Lou Yuhuan's words made Nangong Fengyi's heart, which was already full of holes, even more painful.

But Nangong Fengyi did not scold Lou Yuhuan.

Just silent.

The whole body was shrouded in deep heartache.

"Cousin Fengyi, why don't you speak? Is it the heart that Yuhuan said? Or does Cousin Fengyi not want to marry Yuhuan at all now? If this is the case, Cousin Fengyi does not need to be sad, just send Yuhuan to the nunnery in Yueshan in Xiangcheng now. ”

Facing Lou Yuhuan, who is aggressive and not at all like his usual gentle appearance, Nangong Fengyi not only has a heartache, but also a headache.

"Cousin Yuhuan, don't make trouble unreasonably, okay? When did I say I wouldn't marry you. ”

Listening to Nangong Fengyi's helpless tone, Lou Yuhuan's heart was even more uncomfortable.

Why is Xiao Yumiao so lucky?

When he pretended to be the prince of the world, he was a waste-like demon king of the world, and he didn't know anything, but he was held on the tip of his hand by the old prince of the Xiao family.

Even my cousin obviously hated Xiao Yumiao, but he actually cared about it to the extreme.

But when Xiao Yumiao's identity as a fake man was revealed, she was still the prince of the world, a first-class female son, full of glory.

Why, why did God give birth to Lou Yuhuan after giving birth to a Xiao Yumiao in her world?

The fatigue of the long journey, coupled with the fact that Lou Yuhuan deliberately forcibly dropped the child in his belly just to blame Xiao Yumiao, and then he didn't have time to recuperate, and the whole body and mind suffered a terrible loss.

When people are weak, their liver fire is particularly strong, but Nangong Master and Nangong Fengyi don't care at all about the child Lou Yuhuan risked their lives to get rid of, and they don't mean to criticize Xiao Yumiao at all.

Lou Yuhuan had suppressed it in his heart for too long, and he had too much hatred for Xiao Yumiao, and he completely exploded after listening to Nangong Fengyi's words that were not excessive.

Lou Yuhuan said sharply: "Yuhuan has long known that Cousin Fengyi has no Yuhuan in his heart at all, I wish Yuhuan would cut his hair as a nun now, good, good, Yuhuan has fulfilled Brother Fengyi, and now go to the nunnery in Yueshan to lose his hair and become a nun." ”

When Lou Yuhuan's last sentence fell, he had already lifted the delicate but not thick gauze bead curtain on the carriage and rushed out like a sharp arrow.

This caught Nangong Fengyi, who was mostly immersed in the memories of the past, very unprepared, but fortunately, Nangong Fengyi's martial arts cultivation was higher than Lou Yuhuan, and it didn't take long to catch up with Lou Yuhuan at the foot of the mountain leading to Yue Mountain.

"Cousin Yuhuan, don't make trouble, okay? Go back, don't be angry anymore, look at yourself now, if you don't take care of yourself, do you want to ruin yourself? ”

Lou Yuhuan struggled emotionally, trying to break free from the arm that was tightly grasped by Nangong Fengyi, and screamed: "Yuhuan said that if Cousin Fengyi doesn't marry Yuhuan, Yuhuan will lose his hair and become a nun, and he will not marry for life." ”

Nangong Fengyi endured the pain that seemed to roll over the tip of a knife, and said in a deep voice with a slightly hoarse voice: "When did I say that I would not marry my cousin Yuhuan?" Didn't my dad say let's discuss the date of our wedding? ”

Nangong Fengyi's words did not convince Lou Yuhuan, but Lou Yuhuan saw Xiao Yumiao who was walking down from Yue Mountain with people.

"Cousin, will you really marry Yuhuan? As long as the cousin is Ken Yuhuan, even if it is a concubine, Yuhuan is willing......"