Feng Yuehua looked at the streets that were decorated with lights and did not appear dark, only the breeze was blowing, swaying lanterns......

The street was deserted at this time, and there were no pedestrians passing by for a long time, listening to Feng Yuehua's question, but it was a little deep and depressing.

Quan Lihua, who chased out, couldn't help but sigh, looking at the back, feeling pity and helplessness.

"It's him ......"

"I know it's him......"

Feng Yuehua slowly squatted down, buried her face deep in her knees, and there was a faint sobbing and inferiority complex in her voice.

In the room, the person's aura had not yet dissipated, and even if it was not much, she could recognize it instantly.

For many years, she has been like this. Chasing his steps and following his trails, it seems that he can't escape or quit in this life.

Quan Lihua walked up and patted her on the shoulder gently, "Yuehua, give up." ”

They are impossible! Why should Feng Yuehua bother with it?

Feng Yuehua didn't respond to Quan Lihua, but just nested deeply, refusing to move, and refusing to give up......

"I can't do it."

Feng Yuehua choked her voice and opened her mouth softly, but with grievance and unwillingness.

"Why do you bother?"

Quan Lihua sighed, Nalan Qing, Feng Yuehua, it is impossible in this life!

"Auntie, is my background wrong? Isn't it ...... me?"

Feng Yuehua raised her head sharply and looked at Quan Lihua, her voice full of questioning and bitterness.

“……”

Birth......

Born?

Quan Lihua looked sideways slightly, she didn't dare to say anything about Feng Yuehua's words, and she didn't dare to answer.

Seeing this, Feng Yuehua rarely showed a touch of sadness and ridicule, and the corners of her mouth rippled with self-deprecation.

"Hehe......"

Quan Lihua closed her eyes, "Yuehua, you better give up." Choose a son-in-law in Tanglin well, you ...... It's going to be a good time. "Keep your books

As long as Feng Yuehua gets married in Tanglin, she will give up that ......

Feng Yuehua shook her head, "Auntie, you don't need to persuade anymore, if you can really let it go, you can put it down as early as the beginning." ”

“……”

Feng Yuehua's words, why not give herself and Quan Lihua a reply?

She insists on what she insists on, no matter how much others say and persuade more, what's the use?

"It's windy at night, don't catch a cold."

Quan Lihua shook her head, took a deep look at Feng Yuehua, and finally turned around and walked back to the inn.

And Feng Yuehua raised her eyes faintly, looking at the dark night sky, dotted with a few stars, less cold and magnificent, more lively and beautiful.

I don't know how long it took, Feng Yuehua finally recovered her mood, her face returned to calm again, and she slowly turned around and walked back to the inn.

The next day, Xuan Mobao was pulled up by Xuezhu and dressed up vividly......

The delicate makeup at this time makes Xuan Mobao's facial features even more delicate and three-dimensional.

The waist-length green silk was decorated with a bead flower by snowdrops, pinned to the hair, adding a touch of playfulness and agility.

Dressed in white, Sheng Xue made Xuan Mobao look more elegant and noble, and the whole person looked much more mature.

"Xuezhu, isn't it too exaggerated for you to dress me up so grandly?"

Xuan Mobao was really embarrassed to caress Xuezhu's interest. I can only let her paint a little bit......

"No exaggeration, no exaggeration! Miss, you don't know...... The slave and the maid are to ......"

Xuezhu looked at her masterpiece with great satisfaction, clapped her hands, looked at the person in front of her, and smiled.

"Hurry up, hurry up!"

"Here ...... here"

"This way, this ......"

"Oops, it's not here, you guys put it wrong!"

“……”

There was a sudden noisy sound outside the door, Xuezhu and Xuan Mobao glanced at each other and hurriedly walked out.