Whether it is the care in the eyes of his family, or Mo Yang's single-minded true feelings, there are countless things that make Xia Yuhua not moved. She didn't expect that she could reap such a great happiness in this life, which was God's gift to her and the greatest luck.

Looking back, her previous thoughts may have been a little too selfish, she wanted to put all her energy into what she thought was the most important thing first, but she neglected another layer of emotional needs of these people who have always loved her.

Now she is twenty years old, not to mention that a woman of her age is married, many of them have even given birth to several children, and there is basically nothing left for those of her age except for those who can't get married, so it's normal for her father and Aunt Mei to be anxious for her.

As for Mo Yang, this man who thinks about her first in everything has already reached the age of starting a family. But because he took care of her, he never asked a word, even if the elders on both sides took the initiative to ask to sit down and talk about marriage, they still thought about her in advance, and the marriage period gave her her own choice.

All of this, Mo Yang thought about it for himself first, and took all the responsibility on him, he was the wicked, but she was cleanly chosen, how could she not be moved by such affection?

My father is right, some things can be moved back, but this kind of good marriage can be met but not sought, and it can't always be delayed for so long. Thinking about the ninth day of the first month, she couldn't help laughing, and her heart was extremely sweet.

Time flies quickly, and in a blink of an eye, it is the ninth day of the new year. And Xia's house inside and out, up and down, all cleaned up and tidy, if it weren't for not wanting to be too ostentatious, Xia Dongqing couldn't wait to make people look up and have a good time. Although it is only the Mo family who came to the door to propose a marriage today, but his heart is happy, with the first step, he is naturally not far from officially marrying his daughter!

And the Mo family also came early. Mr. Mo really came with someone in person. The subordinates of the Mo family carried one load after another of dazzling dowries, and entered the door of the Xia family with joy on their faces. It was very lively inside and outside for a while, and even outside for a while, there were a lot of people watching the excitement.

Everyone inquired around, and when they learned that it was Mr. Mo of the Mo family in the capital who came forward to propose to Miss Xia for the third prince of Mo today, these people all seemed excited. From time to time, they exchanged ears and discussed, regardless of whether they were standing on the side or not.

It's no wonder that the Mo family and the Xia family are not ordinary people, although the Xia family has long since lost the old scenery, but General Xia's prestige has always maintained the same weight in the hearts of the people. There is also Miss Na Xia, regardless of the various rights and wrongs that have been passed down in the past few years, the top medical skills of the current hand have long been famous in the capital. When it comes to Xia Yuhua, I am afraid that there are few people in the capital who do not know him.

And the Mo family is also famous, who doesn't know how big the Mo family's financial resources are? Of course, the most important thing is that the Mo family has been charitable for so many years, and their reputation has spread far and wide. And Mo Sangongzi is Mr. Mo's favorite grandson, and it is said that he is the next successor of the Mo family.

Therefore, Mo Yang and Xia Yuhua are married, and such news is naturally more attractive than anything else. And these two families didn't plan to hide anything from their relatives. So it didn't take long for the third son of the Mo family to get engaged to the Xia family's small family to spread like a wind in the capital.

And just as the two families were happily congratulating and celebrating each other, the Five Princes' Mansion was terrifyingly quiet at this time.

Originally, the various snobbery in the mansion were stuffed in, but at this moment, the warblers and Yanyan who had already let Zheng Moran secretly subdue them were already running away automatically and consciously. No one is stupid, anyone with eyes can see that the mood of the five princes today is surprisingly bad.

Although they didn't know much about the specific reason, the word "roll" in the study before was really enough to make people outside feel frightened when they heard it. After that, I saw the butler running out of the study with an embarrassed face, running out of the study as if he was running for his life, waving everyone with an ugly face, and waving everyone's hand, signaling everyone to go as far as they wanted, so that no one should disturb the master.

If it was usual, these eyeliners from all parties would naturally think of a way, squeezing their heads to ask what happened to the fifth prince.97ks., and he lost his temper so abnormally. And now. No matter how curious they were, none of them had the courage to inquire about these things, whether it was for any kind of fame, whether it was for the simplest desires or even survival, in short. Now these people have one thing in common, that is, they have to serve Zheng Moran in private.

Because of this, these people are all wondering in their hearts, what kind of thing can make the five princes, who usually look inconspicuous, but in fact scheming to death, be so emotionally disturbed?

But it's still that name, curiosity is curiosity, but no one dares to ask more than half a point, and the people in the house are all as if they feel something, and if it's okay, try not to come out and hang around, so as to save a bad luck and accidentally hit the master's crater, it's not a joke.

At this moment, Zheng Moran locked himself alone in the study, sitting there staring at the portrait hanging in front of him expressionlessly. His gaze did not move, as if there was some spell on the portrait he was looking at, so that he did not even blink an eye.

After a long time, he finally blinked, and his brows were furrowed, but he still stared at the painting and never looked away.

"Is he that good?" Zheng Moran asked the person on the painting as if talking to himself, "Do you really like him so much?" ”

He asked very seriously, but the person in the painting could not have answered him. He finally let out a long sigh, then leaned back in his chair and closed his eyes, leaving only the person in the painting still smiling and grinning, as if he had been watching.

The person in the painting is none other than Xia Yuhua, and even Zheng Moran himself does not know how many portraits of Yuhua have been painted in the past three years, laughing or angry, standing or acting, all so lifelike. Except for the first one, which was given to Yuhua as a birthday gift that year, all the others were well stored in this study, and no one except himself was allowed to peep.

He didn't know when he started to like Xia Yuhua, but he felt that no woman had ever been able to inadvertently break into his heart like that girl. In private, he didn't want to deny this strong feeling, but whenever he confessed intentionally or unintentionally, the girl always took it as a joke or teasing, and never took it seriously.

Maybe in Yuhua's heart, it's not that she didn't take it seriously, and it wasn't that she really didn't understand what she meant, but the girl didn't seem to want to accept it, so she simply ignored it except for pretending to be stupid.

He never thought that he would really like a woman, when his mother died, he told him that the most trustworthy thing in the world is a woman, and if you want to achieve a great cause, you can't have too much love for children. Like his father, a woman can be petted, but she can never be used for love. Because once you love, it is equivalent to finding the biggest threat for yourself, and it may threaten your own safety at any time.

For so many years, he has always remembered the words of his mother, and he has kept his eyes on it, just to seek that final blow. He knew that he had to fight for everything, even his life, or he would be killed like his mother in that cold and merciless place. For so many years, he has never paid attention to any woman, let alone felt that it was important whether there was such a woman in his life.

However, until one day, when Xia Yuhua inadvertently broke into his life, he forgot everything his mother said without warning, and fell in love with this woman little by little.

In the past, he never thought that when he was alone, he would feel lonely, and he always thought that real life was like that. But now, everything has changed. When he saw her, he would feel that the whole world would become brighter, even if he listened to her say something innocuous and watched her reluctantly perfunctory himself, he felt that it was an indescribable joy.

And after she leaves, an inexplicable loneliness and longing will emerge in his heart, and the more the days go by, the more so. He painted many portraits of her, and every time he saw her in the past few years, no matter how subtle and different her expressions were, he recorded them one by one. In the dead of night, when he opens the portraits, it is as if he is facing a real person, so that his heart can get a moment of peace and happiness.

There is no doubt that he is really in love with this woman, overturning everything he imagined before, and falling in love without too many scruples. He even felt that his mother's words back then were too absolute, only if he had enough ability, then loving someone would no longer be his weakness, but would only make his heart that had been lonely for more than 20 years warmer.

It's like this, and it doesn't matter if you've never experienced it, but once you try something, it's like you're addicted, and you can't forget it. Although most of him still has to endure loneliness alone, when he thinks of her, he will feel that he is a real flesh-and-blood person, and he will feel that no matter how long he waits and endures, it is worth it.

Like a moth in the dark night, even if he knew it was fire, the moment he pounced on it was enough to make him feel that this life had meaning, and all of this became satisfied.

But...... Today, she is engaged to someone else! Zheng Moran suddenly opened his eyes, and an indescribable cold light was refracted in his eyes, and he muttered, "Mo Yang...... Mo Yang! (To be continued) RQ