Ten days.
Luo Qingchen had not seen Mo Ye once in the past ten days, and Mo Ye had never come to look for her.
He still went to Yuehua Palace every day and every night, drinking a jar of wine a day, never stopping.
Feng Ling'er always looked at him with a grateful face and said: "You are so kind to me. After a while, the emperor is overly angry, I will go to my sister to plead for mercy, and then..."
She paused and continued: "Marry me!"
After the sound fell, she lowered her head shyly, her enchanting eyebrows filled with expectation.
"Do you still remember the Mid-Autumn Festival Lantern Dinner?" Mo Ye's expression did not change at all, and his dark eyes stared at her, almost engulfing her completely.
Feng Ling'er was stunned for a moment, seeming to remember that Mo Ye had asked the same question some time ago.
Since Luo Qingchen was there at that time, she didn't pay much attention to Mo Ye's problem. Now when he asked again, she felt particularly familiar.
"Could it be that..." She nodded slightly, looking at him with expectation in her eyes and said, "We have met before?"
So it sounds like the Mid-Autumn Lantern Dinner that Mo Ye mentioned was the place where they first met
There are too many men who fall in love with her in this world, but unfortunately she has a cold nature, and the people she loves have already died in the battlefield, so she doesn't care about those men at all.
Until Mo Ye's appearance rekindled the throbbing in her heart.
This man who was 70% similar to Gu Zhao was so kind to her. Knowing that she liked drinking, he became a winemaker for her.
Even though she was grounded and all the people who had previously said they loved her were far away from her, he still came every day regardless of the cost.
He treats her better than Gu Zhao, much better...
Back then, Gu Zhao only had Feng Xiner in his eyes and heart, but now Mo Ye only treats her well.
Even if that princess was interested in him, he would respond very coldly.
Finally... finally won once, won that face...
"Haha -" He chuckled twice, shook his head lightly and said, "No. I just heard someone mention that at that time, there was a woman who danced to the song "Dark Night Star Dance" very well."
"That's me! That's me!" Feng Ling'er said twice in a row, with a proud smile on her lips: "There is no one in the entire Chang'an City who can dance the Dark Night Star Dance better than me."
"Yeah?"
"Yes! How many people have fallen under my pomegranate skirt because of this dance."
She smiled lightly, but Mo Ye stopped responding.
Because there was once a person who fell madly in love with her because of her dancing.
But in the end, he died on the road of loving her.
As for Feng Ling'er, she didn't even know that person's name, and she didn't even remember that person's appearance.
Seeing that Mo Ye remained silent, she continued: "After we get married, I will dance for you, okay?"
"Okay-" He responded with a slight smile.
Today was already the tenth day, and he knew that the romantic woman named Feng Ling'er would never dance again in this life.
In fact, Feng Ling'er never noticed that her face had become paler and skinnier. Whether it was her hands or feet, many places had a light purple color.
It wasn't that she hadn't noticed any changes in herself. She thought it was because her life these days had made her feel sad, which was why she looked so bad.
In fact, she had already been poisoned into her bones without knowing it.
Yes!
Every jar of wine Mo Ye gave her was poisonous, a colorless and odorless chronic poison that even a silver needle couldn't detect. (To be continued)