The corners of Rong Yingying's mouth trembled, but she didn't make another sound.
In front of Rong's grave.
Dongfang Jing couldn't help pulling the corners of her mouth coldly. Rong Yue'e, Rong Yue'e, you have been bullying my mother all your life, if I don't make a move this time, I will let my mother fight back... If you can't beat my mother in life and after life, I will trouble you to dream Discipline and discipline your daughter, don't let her make trouble for nothing!
Dongfang Jing raised the incense stick in her hand and stuck it in front of Rong's grave.
Because of her leg injury, she did not kneel down.
Of course, even without a leg injury, it was impossible for her to kneel down to Rong Yue'e.
As soon as Dongfang Jing looked back, she saw Zongzheng Fusu staring into the distance in a daze, and she didn't know what she was thinking.
"Just now, thank you." She said bluntly, and the distance between the two of them was suddenly opened by this "thank you", as if the lingering and sorrowful days these days were just a dream!
On the mask, Zongzheng Fusu couldn't help but frown into a ball.
She discovered his anomaly
His cold temper is no better than Murong Qianjue, it is reasonable whether she likes it or not.
But what is the relationship these days
Could it be that she really only regarded him as Murong Qianjue's substitute
The more Zongzheng Fusu thought about it, the more irritable he became, his heartstrings were tense, and his heartstrings were on the verge of breaking out. Fortunately, he quickly turned his face away and stopped looking at the girl, and his beating heart gradually returned to its normal frequency.
"Let's go." He turned his back, did not answer Dongfang Jing's words, but deliberately used a distant and indifferent tone.
Dongfang Jing's heart suddenly fell into the ice cave.
She would rather Wuyou get angry at her and scold her as she did every time she was angry...But she can't accept his indifference. It felt like being thrown into an arid desert, tossing and tormenting in the yellow sand without a drop of water, waiting for the water on the body to gradually lose, and to be sunburned to death.
"Let's talk." Dongfang Jing's fingers were intertwined, and the long armor almost pierced a veil in the sleeve.
She doesn't want to suffer like this anymore, she wants an answer, and she doesn't want to be disgusted by others for no reason!
Zongzheng Fusu was arrogant, so how could he be willing to admit that he was just a stand-in? Furthermore, he was also afraid... He was afraid that once the truth was revealed, that girl would no longer be his "third sister".
"What does the princess want to talk about?" He suppressed the irritability in his heart and spoke calmly.
"What's wrong with the lord?" Dongfang Jing exhausted all her courage and asked, "If the lord doesn't like me anymore, if he's tired...you can just tell me! Everyone is so happy to get together, why bother to wait so hard ?!"
Good get together and break up
Zongzheng Fusu's black pupils suddenly shrunk, and he stared at Dongfang Jing with burning eyes, as if he wanted to burn two bloody holes in her face!
Ah! Get together and get away!
Didn't she ever think that the two of them would go all the way to the end? She even thought about getting together with him!
She doesn't like dragging around so half-deadly, she wants to cut the mess quickly, it's easy for her to break it, but he can't... He has long been bound by countless threads of love, entwined, and his body, his body. Hearts are all tied together! If he cut it down with a single knife, he would not be able to cut off the thread of love, but would only cut himself into bruises all over his body!
"Princess thinks too much." Zongzheng Fusu twitched the corners of his mouth lightly, "It's just because of the hot weather, this king is irritable, and I can't take into account Wangfei's feelings."