"Yan Qi, what are you doing? Why are you pulling me? After Yuehe was pulled out of the crowd by Yan Qi, he asked dissatisfiedly.

Yan Qi glanced around vigilantly, and then whispered, "Do you want to expose your master's residence in Feixue Mountain Villa immediately?" ”

"I ...... It's just for our master's grievances, the emperor once said that he only loves our master, and he will no longer be drafted in this life, but how long has our master left, he immediately ordered the draft! ”

Yan Qi glanced at the bulletin board indifferently: "Haven't you heard that there are ghosts in the world rather than believe the words of the man's mouth?" Chromophobia, a man in the prime of life, there is no woman around, how is it possible? The Emperor is no exception! ”

"Then this matter, should I tell my master when I go back?" Yuehe hesitated.

Yan Qi touched his chin and took two steps, thought about it for a while, and then proposed: "I think you should say it, since it is a national draft, your master will know one day, it is better to know later, it is better to know early, let her be mentally prepared first!" ”

"Alas! Well, I really don't know how to talk to my master! Yuehe clenched the basket in his hand in embarrassment.

Flying Snow Mountain Villa Twilight Snow Pavilion

When Yuehe returned to Mu Xue Pavilion with the basket, Fu Wenjing was playing in the courtyard with Shengze in her arms: "Yuehe, you're back, hurry up and help me take a look at Shengze, I'll go make some food for Shengze, he seems to be hungry!" ”

"Oh...... Good...... Good master. Yuehe was still hesitating how to tell Fu Wenjing about Long Xingche's draft. Suddenly I was taken aback after hearing Fu Wenjing's words! hurriedly walked into the Twilight Snow Pavilion with the basket on his shoulder, put the basket away, and came over to take over the Shengze held by Fu Wenjing.

Fu Wenjing looked at Yuehe's preoccupied appearance, and originally wanted to ask, but thinking that Sheng Ze was hungry, she thought about helping Sheng Ze to make supplementary food and feed her before asking.

After a while

Fu Wenjing hugged Sheng Ze, who had already slept soundly after eating the ground millet flour porridge, and said with a smile: "Yuehe, you see, our Sheng Ze is really a little pig, and he fell asleep after eating." ”

Yuehe looked at Sheng Ze, thinking that his biological father Long Xingche was now busy with the draft, so he felt a little angry, and said sullenly: "Children are like this!" ”

Fu Wenjing raised her head and glanced at Yuehe, the more she looked at Yuehe, the more she felt that the things in her heart didn't seem to be so simple, so she first carried the sleeping Sheng Ze into the room to sleep.

After leaving the room, I saw Yuehe standing there with her head down and twisting her fingers, as if she was hesitating about something.

Fu Wenjing took Yuehe's hand and pressed her to the chair, and said with a smile: "When you came back from the street today, I felt very strange, how about sitting down and let's talk?" ”

"Lord...... Master, I'm ...... I have something to tell you. Yuehe knew that he was a person who was not good at hiding his inner thoughts, and when he saw Fu Wenjing asking, he muttered.

Fu Wenjing looked at Yuehe's still heavy face, so she thought about it and guessed, "Hmm...... What you want to say to me seems to be something that makes you more difficult, with the current relationship between the two of us, what can't you say? ”

Yuehe looked at Fu Wenjing with a worried face and said, "Master, the emperor...... Your Majesty, he ordered the whole country to start the draft! ”

"What draft? How could he ......"

Fu Wenjing stood up in disbelief, Long Xingche's assurances to her were still in her ears, but now she ......

She instantly felt that her whole body hurt, and she didn't know exactly where it hurt, but she felt that there was a pain that was very obvious, that is, her heart, and her heart was now hot and painful!

Originally, she thought that she would have no feelings for all the things that Long Xingche had done, but it seemed that she still overestimated herself!

Yuehe looked at Fu Wenjing standing there, clutching her chest and frowning, so she hurriedly went over to support her and asked worriedly, "Master, what's wrong with you?" What's uncomfortable? ”

Fu Wenjing pressed her chest with her palm, and said bitterly while rubbing: "My heart, my heart is uncomfortable, I originally felt very strong, but now it seems that I really haven't put him down in my heart!" ”

"Master, the emperor, now that the decree has been issued for the national draft, it should be difficult to take it back, so what are you going to do in the future?" Yuehe looked at Fu Wenjing's uncomfortable appearance and asked a little helplessly.

Fu Wenjing hammered her chest with her fist, and then suddenly turned her head to Yuehe and said, "What should I do?" That's it! He broke his promise to be drafted, so I will just forget about the remaining feelings for him! ”

"Master, but seeing how uncomfortable you are now, can you forget it?" Yuehe looked at Fu Wenjing's uncomfortable appearance, and asked in distress.

"I can't forget it, I have to forget it! For emotional matters, when it is interrupted, it is chaotic! I already know about it, so you don't have to mention it to me again! Fu Wenjing said, and picked up a sword in the Twilight Snow Pavilion and went to the courtyard.

Fu Wenjing was very chaotic in her heart, and she danced the sword in no order, but she just released the resentment in her heart!

"If you continue to practice like this, you're going to go crazy!"

Ling Yanbing, who came from outside the Twilight Snow Pavilion, walked quickly in front of Fu Wenjing and snatched the sword from Fu Wenjing's hand.

After Ling Yanbing heard Yan Qi come back and say that Long Xingche had ordered the draft, he was worried that Fu Wenjing would be sad when he knew about it, so he planned to come over to see her, and sure enough, he saw Fu Wenjing so uncalm!

"Leave me alone, you go! Just let me vent! I'm really sick right now! Fu Wenjing looked at the sword that was knocked down by Ling Yanbing on the ground and cried.

Ling Yanbing had no intention of leaving, and felt that it was the most important thing to help Fu Wenjing get through this hurdle now and sort out her mood.

"Do you still love him?"

"You talk nonsense!" Fu Wenjing immediately denied Ling Yanbing's words!

"If you don't love him, you'll have no reaction to his draft, but you see you ...... now," Ling Yanbing said, bending down and picking up the sword on the ground.

"Probably, why did I fall in love with such a man? Where is he worthy of my love? ”

After listening to Ling Yanbing's words, Fu Wenjing synthesized her reaction to Long Xingche's draft, and hung her shoulders in frustration.

"After all, he used to be your husband, as long as you don't abandon the identity of Fu Wenjing in your heart, strictly speaking, it is now!" Ling Yanbing put the sword in the sword and returned it to Fu Wenjing.

Fu Wenjing took the sword, gritted her teeth secretly as if determined, and then when she raised her head again, her tear-stained eyes were full of determination.

"In the future, I will be Ren Duxue, I will completely abandon the identity of Fu Wenjing from my heart, if I can't let go, this kind of torture will continue forever, like a blunt knife cutting flesh!"