That tone was filled with sorrow, resentment, regret and regret.

It seems like a real pity.

The ancients' words "Preface" can usually be called only by those close to each other.

The two words "Chengzhi" fell into Wei Qingci's ears, and he felt extremely harsh inexplicably.

...Are your fiancé before his death?

Wei Qingci felt that she probably understood what jealousy meant.

"Ding! Target character Wei Qingci, favorability 5, strategy completion 35!"

The young man, who was half drunk and slightly drunk, had a faint peach-colored red cheek with a faint peach-colored red face. His slender and beautiful hands that supported his head remained unmoved. The dark and thick eyelashes that seemed to be dyed with a little silvery light were raised lightly and slowly.

He looked up at her.

Wei Qingci originally thought that she would see a face that was either self-pitying, sitting alone and crying, or being sad.

Unexpectedly, the woman's smiling expression in the faint cool moonlight came into her eyes, which was completely opposite to his imagined expression.

The boy couldn't help but be slightly stunned.

Fenghua tucked the long ink hair that was slightly messy due to the breeze outside the car window, and saw Wei Qingci's slightly surprised and stunned expression in her eyes. Her bright red lips tied up a lazy and charming smile, raised her eyebrows, and asked back, "Young Master seems a little surprised. Do you think I will be frustrated, sad, and sad when I see Chengzhi marry another bride?"

“…”

To be honest, Wei Qingci really thought so in her heart.

He thought that women in the world were mostly like this and took love very seriously.

Otherwise, how could the word "infatuated man and resentful woman" exist?

"Ha." Fenghua laughed in an unknown sense, Hua Yan's lazy voice was low, as if it was just ringing in Wei Qingci's ears, "Young Master is wrong."

She said.

"I have been dead for three years, and my beauty has long turned into dry bones. Three years ago, Cheng Zhigui was the top scholar in the Jin Dynasty, who was personally written by the emperor of the Southern Song Dynasty. He was the bright future and glorious. As early as three years ago, we were separated by yin and yang and were destined to be strangers."

"What's more, from ancient times to the present, only women have always kept their moral integrity for men, but I have never heard of men never marrying women for life."

Speaking of this, the woman's tone became extremely low, melancholy and confused.

However, under her long eyelashes that were slightly drooping inadvertently, a deep irony flashed through her beautiful eyes.

It was perfectly covered by the curly black eyelashes.

Wei Qingci pursed her lips.

He snorted slightly in his heart and thought: I have been married for only three years, which shows that he is not very affectionate about you, if it is...

I mean I was thinking about something, and the boy quickly cut off the dangerous thoughts of going off, or he didn't dare to think about it anymore.

At this moment, Fenghua bent her lips and suddenly said, "Wei Zhang married another bride, and the beauty is by her side, but I am not alone now... Do you think so, young master?"

The last sentence is full of implications.

The two words "Young Master" are light but low.

It seemed as if a beautiful passage was slightly hummed from the woman's nose.

Wei Qingci's heart suffocated.

At some point, the heartbeat seemed to pause for two seconds.

After a moment, Wei Qingci heard his voice hesitation almost cautiously:

"……What's the meaning?"
Chapter completed!