After rebirth, he was pampered by the disabled prince.

"I..." Shi Yuelan bit her lip and shook her head, "I can't marry him. Brother Yu is too proud and doesn't want others to see his weakness. I can't be that selfish."

"Hahahaha!" Mu Xinghe laughed loudly, "You don't want me to marry him, and you are still unwilling to marry him. That is not selfless at all, but you use these high-sounding and seemingly selfless considerations for him to cover up your selfishness. It’s just a sharp look.”

Mu Xinghe coldly pulled away her selfish face and exposed it in front of the public, "I heard rumors in the capital that he was inhumane, so I stopped interacting with him. At the palace banquet, I saw him looking sick and scolded him angrily. Ugly ghost, scold him why he didn't die on the battlefield, but he came back like this. Yes, he is crippled and can't stand up. When he was sick, he was like a ghost. His crippled appearance has subverted the appearance he once had in you. The best look in your heart, so you hate him and hate him for losing the high-spirited Xiao Yu. You are unwilling to accept him like this, but you don't allow others to accept him. You just want to tell the world that it's not that you don't love him. It’s not that you gave up on him, it’s that no one is willing to accept him like that, you were forced, you are innocent, and he is the culprit of all!!!”

As long as no one can accept the crippled Xiao Yu, not even himself, then she can feel at ease that it is not her fault.

Mu Xinghe said very seriously, and pointed out Shi Yuelan's inner thoughts in a few words, "But what about him? What did he do wrong? He went to the battlefield for us, and was framed with disabled legs, dragging his weak body He defeated Qinbei, came back with a complete victory, and almost died on the way. But when he finally came back, everyone betrayed his relatives, did he do anything wrong?"

"He is a hero, a god of war, a being who cannot be defeated by bad luck and disease. He should not be so insulted and slandered by you. His marriage should be his own decision. Who he likes and who he wants to marry is his own. No one can tell him what to do."

"I will not exchange my grace for him to marry me. If I want to marry him, and he also wants to marry me, then the only thing between us will be three letters and six etiquettes, four betrothals of hardware, eight large sedan chairs, Ten miles of beauty, the matchmaker is marrying me. Instead of relying on a piece of paper to marry me, send me to his palace to be a couple who hate each other. "

Mu Xinghe said everything she wanted to say in one breath, and then she reacted. Then she felt the scorching gazes. She turned her head and looked over, and sure enough...

he came.

The originally tall body was now extremely frail. Sitting on a four-wheeled vehicle, wearing loose clothes, he looked empty. His cheeks were sunken deeper and deeper, his eyes were cold and his temperament seemed a little gloomy.

The person who used to sigh no matter who saw him has now become like this.

The moment he saw Mu Xinghe turn around, the extreme coldness turned into gentle doting, just like spring returning to the earth and everything reviving, even though his current appearance has nothing to do with the word "beautiful man".

But at that moment, she seemed to have returned to the time when she was ten years old, and saw the young master jade who was "like jade in a stranger's life, and a master like no other in the world". Her heart was pounding just like that time.

At that time, she didn't have any feelings, she just felt that he was so good, like a fairy in the sky. Now, she was a little overwhelmed.

But soon, Xiao Yu left.

When he left, many people were whispering, especially the women who liked him back then, and they all felt sorry for him.

"Can the prince's leg never heal?"

"It's been three years. If it could be cured, it should have been cured long ago."

"The person who was so high-spirited back then has become like this now."

"Things and people have changed, and it's not just the prince who has changed." The speaker glanced at Shi Yuelan inadvertently.

Mu Xinghe's voice was low, but filled with extreme anger. People not far away from her could hear it. Shi Yuelan chased Xiao Yu so closely at first, but later on when his legs became disabled, she just left in a symbolic way. After seeing her several times, she said that she was obsessed with marrying him.

But he didn't take any actual action. After hearing that he was inhumane, he didn't even go.

Shi Yuelan gritted his teeth bitterly, "That's because you have never seen him look like a ghost when he is sick. He is a ghost when he is sick. Anyone who sees him will be scared."

After Xiao Yu injured his legs, he basically didn't appear in front of people. He would only attend the queen's birthday every year for a while. And that time, when Shi Yuelan saw his legs hurting and becoming ferocious, it was at the Queen's palace banquet.

In addition to her, many people have seen it, and it is indeed very scary.

So when Shi Yuelan said these words, many people fell silent. As a noble girl, no matter how noble or disabled the other person was, he was no longer worthy of them. Not to mention his appearance at that time was really scary. .

The white moonlight in the sky only makes people yearn for it when it hangs high in the sky. Once it falls to the ground, it will turn into white rice grains falling on the ground and will only be disliked by others.

"I have seen it." In the silence, Mu Xinghe spoke up, "I have not only seen him look ferocious in pain, but I have also seen him take a sword in the chest and remain calm. I don't He feels the pain is so extreme that even a person with his strong willpower cannot withstand the pain. I can't imagine how much better I would be than him if it happened to me."

Anyone with a sense of shame would be extremely embarrassed by Mu Xinghe's words.

One sentence changed the direction of the wind again. Shi Yuelan looked at her, his teeth itching with hatred, "Mu Xinghe, you're doing well, I hope you won't regret it."

After saying that, Shi Yuelan turned around and left.

Shi Yuelan left, and those watching the theater in twos and threes dispersed, while those holding handkerchiefs gathered together, seemingly admiring the flowers, but in reality they were just chatting.

"Everyone in the world compares me with you. In terms of talent, I will not admit defeat, but in terms of human sophistication, I am not as good as you." A young woman wearing a long white dress walked slowly over, speaking softly, with a smile on her face. Smile appropriately.

Her face is not the most beautiful, but her temperament is demure, gentle and decent, with a bookish air about her, making her a typical lady from Lingnan.

Mu Xinghe nodded slightly, "It's just because Miss Li is not familiar with King Chen that she didn't speak for him."

Li Xinru, the legitimate daughter of the Prime Minister's Mansion, was raised as a princess since she was a child, and she excelled in every aspect.

Li Xinru smiled, knowing that these were not polite words. After all, even if she was familiar with him, in such an occasion, she would not be able to defend him like Mu Xinghe did. She moved closer and whispered in Mu Xinghe's ear. , "Xinghe County Master, this family is full of very petty people. You have hurt her face like this today, so you have to be careful."

"Thanks for reminding me, girl, I will."

This little episode passed like this, and soon Princess Menghua came too. Princess Menghua and her consort were sitting on the upper seats. The men and women were divided into two sides. They were surrounded by blooming chrysanthemums. They were strong but not pungent, but had a pleasant smell. The elegant fragrance enveloped the entire banquet.

Everyone was talking and laughing, and the talented and beautiful people over there used "Chrysanthemum" as their theme, and they were very poetic.

Li Xinru, who grew up in a scholarly family, has long since passed away. She likes reading and has her own ambitions. She also likes to discuss the Book of Songs and essays with literati.