snow on pillow

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"She...that's what she meant too...I know." Feng Yu let him hold him awkwardly, but tears welled up, "If I stay by her side as a maid again, I will only be hurt more, and if I stay , can't help her at all, you two did nothing wrong... I don't blame you..."

Hearing Feng Shi's thick nasal voice, Mo Yan felt extremely distressed. He was afraid to see her tearful eyes, so he could only hold her tighter in his arms, and murmured: "I know you will be sad today, if your heart hurts Great, just cry, I won't laugh at you."

"I don't cry... I don't cry..." Feng Shi's voice dropped, but tears flowed down uncontrollably——to survive and continue to plan the way ahead, she must stay away from Jieyou, but once Thinking of this, she felt that her heart was being cut out piece by piece, and the pain made her want to suffocate.

Mo Yan took a deep breath of the faint fragrance that belonged to Feng Shi, and a gleam of warmth suddenly rose from the cold heart, and he secretly said to himself: "It's good to be with you like this, at least, when I'm thinking of you, I can still Hug you...Maybe, there will be a day when you will really put me in your heart..."

"Boom!"

But at this moment the maid knocked on the door.

Mo Yan asked in a low voice, "What's the matter?"

The maid replied: "Madam You heard that Kunmi was drunk, so she came here to pick Kunmi back to the royal court."

When Feng Shi and Mo Yan heard the words of Mrs. You, they separated. Mo Yan looked at Feng Shi with lowered eyebrows and said nothing, and he sighed, "You should smile more tonight. Wait for me for a while, I'll go." Go and come back."

"Okay." Feng Shi raised his hand to wipe away the tears from the corners of his eyes, and replied in a low voice.

After waiting for a while, Mo Yan didn't come back, but he waited for Jieyou wrapped in white fox fur.

"You all go down, I have something to say to Mrs. Feng." Jieyouping retreated the maid who was waiting in front of the room.

"promise."

Watching the maidservants walk away, Jieyou lowered his head and walked into the wedding room, closing the door.

The atmosphere was a bit dead silent, Jieyou had a lot to say, but he didn't know where to start.

Feng Shi stood just one step away from her, his body trembling slightly, and he could occasionally hear a few forced sobs.

Jieyou's eyes turned red, and he stepped forward and hugged Feng Shi tightly, gently stroking her blue hair, "Shi, I know you will blame me, if you want to scold me, scold me severely, don't do this, okay?" ?"

Feng Shi suddenly broke away from Jieyou's arms, and in Jieyou's astonishment, he suddenly held her cheek with both hands, looking at each other with tearful eyes, she found that Jieyou at this moment was not bursting with tears.

With thousands of words choked in her throat, Feng Shi could only kiss her lightly, and smiled with tears in her eyes: "Don't cry, you know I don't want you to cry..."

Still so warm, still so affectionate, as if time has returned to the seven years of happy together.

"Hey, I just want you to be less hurt by me... um..."

Feng Shi's lips fell again, but he didn't intend to say any more to Jieyou. When the white fox fur slipped from Jieyou's feet, the familiar bone-burning enthusiasm burned from the hearts of the two of them.

"I miss you..." When Feng Shi overwhelmed Jieyou in his joy, he couldn't help but whispered such a sentence in her ear.

Jieyou raised his hand and hooked Feng Shi's neck, and gently rubbed Feng Shi's nose with the tip of his nose as in the past. The days of being together for seven years flooded his heart bit by bit, clearly it was a warm memory, but at this moment It made the two of them feel inexplicably sour.

"Hey, don't be afraid..."

This is the first time Feng Shi heard these words from Jieyou's mouth, she stared blankly at Jieyou holding her hand and pressing it to her heart, it was very hot there.

"No matter how hard or dangerous it is in the future, I know that you will always be here, and I will not be afraid of anything. So, I want you to put me here too, and accompany me to write our marriage into the history. ?"

"Okay..." Feng Shi said hoarsely, and the moment tears rolled down his cheeks, he kissed her lips fiercely.

At the same time, Mo Yan's deliberately raised voice sounded from outside the room.

"Kun Mi and You Madam are going to stay in the mansion tonight, you have to be careful on duty, don't disturb Kun Mi and You Madam's rest."

"promise."

Then, there was the sound of Mo Yan's footsteps walking away, and Feng Shi and Jieyou knew that this night was a good night Mo Yan gave her to get together.

Feng Shi suddenly let go of Jieyou's lips, and sighed: "In this life, I am destined to owe him a lot."

Jieyou nodded and said, "It's also what I owe him..." After she finished speaking, her nostalgic eyes kept wandering over Feng Shi's face, "Tonight Shi is really pretty."

"Then look at me more." Feng Shi freed up a hand and pulled away his belt, his voice suddenly tinged with a touch of seductive charm, "How is it?"

Jieyou curled his lips into a smile, and pulled off his belt, and the moment he hooked Feng Shi tightly again, he almost pressed his whole body tightly against her, "Okay..."

Those deep-rooted lovesickness are quietly comforted in the lingering, and those deep love without regrets are burning each other's names over and over again in each other's hearts.

"good……"

"Worry relief..."

Shallowly whispering, whispering, this joy belongs only to Feng Shi and Jieyou, but the loneliness of this night belongs to Weng Guimi and Mo Yan.

When Mo Yan personally patrolled near the room where Weng Guimi was staying, he was summoned by the maid who was waiting in front of the door.

"General Mo, Kunmi has a request."

"Isn't Kunmi drunk?" When Mo Yan asked this sentence, he had an answer in his heart. He and Kunmi brothers have been together for many years. "?

Mo Yan sighed, followed the order and walked into the room.

On the low table, there were several pots of wine, some of which were empty on the table, how much Weng Guimi drank in the room?

"Kunmi, you are..."

"Mo Yan, come, have a few more drinks with Gu."

Weng Guimi's face was full of bitterness, how could it still be the high-spirited Wusun Kunmi in the daytime?

Mo Yan sat cross-legged beside Weng Guimi, picked up a jug of wine, raised his head and took a sip, but remained silent.

"This taste is not good, not at all." Weng Guimi said suddenly, his eyes were red.

Mo Yan smiled faintly, "Perhaps we shouldn't have provoked them from the beginning."

"She is such a beautiful woman, and I want to cherish her from the bottom of my heart..." Weng Guimi gritted his teeth and cried, "Why...why did I lose to a woman?!"

Mo Yan waved his hand to signal the maids serving in the room to back down, and then he said: "I am convinced that I lost to Feng Shi."

"The woman I love loves her! The brother I respect loves her too! On the contrary, Gu Zhi has become a real loner?!" Weng Guimi violently smashed the jug in his hand, "Gu Zhi can't wait to have it soon." her life!"

Mo Yan said in a deep voice: "So, Kun Mi will never win her." After finishing speaking, Mo Yan took another sip of wine with the pot, and said with a wry smile, "She once said that Mrs. You is the sweetheart she kept in her heart since she was a child. It's the sweetheart she wants to cherish with the best things in the world, the sweetheart she can't keep or protect at all, dare I ask Kunmi, is your love for Mrs. You as pure as Feng Shi?"

"..."

"Since Kunmi has deliberately fulfilled them tonight, why continue to love Mrs. You with a heart full of hatred?" Mo Yan handed Weng Guimi a pot of wine, "Mo Yan drank too much tonight , dare to say a few words, Mrs. You and Feng Shi are not ordinary women, even if you and I get their bodies by force, so what? Are they really happy? When we keep saying we love them, Are we bringing them pain or happiness?"