235 Sinking as Drifting (5)

Fu Wanying's graceful delicate body trembled slightly, and she was in tears, so she went back to the Zhenbei General's Mansion in a fit of anger.

"Your Highness won't explain to the second princess?" Shen Xu said.

Mu Xiu's eyes were slightly cold, and he said coldly: "Go with her, she will come back." ”

Shen Su was very curious, why Mu Xiu had such an indifferent attitude towards Wan Ying, weren't the two very affectionate?

Seven days later, the dark night was like thick ink, Mu Xiu slowly walked towards her room, her face gloomy, and her cold voice sounded in the darkness:

"Su Niang, Uncle Huang likes you." The voice was a little choked.

Shen Su was slightly stunned, "I understand, Your Highness wants to give me to him as a gift, so as to win him over?" ”

Mu Xiu's face was dark, "Su Niang..... Can you sacrifice again for me? ”

The corners of Shen Su's mouth twitched a little, and his eyes were like cold moon, "Mo Fei, His Highness wants to drive me away..."

Mu Xiu's throat choked slightly, and he was ruthless, "You go, this is your last task......."

Shen Su's fair face looked slightly drowsy, his heart was cold, and he tried his best to restrain the tears in his eyes, but the tears still dripped down uncontrollably.

Your heart is so cruel that you won't even give me the last shred of hope to live.

"Mu Xiu, do you know that my seven-year dream is shattered after all."

Mu Xiu was silent, his face was cold, as if he hadn't heard this sentence into his ears.

The light in Shen Su's eyes finally dimmed.

On the day of the wedding, ten miles of red makeup, she was dressed in a phoenix crown and a xia veil, dressed in a unique phoenix brocade robe in the world, exuding dazzling brilliance, brilliant brilliance, wearing a golden crown, hanging down the colorful glass bead ring, showing more women's skin like coagulation, although there are thousands of styles between the eyebrows and eyes, but the eyes are cold, it seems to be able to see through everything, she is expressionless, in front of everyone's eyes, step by step towards the lobby of the palace.

Every piece of jewelry she wears is worth a lot of money, and it is ingenious, and the light is intertwined and shining, adding to her nobility.

This moment is the most beautiful in her life.

Mu Han was dressed in luxurious red clothes, black as three thousand green silk, meticulously tied, the natural king's noble majesty was awe-inspiring, and when the bride arrived, he slowly turned around and was amazed.

Shen Su raised her eyes, and when she saw the king for the first time, she was slightly shocked, he turned out to be the black-robed man who saved her under the cherry blossom tree.

I thought that the king was an old man, but I didn't expect that he was younger and more handsome than she imagined, and his instruments were extraordinary.

Mu Han smiled at her, stepped forward and gently held her jade hand, and the two of them became relatives and worshipped.

She never noticed that Mu Xiu, who was watching the ceremony, was hiding under his sleeve, his cold and trembling hands.

Su Niang, maybe come to him, you will live better.

The bright moon shines in the corridor, the drunken and slightly drunk Mu Han's three thousand ink hairs are surging like a waterfall, his clothes are fluttering, and he walks into the cave room nobly and elegantly.

The flaming red costume, and the ice and snow in the eyes that do not melt all year round, look abrupt.

Mu Han stretched out his jade hand, slightly strained in his palm, grabbed her waist, hugged her into his arms, and held her cold hand tightly.

Shen Su was annoyed and embarrassed, and resisted for a while, but was still tamed by his strength.

"Good ice's hand ....." Mu Han held her hands, put them to her lips, and gently rubbed her delicate red lips, tossed and turned for a moment, and exhaled softly.

Shen Su was slightly stunned, her hands were crispy and numb, her heart was warmed, and she fell into the warm and comfortable embrace of the morning light, which made her frozen heart melt a little.

"Why don't two cold people warm each other together?" Mu Han's deep and dark eyes contained a doting color, and the corners of his cold mouth flashed with a warm smile.