Fast time travel game: Hugging the waist of the male god

Chapter 922 Abandoned Wife Reborn, Training Bad Prime Minister (9)

"Musang, would you like a piece?" Xia Wanzhu looked at him, her beautiful eyes twinkled, "This Nianjun cake is not available in other places in the capital, and the palace has only one."

"The only one in the palace?" Mu Lanling murmured, the setting sun shone on his side face, which outlined excellent lines, but it made people unable to see his expression clearly.

Afterwards, he said: "Princess Heng's kindness, Lan Ling appreciates it, but Lan Ling has never liked sweets."

Ah.

Xia Wanzhu suddenly remembered that in his previous life, the original owner had nestled in Mu Lanling's arms countless times, eating the freshly made Nianjun cake and Muqing crisp, and drinking the plum wine that he personally brewed for him.

At that time, he didn't tell the original owner that he didn't like sweets.

Xia Wanzhu suddenly wanted to laugh, but she didn't expect that Mu Xiang, who everyone respected, would also be deflated. He obviously didn't like sweets, but he still forbeared to eat with the original owner again and again.

Sometimes people can really wrong themselves to accept things they hate in order to achieve their goals. The power of desire is really great.

"Then Mu Xiang will miss out on the delicious food." Xia Wanzhu said with a smile, looking at the delicate snacks in front of him, but he couldn't arouse his interest at all.

The sky was getting darker, and the banquet ended when the moon was at the tip of the moon.

Outside Prince Heng's mansion, Feng Yunheng and Xia Wanzhu watched the carriage that greeted Mu Lanling go away.

Xia Wanzhu turned around, and when she was about to go back home, she felt that she was stepping on something, and she could only see it clearly under the moonlight, it was a kit.

This embroiderer's embroidery skills are not very good, and she can't embroider a few leaves well, but the two big characters "Nian Jun" written with gold thread on it made Xia Wanzhu's heart restless for a long time.

Feng Yunheng sent Xia Wanzhu back to Anning Pavilion, the two of them were silent all the way.

When they reached the door, Feng Yunheng had no intention of going in, so he grabbed Xia Wanzhu and stood at the door.

By the moonlight, Xia Wanzhu could see Feng Yunheng's face clearly, as clear as bamboo.

He said: "Ling'er, I'm very happy to see you come back in good condition."

He used me here, not me.

Xia Wanzhu just lowered her head and didn't look at him, she was just a lonely soul, living in ecstasy because of the hatred of her previous life.Feng Yunheng had such deep feelings, she dared not and could not accept it.

The only thing I felt most about him was guilt.

Such a good person has to be let down by her.

She didn't want him to get involved in her grievances with Mu Lanling.

"Ling'er, go back and have a good rest."

Xia Wanzhu nodded.

Caught off guard, Xia Wanzhu was hugged by Feng Yunheng, his voice was low, and whispered in her ear: "Ling'er, I won't force you, if you don't like me, I won't force you, but What Mu Xiang said today is true, if possible, I will ask the emperor to give you a marriage, I hope I can be the one who will accompany you for the rest of your life."

Xia Wanzhu was completely stunned by Feng Yunheng's sudden confession.

Eye circles turned red.

He is a high and mighty prince, but at this moment, he treats her a little girl so submissively, with such a humble attitude.

He didn't know, in fact, he was even more exciting at this moment.

However, she dared not touch it.

The hands hanging at the sides were tightly clenched into fists.

Before he could speak, the man had already left, with a trace of embarrassment in his back.

There was a hint of coolness on the cheeks, Xia Wanzhu sniffed, reached out to wipe off the liquid that slipped down at some time, and went back to the room.

The fist-sized Ye Mingzhu illuminated the whole room, and the gold thread embroidered on the brocade bag put on the table by Xia Wanzhu was even more dazzling.

(End of this chapter)