Feng Qingchen snorted coldly, turned around and left, her figure upright and stubborn but also a little lonely.
Xue Yuanguo glanced helplessly into the distance and sighed quietly.
He thought that this junior sister would change Feng Qingchen, but now it seems that this person will become a lone wolf again!
Sitting on the carriage, An Yi never looked back. She took off the hairpin on her head and rubbed it. The memories of being with Feng Qingchen slowly came to her mind.
——When I first met him, although he was injured and couldn't tell, his eyes had a tragic blood-killing aura, but An Yi could see the loneliness in that bloody aura.
——In order to save her, he exposed his identity and injured the bandit. He even laughed at her for saving anyone. How could he know the hardships of the common people because he was so high above her?
——He said that he was willing to get married to her, and he was even willing to hold a wedding banquet, settle down in the household, and write a marriage letter like a real marriage. In fact, she had some expectations, hoping that he might be able to stay for her.
——He likes to eat the food she cooks and spend all her money. At this time, An Yi even hates him and hopes that he will leave quickly, but he has never been really angry.
——When he left a letter saying that he would come back, she even had a glimmer of hope that he might really come back!
But now, everything is over!
An Yi lowered her eyes and held the hosta tightly. Those memories, which were neither distant nor beautiful, slowly flowed through her heart like slender water. Finally, she raised her eyes and took out the baggage. An exquisite pearl swung over and was inserted into her bun.
"Finally, I don't have to wear this hosta all the time. It feels so good!" An Yi said, then put the hosta away in the wooden box and carefully placed it in the bag.
Mrs. Feng, although she has never used this title, she still likes it, but it is a pity that she has to say goodbye. What kind of wife will she be in the future, and will she meet that man? She is still looking forward to it!
Now she has a destiny. Although she is only a seventh-grade child, at least her destiny is no longer that of an ant. She wants to live well and live wonderfully.
"I have a Tai Chi move with my left hand, a sword stab with my right hand, a leg sweep called Qing Xue, a Qinggong Fei Yan move, my extraordinary muscles and veins with incredible strength, and my righteousness that touches the world..." An Yi lay on the carriage, He crossed his legs and swung his little feet, and he couldn't help humming, his singing voice was very proud.
Chen Xiaowu couldn't help but turned around and asked: "Miss, what kind of boxing is Tai Chi? This is the first time I've heard of it!"
Anyi laughed: "Then have you ever heard of Daofa Cumin?"
Chen Xiaowu solemnly shook his head: "No!"
Seeing him answer her words so seriously, An Yi smiled even more happily. She stretched out her hand and patted his back playfully and said, "I'll teach you from now on, and you buy me oolong tea!"
Chen Xiaowu nodded, seeming to understand.
At this moment, in the Guangping Palace, the guard came forward and whispered something in Leng Jiu's ear. Leng Jiuyi asked displeasedly: "Really?"
The guard nodded: "Now we have arrived at Luocheng ahead. Master Jiu, have you ever heard of Qingxue's martial arts?"
Leng Jiu slapped the guard hard on the head and looked back at Feng Qingchen's bedroom. Hey, he said he wanted to eat fried mushrooms. He had to find someone to cook them for him quickly, otherwise he would make trouble again if he didn't know. What's wrong!
