Destiny is you: the beggar princess begging

"So this is my brother-in-law. Isn't it strange that he is about to die? Why does he look so energetic? Then sister, don't you have to endure him for a while?" Ye Feiyi did not shy away from Mo Yichen from above Look all over the place, hum, my sister is also someone you can bully.

"Fei Yi, don't be rude." Ye Luo scolded, and then smiled at Mo Yichen with a flattering face, "My lord, Fei Yi is usually spoiled by me, please forgive me for being rude."

Mo Yichen saw that although Ye Luo scolded on the surface, his tone was full of doting.The one just now is the real her. Only in front of her relatives can she laugh and make trouble without any scruples. That signature smile is really annoying.

Before Mo Yichen could speak, Ye Feiyi started to yell again, "What, I'm telling the truth, if it wasn't for her, would you have to suffer such a big grievance to marry him?"

Did he feel wronged by marrying him? Ye Luo only felt a cold light hit her body. She could tell that this dead girl did it on purpose.

"Fei Yi, since you are free, help me take Ziwen around. The prince is not in good health, and the doctor told him not to overwork. I will accompany the prince to rest by the river for a while." It is better to coax her away earlier, otherwise It was herself who was unlucky, Ye Luo felt the cold air behind her, and resisted the urge to run away.

Although Fei Yi was a bit naughty, she was very measured in doing things, and today she just wanted to help herself out.I have always sent someone to protect Fei Yi's side in secret, so I don't have to worry about handing Ziwen to her. Besides, this girl has a cheerful personality, so maybe she can infect this old-fashioned little guy.

"Ziwen, there is a lantern show ahead, how about Auntie taking you to see it?" Fei Yi picked up Fu Ziwen, and took the opportunity to stretch out his magic claws to rub Ziwen's tender face.

Fu Ziwen had a bitter face, why did his aunt and Aunt Fei Yi always like to hug him, "Don't worry, Aunt Fei Yi, I will listen to Aunt Fei Yi. Aunt Fei Yi, let me down, Ziwen is so strong and will Very heavy."

Chirping, Fu Ziwen's little face suffered again, "Ziwen is so cute, don't worry, even if he grows stronger, my aunt can hug her." Although Ye Feiyi is only 17 years old, she has learned a few things at least. With years of martial arts, you won't feel tired when you hold a child. "Long and strong, save me like your uncle's sick man, who can't even walk a few steps. Eldest sister, why are you staring at me? I mean Fact."

"Ye Feiyi, today's limelight is really not small. It is estimated that after tonight, people who propose marriage will trample on the threshold of Ye's family. Do you want me..." Ye Luo looked at the red face. The figure plunged into the crowd and smiled helplessly.

Speaking of which, Fei Yi is also 17 years old. In recent years, she has always indulged her and has been making trouble outside. She doesn't want her sister to be like other women, just a family waiting to get married. Miss, as long as her Ye Luo's younger sister can be herself happily.However, Fei Yi has never let her down. After going out for a few years, I don't know if she will be able to meet someone she likes. This year, let her take care of herself at home, and it is time to consider lifelong events.

"Hey, Mo Yichen, where are you going? Wait for me." Ye Luo turned around and saw that Mo Yichen was no longer by his side. After searching for a long time, he finally saw that nasty guy in the crowd, and ran away without waiting for her. up.

Mo Yichen, who flung his sleeves and left, felt sulking all by himself, and suddenly felt a cold feeling on his hands, his heart moved, and he saw Ye Luo squinting his eyes and smiling, really like an angry child.

The childish and sweet voice came to my ears again, Luo'er, Brother Chen almost forgot about you?It seemed that he hadn't thought about that little figure for a long time. He couldn't remember the last time he thought of her, and Mo Yichen seemed to have been hit hard by something in his heart...

One after another river lanterns flowed through the water, and occasionally two lifelike mandarin ducks swam by together, sticking together like glue. It seemed that after the laundry room incident, he never thought about falling.

Mo Yichen always felt that something was wrong there, but he couldn't tell why?

The feeling of coldness in his hand disappeared suddenly, Mo Yichen stretched out his hand subconsciously, and his big and thick palm just wrapped around Ye Luo's cold little hand.It wasn't until he felt the struggle of the people around him that Mo Yichen came back to his senses. He hesitated for a moment, let go and held on tightly again. I don't know why he didn't want this cold little hand to leave his palm?

"Let go." Ye Luo blushed and shouted at Mo Yichen, did he know what he was doing?

The noisy street fell silent, and Ye Luo and Mo Yichen seemed to be the focus of everyone. Seeing their hands holding each other tightly, everyone smiled tacitly, and the street was noisy again.

Ye Luo struggled a few more times, but Mo Yichen refused to let go, so he could only give him a hard look, this guy lost his nerve again.

"Where do you want to go?" Mo Yichen's voice carried a low smile.

"Walk along the river." Something seemed to be quietly changing in my heart, tightly wrapped with a silk thread, as if a butterfly was bumping around, itching, trying to break out of the cocoon.

Big hands holding small hands, two distant hearts, gradually approaching, approaching...

A cold heart gradually melts in order to warm a cold little hand, and a lonely figure is willing to turn into a butterfly to accompany that cold heart.

"The front is so lively, let's go there." Ye Luo was like a child going out for the first time, looking around, touching here and there, full of novelties.

In fact, for more than ten years in another world, Ye Luo rarely went to temple fairs and lantern festivals when he was so old. It's not that he didn't like it but he didn't dare to go. All that's left is heartbreak...

But tonight, I don't know why Ye Luo suddenly stopped running away. Her little face was blushed and blushed with a happy smile. The burning palm warmed not only the cold little hand, but also the lonely heart. Heart.

Mo Yichen, who was dragged around by Ye Luo, had a tenderness on his face that had never been seen before. It turned out that the owner of the back figure had already changed, but he hadn't noticed it yet.

"Mo Yichen, it's a river lantern competition ahead. Let's go too. I've never let go of a river lantern?" She wanted to make a river lantern with her own hands, write blessings on it, and tell her parents in another world that she is... happiness……

Are you happy? Ye Luo turned her head and took a peek at the handsome man behind her, her husband in name, her nimble eyes flickered on and off.