Destiny is you: the beggar princess begging

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.

"What kind of river lantern do you want?" What kind of life made her never let the river lantern go, even if he was so unfavored when he was a child, Mo Yichen felt a little distressed.

"Tulip." Ye Luo's voice was a little ethereal, and Tulip's words had the meaning of eternal blessing.

"Is a tulip a flower?"

"Well, tulip is a kind of flower. I haven't seen it before. I just read it from an ancient book." Ye Luo thought for a while and made up a reason. She forgot that there was no such flower in ancient times.

Mo Yichen quietly looked at the woman with a peaceful face beside her, completely immersed in her own world, only the river lamp in her hand in her eyes, deep in her black eyes twinkling like stars, quiet and sad.

No matter why she was heartbroken, why was she sad, what kind of past did this girl who laughed and bickered with herself all day long and didn't care?

The smile that always appears on the face, the heartless joy all the time, but protects himself tightly like a hedgehog, not revealing any weakness and weakness.A gentle smile always brings warmth to others but refuses to keep a little bit of it for oneself, and refuses to let others get close.

Maybe that red body can deceive others, but it cannot deceive myself. The haughty expression cannot hide the lonely back, and the thick eye shadow cannot hide the sadness that has been concealed in the depths of the black eyes. The warm smile that brings others is reserved for myself. What is bitter.

Perhaps they were too similar, Ye Luo, who was trying to smile, had fooled the world and even herself, but she couldn't fool Mo Yichen.

Mom and Dad, everything in the previous life, even though it has been more than ten years, there is not a day that she will not miss.She has never been a person who only knows how to be immersed in sadness and memories, but she really can't forget...

"Ah." Ye Luo let out a soft cry, and dropped the things in his hand, there was a glaring bloodstain on the thin bamboo strip.

"It's okay, let me see why the injury is so serious." Mo Yichen took out a small porcelain bottle from his sleeve, quickly sprinkled the medicine powder on the wound, raised his head and asked, "Do you have a silk handkerchief?"

Ye Luo didn't care, she had suffered more serious injuries, "It's okay, it's just a small injury, I haven't finished my river lantern yet..."

Frightened by Mo Yichen's eyes, Ye Luo's voice became softer, obediently pulled the silk handkerchief out of his cuff, and Ren Mo Yichen tied it in a knot.

"Let me help you." Mo Yichen saw a white scar on the palm of Ye Luo's scratched palm, which must have been left at the palace banquet to cover him.

Mo Yichen didn't know whether to cry or laugh, this silly girl, even if Lao Wu found out that day, even if there would be a lot of trouble, she would still be able to handle it.Even if you pay any price, you don't want her to get hurt...

"No, I'll do it myself." Ye Luo picked up the scissors to cut the paper again. Only by doing it by herself can she be sincere. She has never done anything for her parents, and she only has a little heart. She must finish it by herself.

"Don't be stubborn, your hands holding the embroidery needles are not the ones holding the bamboo strips, are you going to make it tomorrow morning?" Mo Yichen hardened his heart, and each of his pure white and soft hands was rubbed off. small wounds.

I have to say that it is fair to make the world. Ye Luo is such an excellent person, but she is extremely poor in handwork. Except for the embroidery skills that she used to survive, she can't make any handicrafts, even women must know. decoupage.In this short period of time, she didn't know how many bamboo strips were broken and how many sheets of paper were wasted.

"I don't let you care, so what if I make it tomorrow morning? You don't know anything, how can a cold-blooded person like you understand my mood." Ye Luo was also annoyed, and slapped the scissors on the table, red He yelled at Mo Yichen, he didn't know what right he had to say that about himself.

Cold-blooded? The corners of Mo Yichen's mouth curled up slightly, full of sarcasm, his eyes as deep as ancient wells couldn't see their color clearly in the darkness, and his whole body exuded an indifference like icebergs that repulsed others.

Ye Luo's heart skipped a beat, has it returned to its original state? No, it's colder than before. The coldness in the past was just exuding a cold breath, but now it is a kind of indifference that rejects people thousands of miles from the bottom of my heart. Ruler, people dare not approach.

Feeling flustered like never before, Ye Luo's eyes were blurred, and a sense of fear instantly struck her heart, her legs were firmly nailed to the ground, and her limbs were numb.

She was wrong, she didn't hide her words when she was in a hurry, after several months, no matter if he was stalking or crazy, he was finally no longer a god who didn't eat the fireworks of the world.Although he still has a cold expression, but occasionally a slight smile, indifference when angry, and annoyance when he jumps his feet in anger.

In just over a month, so many memories have been left. Could it be that everything has returned to the original point today, which is even worse than the original point.

Ye Luo wanted to reach out and hold those warm palms again, but she couldn't utter a single syllable as she shook her lips.

She really didn't mean it, really...

When he saw Mo Yichen standing up and turning around, Ye Luo could no longer control his calmness, he didn't know where the strength came from, and hugged Mo Yichen tightly from behind.

"Chen (brother)... Mo Yichen..."

The strength in his waist made Mo Yichen stand there in a daze. There were no crowds coming and going, no loud noises, and the flowing water at his feet sent away brightly colored lanterns, and the warm yellow soft light warmed him up again. Whose heart carries whose dream.

I can't see the moon clearly, many thoughts are dyed into ashes, a strand of blue thread can't be untied, it's hard to distinguish right from wrong, green hills are emerald, rivers are sad and watery, whoever stumbles whose heart is who will be the catastrophe of whose life.

Suddenly someone shouted, "Look, Tiangou swallows the moon, everyone run!"

Ye Luo raised her head and looked up to the sky. She had never seen such an astronomical spectacle in her two lifetimes.

"Don't look at it, it will hurt your eyes." A big hand domineeringly but still warmly pressed Ye Luo's head into his arms.

It really is the advantage of height, her height is considered tall among women in this world, but when standing next to Mo Yichen, she just passed his chin, Ye Luo obediently lay on her stomach.

In fact, she really wanted to say that the eclipse of the dog would hurt her eyes, but it seemed that the eclipse of the dog would not have any effect. Ye Luo didn't say anything, but quietly let Mo Yichen hug her, enjoying the warmth of this moment.

In just a moment, after the lunar eclipse, she will leave this warm embrace, just a moment of extravagance.