Chapter 61: Just gamble

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On New Year's Eve, Mo Wenchen stayed with Su Qiqi for a whole night, until the day came to light, Su Qiqi returned to the room a little confused, and fell asleep.
Her ups and downs could not calm again.
He did it.
It's just why he married Hua Qianzi.
With his temper, as long as he didn't want to, how could the king of the flower country command him.
After all, he is the grandfather of Dayan.
Not the grandfather of the hundred flower nations.
The affairs in Fufu have been very easy to handle. Su Qiqi's life has always been peaceful, without any undulations. It is not like the painful life in the Huanyi Bureau, nor does it have the style that the princess and maiden should have.
Her life only revolved around Mo Wenchen, and her mood was the same.
Because Mo Wenchen wanted to marry Qian Qianzi, she was very busy at the last time, and even made Su Qiqi so busy that she couldn't change anything, although she didn't want this marriage.
It's better to let everything go.
Mo Wenxuan, who was far away in the imperial city, also heard the news that Mo Wenchen was about to marry Princess Wang, and did not interfere. He just sent someone a gift. Now Mo Wenxuan is very low-key.
At least, for a short period of time, I didn't dare to mess with it again.
Mo Wenchen's wedding, of course, is still indispensable.
Just after the New Year, Lei Yufeng came to the palace by himself, far more familiar than Leijiabao.
"How do you think about marrying your coquettish cousin?" Lei Yufeng leaned on the chaise longue, tilted Erlang's legs, his eyes narrowed, and looked up and down.
Full of doubts.
"It was my aunt who asked me to take good care of her." Mo Wenchen never hid in front of Lei Yufeng.
What to say.
"Just take care of the bed." Lei Yufeng shuddered at the corner of his mouth: "So, what should Su Qiqi do?"
When he said this, his eyes turned bright: "I don't believe she is willing, don't be jealous?" And said to herself: "Unless she doesn't have you in her heart, then our ... bet ..."
The next thing was a sad smile.
Mo Wenchen, who had no expression at all, frowned slightly like thick ink, and a flash of light flashed under the eyes like a star, fleeting.
"At the time of the bet, you didn't say how long it would take." Mo Wenchen's face was not easy at this time, but he said something to let Lei Yufeng vomit blood.
In this way, Lei Yufeng is afraid that it will be difficult to win what he wants.
Instead, Mo Wenchen, as long as he is given enough time, the winner is him sooner or later.
This remark made Lei Yu's temper not too light. He raised his finger to Mo Wenchen, but could not say anything.
Indeed, for a long time, he couldn't beat Mo Wenchen. Although he would be very cautious and careful every time he was played, but next time, he would be deceived.
And Mo Wenchen looked so dimly into the distance that he did not care about his anger: "Xuanyuan Sword, it is destined to be mine."
"If Su Qiqi wouldn't fall in love with you in my life, I would wait for you forever?" Lei Yufeng was upset. He likes Jiaowei too much, and after trying dozens of ways, he couldn't cheat.
Not willing to be reconciled.
Mo Wenchen nodded and said yes, suddenly his face was cold, he stood up sharply, and walked towards the door: "Who?"
The sound is low.
Full of danger.
Then Lei Yufeng stood up and flew towards the door.
Mo Wenchen and Lei Yufeng just came out but didn't see anything, there were no shadows.
The two looked similar.
Lei Yufeng shrugged his shoulders: "Who is there anybody, you are too careful, this is Beidinghou Wangfu." He walked back as he said, still sad.
Focusing on his scorch.
Frowning his eyes in one place, Mo Wenchen didn't immediately turn back to the living room, but stood there.
He felt that someone must have been here just now, just what kind of skill would make him unable to catch any trace.
If there is such a master, it has already spread.
Suddenly there was a dark thought in his mind, and he thought, or there was someone here just now ...
It was the man he least wanted.
What did you just say to Lei Yufeng?
She shook her head, stood for a long while, and finally walked back, maybe she was more attentive. If it was her, with a posture she didn't have a little effort, how could it disappear so quickly.
"No one." Lei Yufeng stared at Mo Wenchen dismissively: "Well, shall we set a deadline or something?"
The second half of the sentence was very dog-legged.
Looking straight into Mo Wenchen's eyes.
Looking at Lei Yufeng with a smile, Mo Wenchen shook his head: "Okay, in terms of your sincerity, the deadline is set for half a year."
He has confidence in himself.
He knew that Su Qiqi's mind for himself, although not so obvious, was faintly felt.
"Slap." Lei Yufeng clapped his hands and laughed: "Okay, okay, this is pretty much the same."
Outside the hall, Su Qiqi leaned quietly behind the door panel, motionless, her eyes closed tightly, her face pale and bloodless, her hands in her sleeves clenched tightly into fists.
Teeth bit her lips fiercely. What did she hear and asked herself over and over again.
It turns out that everything is just a gamble.
The original ups and downs of the heart completely fell to the bottom of the valley at this time, no matter how strong she could not accept such a fact.
No wonder, he wants to marry Hua Qianzi, and he is just a bet to him, it is simply dispensable, or just a tool for his life.
Or maybe she didn't want to give up.
The salvation and tenderness over and over again are false.
all fake……
Trying not to let the tears drip, but Su Qiqi couldn't do it, the long eyelashes were shaking, a drop of tears slipped across the cheeks, spilled to the lips, salty.
She just hit the door and let tears drip.
Until Mo Wenchen and Lei Yufeng came out of the room, she supported the wall and walked back to her room step by step.
She felt the pain spread a little bit, thinking about the past.
Or, it is the best choice for her to stay in Huanyi Bureau so that she won't feel heartache.
It's a big deal.
She wanted to regret it, but found that it was too late and her mother was gone, and the only motive to support her survival had also disappeared.
Lying at the table, Su Qiqi wiped away the tears on his face.
She has to live strong, and she has to avenge her mother.
must.
Just after the New Year, the palace was still full of joy.
Mo Wenchen, Lei Yufeng and Leng Yan were sitting under the plum tree, making tea and drinking.
Okay.
"Hua Chi rebuilds the flower killing gang and wants to unify the rivers and lakes, how do you think it is possible?" Lei Yufeng fluttered in white, reflecting the red plum of the courtyard, very dazzling.
The facial features are gorgeous, with a touch of romantic.
Mo Wenchen in a black suit will always be a king of high spirits: "Ten layers."
Leng Yan looked at the two without interruption.
"Why do you see that?" Lei Yufeng was a little puzzled. Although he had not played against Hua Chi, he also knew that his strength would not be better than Mo Wenchen.
Not to mention that the bandit was born without any mind.
"A man must not look." Mo Wenchen smiled lightly. "Or, only he is my strongest opponent."
Lei Yufeng and Leng Yan did not answer. They believed that Mo Wenchen would never misread a person.
In this case, they must also be careful to prevent this late.
A battle between Mo Wenxuan and Mo Wenchen involved people in the rivers and lakes, so now the rivers and lakes can be said to be a mess, and Hua Chi took this opportunity to take a shot, really visionary and visionary.