”

Xuehuan remembered what Mo Wengu said before leaving, but shook her head against her will: "The prince didn't say anything. ”

In Xuehuan's opinion, since Niang Nian is planning to leave the prince, then she should withdraw cleanly, maybe not letting her know is the best choice.

Shu Qing's jaw nodded: "I know." ”

She looked up again at the nearby Washington mansion, and said silently in her heart: "Mo Wengu, from now on, one will be separated and two will be happy." ”