Rong Moyun got up: "Shuang'er, you listen to what this king said."

Mu Shuang said secretly in her heart.

Okay, you Rong Moyun used to be in front of people, and never called himself the king.

Today, so many people still call themselves kings.

It seems that his face is still a thousand pounds.

She stepped back slightly, turned around and entered the house directly: "Close the door."

Several of the guards guarding the door stepped forward to close the door.

Rong Moyun was left at the gate of the mansion, and everyone behind him laughed.

"Heaven is a good reincarnation, in the past, it was Miss Mu who pursued Moyun Wangye, and the prince disdained to ignore it, but now it is Moyun Wangye who chases after Miss Mu."

"Yes, yes, it's not bad for Miss Mu to ignore the prince and teach the prince a lesson, the prince didn't know how to cherish it in the past."

Rong Moyun was already very angry in his heart.

Hearing these words, he was even more angry: "Shut up all of them for this king, see whatever you see, get out, and then watch this king copy his house."

Everyone knew Rong Moyun's temper, and they all dispersed one by one.

It grew darker and darker until the clouds were thick.

After a while, the rain fell from the sky like ten thousand silver threads.

A row of drainage droplets fell from the eaves of Mufu, like a beautiful bead curtain.

The dripping raindrops knocked on Rong Moyun's heart.

This Mu Shuang is really ruthless.

If you say it's closed, you close it, and if you say you don't ignore him, you ignore him.

Rong Moyun ran into the heavy rain, and the raindrops fell on his head and clothes.

Rong Moyun looked up and narrowed his eyes: "Mushuang!! You come out for me, hurry up and open the door, I'll wait for you today. ”

The thunder rang out, and the rain continued to fall like beads with broken threads.

In the Mu Mansion, no one responded to Rong Moyun's words at all.

The rain was getting heavier and heavier, and the downpour was pouring non-stop.

Rainwater from the eaves of the houses collects into small streams in the streets.

Heavy rain fell frantically from the sky, and the dark sky seemed to be about to collapse.

The wind chases the rain, the rain chases the wind, the wind and the rain unite to chase the dark clouds in the sky, and the whole heaven and earth are in the rain.

The rain is like thousands of silver threads falling from heaven.

Mu Shuang sat in the hall of Mu Mansion, her willow eyebrows frowning slightly.

The maid on the side reminded: "Miss, go and see the prince, the prince has not been in good health since he was a child, and he can't get wet in the rain!!"

Mu Shuang clenched her fists.

She had been ignoring him for more than a month.

It stands to reason that she should ignore him now.

But when she thought of the things Rong Moyun had done in the past, she became angry.

The maid saw that Mu Shuang was indifferent: "Miss, the prince's health is really not good, you go and take a look, in case there is a problem with the prince's body......"

Mu Shuang slapped the table, and the teacup in her hand was thrown heavily on the table.

She walked slowly out of the hall, and the maid breathed a sigh of relief.

Rong Moyun stood in front of the door of Mu Mansion, almost shivering with cold.

Just when he thought that Mu Shuang would never open the door for him in his life.

The door of Mufu slowly opened.

Rong Moyun heard the sound of the door opening, and suddenly sobered up a lot.

Mu Shuang saw Rong Moyun in the heavy rain, and her heart tightened: "Rong Moyun...... You ......"

Rong Moyun heard her voice, the corners of his mouth swept a warm smile, and he turned around and looked at her seriously: "I knew you would open the door for me."

Seeing his move, Mu Shuang's originally cold heart gradually warmed up.

Anxiety flashed on her face, ignoring the heavy rain in the sky, and quickly walked down the stairs: "You, why are you standing in this heavy rain, don't you know that your health is not good?"

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