Quick Transmigration Female Lead: Male God, Never Stopping - Chapter 2271

[Chapter 2271 Love Through the Millennium (15)]

After a while, the corners of Luo Qingchen’s mouth raised slightly, and he pulled out a faint wry smile and said, “Mr. Mo has already said so, so what should I say?

” Miss Feng has been waiting for a long time.” He still cupped his hands, his tone was as humble as before, but there was a feeling of anxiety.

“No.” Luo Qingchen narrowed her eyes coldly, turned around, unwilling to say another word.

She didn’t write the good story, so why didn’t Mo Ye give her a chance.

Could it be that she is just a passer-by in a thousand years of time and space, or should she come and see with her own eyes how Mo Ye fell in love with Feng Ling’er?

He really couldn’t believe that such a man who gave everything would bury guilt deeply in his heart.

To be so contrary to her in another time and space…

Mo Ye was obviously stunned for a moment, his brows frowned slightly, and faint waves appeared in his eyes as deep as ink.

Only he himself knew, and his heart was inexplicably touched.

“Resignation from humble position—”

This was the last two words they said when they met for the first time—

‘no send’, ‘resignation from humble position’.

For the next half month, they never saw each other again. I heard that Feng Ling’er liked the wine brewed by Mo Ye very much, and she often drank too much and impromptu danced in her Yuehua Palace.

Light gauze and thin clothes, enchanting and colorful.

Rumors from the palace also gradually reached Luo Qingchen’s ears, and they were more or less unpleasant.

For example, seeing Feng Ling’er dancing for the winemaker Mo Ye; for example, they have already had a skin-to-skin relationship.

But Luo Qingchen knew very well that Mo Ye had never stayed overnight in Yuehua Palace, not even once.

Although he went to Yuehua Palace frequently, the time he stayed was very short.

She still knows this, but she doesn’t understand it.

She never went to see Feng Linger, nor did Feng Linger come to see her.

She was just hostile, full of hostility.

But she kept telling herself: don’t care, don’t care. do not mind.

Due to lying still for sixteen years, her hands and feet have very slow reflexes, and she will feel very tired if she walks a few more steps.

The deep winter is very deep, and there is heavy snow every day.

The maids were afraid that she would be cold, so they wrapped her in a thick coat before letting her go out.

Her favorite is to sit in the Drunken Dream Pavilion in the Royal Garden, because this place is the only way for Mo Ye to go to Yuehua Palace.

Probably every day when the sun sets, Mo Ye will come out of Yuehua Palace and then pass by the Imperial Garden.

The slightly drunken warm light shone on his astonishing side face, which looked so good-looking.

Luo Qingchen would always sit in the Zuimeng Pavilion and take a second look at him, looking at his young face now, and would always think of his dying appearance on the winter solstice.

Whenever she thinks of this scene, she tells herself that she can still hold on.

If God didn’t give her the so-called love at first sight, then work hard on your own to let her see him.

Such an excellent Luo Qingchen…

So she personally planned an ‘unbearably vulgar’ plot, such as –

those ‘fainting’ plots that would occur in the palace in the old age, since she is weak and weak, how can she be so cold? God, pretending to be dizzy shouldn’t look so clumsy!

Everything was ready, she was wearing a plain white pleated skirt sprinkled with flowers, holding an ink-colored Qingyun umbrella, standing in the center of the imperial garden.

Thanks to half a month of hard work, she can no longer hold crutches, but she still feels tired after standing for a long time.

The colorful sunset reddened half of the sky, and the boy in black long clothes walked slowly towards her.

[End of This Chapter]