My Little Mom is the Richest

Haha... I'm waiting... Waiting... One day, you will become who you are today, no! It's worse than me! "

Hearing this, Mingyue Jun, who was about to leave, paused and looked back at Qing Ruoshui calmly: "Yes! I'm not afraid! Do you know why?" Looking at the still calm Fengxueyang, he couldn't help remembering. From the situation in Ziwei Lanyuan that day, I felt bitter. In fact, Feng Xueyang's favorite has always been this hypocritical, arrogant and inferior woman in front of her. Maybe she should help him and get a little better of this woman. As a result, a bitter smile appeared on his lips, and he said earnestly: "That's because things you haven't gotten can't be lost. Why don't you understand? If you want to say you lost, then you didn't lose to me. It’s not that you lost to Diji Hanyue...but you lost to your inferiority and vain. Take a good look in the mirror! Although you have never been beautiful, you have never been so ugly at this time." After all, Mingyue Jun no longer looked at everyone, took Concubine Kui's hand, and left calmly.

The moon is sparse, and the weather tonight is very good, there is no snow, and there are not many clouds. The moon hung shiningly on the horizon, sprinkling silver brilliance on the world, and shone on the woman on the couch through the wooden window lattice. "Squeaky!" With a sound, the door was quietly pushed open, and it was Mr. Mingyue who entered the room.

The person lying on the couch was Ningxiang who was punished and fainted during the day. Mingyue-jun gently walked to the couch, opened the corner of the quilt, and probed Ningxiang's forehead with his hand. The temperature seemed to be slightly higher, but the body temperature of people during sleep is generally a little higher than usual, and there should be no problem. Let go of your heart and sigh lightly. Thinking of the day's things, my heart froze: I didn't know what was wrong with me at that time? If you say you are confused and anxiously confused! But at that time, his mind was clearly sober, or it could be said that it was a soberness that he had never had before... at least that kind of sobriety was never before in his own memory at the moment. That kind of self is like a different person, yet very familiar, maybe... maybe that's the self before losing his memory. But... I am just the daughter of a small official from the frontier, how can I have that kind of tolerance, that kind of courage? Finally, he shook his head feebly. Recently, strange things have followed one after another, and his life experience seems to be more and more mysterious.

Gently brushed Ningxiang's black hair with his right hand, which should have been guarding her, but when Bai Ri and Concubine Kui left the Su Yan Pavilion, she clearly felt her anger. I wanted to ask her a lot of questions, but when I saw her expressionless face, I couldn't help but feel sad. Although she did not say about herself or scolded herself, she did not even have a dissatisfied face and eyes, but Mingyue-jun didn't dare to talk to her, neither dared to ask her full of doubts, nor dared to say that she was leaving. To take care of Ningxiang. Finally, after pondering it over and over, she had to let Ning Ran come back for treatment with Ningxiang, while she had been by Concubine Kui's side until she had relieved her breath before daring to leave. Back to Shui Yuexuan, I asked Ning Ran, I heard that Mu Qiu sent an imperial physician to see Ning Xiang, but he suffered some skin injuries, and everything was fine, and my heart was a little calmer, but I was worried that her wound would become irritated. , I would have a fever at night, so even though I was exhausted, I didn't feel relieved to come in and take a look. Now it seems that everything is fine and I can sleep peacefully.