Prime Minister Mo smiled more playfully, "So you really hate her and want to get rid of her?"
The boy in snow clothes holds an umbrella, his eyes are cold.
He lowered his voice, and said, "Lord Mo, you don't have to do it so obviously for a trick of provocation."
Prime Minister Mo stopped smiling.
The boy glanced at her, narrowing his eyes slightly.
He could hear it.
Prime Minister Mo's previous words were quite normal, but the last sentence suddenly deliberately led him to speak ill of Yun Xia.
Probably saw Yun Xia coming
Nan Huai didn't intend to talk to her, and was going to turn around to meet his wife.
In heavy rain.
Prime Minister Mo suddenly calmly whispered: "Then, do you want to know her attitude?"
"..."
Nan Huai was startled slightly, and stopped moving.
Prime Minister Mo lowered his voice: "I can see that you are willing to get close to her, but she didn't force you. I really didn't expect... His Highness has such a cold temper, but he would like someone else."
The boy's eyelashes moved slightly, and he raised his eyes to stare at her.
Prime Minister Mo smiled, raised his voice, and deliberately said to the girl behind the flowers:
"Back in the palace, His Highness used Miss Yun's gift to get rid of me, which was considered to be taking advantage of her feelings."
The boy's light-colored eyes froze.
"Your Highness, you must feel that those gifts are very cheap and not worth paying attention to." Prime Minister Mo said unhurriedly:
"Did you keep those gifts? Or did you not know where to throw them?"
Nan Huai's fingers holding the umbrella tightened slightly.
Yes, he said cheap at the time.
Then... I really didn't take it to heart, I didn't know where I left it for a long time.
My mood suddenly sank uncontrollably.
"Look, you hate her, use her, and treat her casually. You have been trying to get rid of her since you got married, right? You hate her so much, why don't you follow me?" Prime Minister Mo still smiled.
Nan Huai looked at her.
He knew that he should turn around at this time, and go and make it clear to the girl behind him.
But, what to say
Every word that Prime Minister Mo said, not a single word was a lie, they were all true.
The indifference is real, the exploitation and hurt are real.
The panic I feel at this moment is indescribable, and I don't even dare to look back.
The young man's fingers tightened even more, and his knuckles turned white from the force.
There was still no sound behind him. He knew that the longer the delay, the worse it would be. In the end, he suppressed the deep panic in his heart, pursed his lips and looked back.
Under the eaves of the corridor.
The girl didn't have an umbrella in her hand, and she was standing under the corridor. The wind blew the rain, and the corners of her dress were wet. The slender figure remained motionless, looking at them calmly.
Her eyes are too indifferent.
How could... be so indifferent.
The panic in my heart suddenly spread rapidly, the young man's fingertips became cold, and he stepped forward with an umbrella, his voice was hoarse and trembling: "No, wife master, listen to me..."
"Did you keep the gift I gave you?" Yun Xia asked.
The boy froze all of a sudden, staring at her with beautiful light-colored eyes, and pursed his bright red lips helplessly.
"I… "
He hurriedly answered a word, then stopped again.
"I didn't keep it, did I?"
The little devil lowered his eyelashes, "It's not just what she said. Do you remember? You didn't like the wedding, you said there was no need to lift the red veil, and you didn't drink the wedding wine. At that time, you didn't even want to be called wife master."
She paused and lowered her head.
"You may have your own difficulties, but I am not without sadness."
She was dazed for a while, then came back to her senses, took a step back slowly, and turned her face flatly.
"Let's make peace."
(end of this chapter)