The Great Planned Marriage: Becoming A Splendid Princess

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Shi Qingxue was angry at Mo Junyang's evasive attitude. Where he was willing to obey, he snorted angrily at Mo Junyang.

Ignore Mo Junyang's big hand that wants to help her up, coldly: "Thank you Mo Shizi for saving grace, the next thing is not to bother you, I just walk back."

Speaking of it, regardless of his right foot still faint, he stood up forcibly on the ground, kicked his legs at will, and limped down the road.

Mo Junyang's complexion was a little unsightly for a moment, and he retracted his hand embarrassingly, blocking it again in front of Qingxue, saying plainly, "You don't know the way."

Great truth.

When Shi Qingxue just rose, the little joy dissipated, and even greater anger came to my heart.

She couldn't even pull out her small face, coldly separating Mo Junyang's big hand, "I don't need you to control, even if you get lost, it will be so big. Shiguofu is not as big as the royal family of Wangrui, but There are still some people to get back the missing lady due to mischief.

Mo Shizi, please help yourself! "

It was clear that Mo Junyang himself was Qingxue when he was estranged, but Qingxue really regained the smile he had given him, and his heart still felt stinging.

And this tingling all turned into distress when seeing the back of Qing Xue who hurt her foot and stubbornly moved forward.

All scruples were thrown away by him at this moment.

Go fuck, he just can't see how Qingxue was injured before he looked after him.

Mo Junyang strode to Shi Qingxue. In her miserable eyes, she said nothing, hugged people horizontally, and did not ride a horse.

When Shi Qingxue didn't expect it, the whole person fell into Mo Junyang's control, and his little hand subconsciously replaced Mo Junyang's neck.

After a while, she suddenly woke up, quickly withdrew her hands, twisted her waist and wanted to get out of Mo Junyang's arms, while still angrily shouting, "Let me down, I don't want you to hug, let me down ... "

Mo Junyang had great strength, and his big hand hugged Qingxue's thin waist, crucifying people in his arms.

Shi Qingxue was not an easy compromise. Even if he could not shake Mo Junyang, he did not give up, and even started to beat the other person's big hand. He never thought that if the other person let go, it would be her.

"Don't mess around!" Mo Junyang suddenly said coldly, deep and stern.

When shocked, Qingxue looked up sharply, just facing the man's deep sea-like eyes, and seemed to have a hint of anger.

She didn't want to bother him anymore, why was she ... angry with her?

Shi Qingxue felt inexplicable in her heart, struggling weakly, and lowered her head with some frustration, thinking: If he likes to hug him, he will hug him, anyway, the hard people don't want her.

The two men kept this posture all the way down the mountain, and the atmosphere of silence surrounded them virtually.

For nearly two quarters of an hour, no one said a word. Shi Qingxue even kept his head down and didn't move.

Probably not even God can see the embarrassment of the two, walking and walking, first a flash of thunder and lightning, when scared Qing Xue fiercely flinched into Mo Junyang's arms, but she immediately reacted again, a little rigid movement.

The big raindrops of the bean hit immediately, and after a while, the sound of "rushing" rain was all around. The raindrops became cloth, blocking the view, and it was even difficult to move forward.

There were empty lawns all around, and there was no place to hide from the rain. Mo Junyang had to stop and hug Qingxue on his horse. At the same time he took off his coat and blocked it on her head, and asked in a consultative tone: "Rain It's too big, and it won't stop at half past one. I remember there is a cave not far ahead, let's go over to avoid the rain first, shall we? "

Although Shi Qingxue was still holding his breath with Mo Junyang, but at this time, he would not deliberately sing against the other party, only responded lowly and gave himself to Mo Junyang.

The two soon came to a low cave on the mountainside. Mo was only one arm higher than an adult man. Mo Junyang reached out and touched the top of the cave. The hole was not deep. About two or three feet to the bottom.

Fortunately, there is some hay and dry wood in the cave, and presumably occasionally hunters stay here.

Mo Junyang left the horse at the entrance of the cave and let Qingxue rest on the haystack first, but he piled up the wood and set it on fire.

He is used to carrying fire dumplings with him. Although he hasn't eaten, there are some conditions for warming up the fire.

The rain wet the two, and painted Qing Qingxue's graceful figure clearly. Mo Junyang glanced away and hurriedly didn't open his face, and said lightly, "Bake the fire yourself, and dry your clothes."

Then he carried Shi Qingxue on his back to concentrate on drying his coat, and did not dare to pay attention to the situation behind him.

The light of the fire swayed quietly in the dim cave, quiet and warm.

The two still did not talk, but the atmosphere was not as embarrassing as before, but it was very comfortable.

At least Shi Qingxue thought so.

The fire was bright and warm, and her body was still wet and sticky, but she developed a sense of comfort and exhaustion from the bottom of her heart.

So she didn't move her back against the cave wall, and her eyes fell on Mo Junyang's wide shoulders until her eyelids plummeted and fell down little by little.

She didn't insist, but she closed her eyes slowly.

When Mo Junyang dried his whole body and finally couldn't sit back, what he saw was Shi Qingxue with his eyes closed on the side of the cave and fell asleep, and his hard mouth habitually choked, but relaxed .

He got up and walked to Shi Qingxue, staring at her cheeks flushed with fire, with a smile on his face, giving up the idea of ​​waking her, and putting on the dried coat over Shi Qingxue .

As soon as Mo Junyang's hand touched Qingxue's wet coat, he touched the clothes on Qingxue's other places. All of them were wet, which means that Qingxue had been sitting for so long but he didn't put any The idea of ​​drying myself, and falling asleep as I was soaking wet.

"It's a mess!" Mo Jun drank in a low voice, reaching out to touch Qingxue's cheek subconsciously.

Hot and scary.

Mo Junyang then realized that the red light on Qingxue's face did not come out of the fire at all, but a fever.

He didn't want to be angry, and quickly awakened people, shouting eagerly: "Don't sleep, you have a fever. Change your wet clothes before baking at the fire."

Shi Qingxue only felt that her head was as heavy as a large stone plugged in, not to mention that it was so difficult to open her eyes. She didn't even want to move her fingers, she just snorted uncomfortably and disappeared again. movement.

"Changing clothes first, changing clothes before you sleep!"

Mo Junyang persevered and helped Shi Qingxue help her, not allowing her to abuse herself.

"Don't bother me!"

Shi Qingxue was furious to pat Mo Junyang's hand, and curled up against the wall.

Mo Junyang had no choice but to take her carefully to the fire, and coaxed softly, "Take off your coat and bake it, don't keep it cold."

Xu was too soft this time. Although Shi Qingxue's face was still dissatisfied, she was not angry, but she shrank into Mo Junyang's arms and muttered, "I don't do it!"

"Xing Xing Xing! I help you ..." Mo Junyang sighed deeply, and really took off Qing Xue's jacket gently, and she didn't dare to move anymore after she exposed her wet jacket.

He held the person tighter, and at the same time covered his dry coat with Shi Qingxue.

Shi Qingxue felt comfortable, his tight little face relaxed, stretched his hands around Mo Junyang's waist, and put the little face on Mo Junyang's chest, like a kitten warming up against a stove .

Mo Junyang stared at Shi Qingxue's red sleeping face, for a long time, finally he couldn't help but reach out and gently stroke the red and tender cheek with his rough thumb.

There were bitterness in my heart, and a pair of dark eyes revealed the painful pain.

If Shi Qingxue was awake at this time, she would be surprised that Mo Junyang would have such a strong emotional response.

But she was closing her eyes tightly, not seeing, nor hearing the man's heavy mute murmur.

"I thought, as long as you are you, you can do it anyway.

But you know what? How happy am I when I know you are 'back' too? Even if you hate me with past memory, I am happy.

It was not until then that I realized that I was actually looking forward to your 'coming back' all the time!

Because of your presence, my life is meaningful.

And now, you are neither there, but I do n’t know what to do!

If I never get it, I may be able to tolerate loss or replacement. But ... you lose it after you get it ... "

Mo Junyang didn't say any more, just closed his eyes and hid all his emotions.

As if nothing ever happened.

It was the next morning when Qing Xue woke up again.

She was sleeping on the haystack, covered with Mo Junyang's coat, but Mo Junyang was not visible.

"Jun Yang ..." She shouted softly, her voice as small as a meow, and like a murmur.

Mo Junyang, who has excellent ear strength, listened straight. He stiffened stiffly, straightened, staring fiercely at Shi Qingxue on the haystack, and asked, "Did you remember?"

Shi Qingxue looked around, his eyes brightened, and he cried in surprise: "Jun Yang brother!"

Chan smiles like a summer flower and is gorgeous, as if all the quarrels did not exist yesterday.

But after shouting, she froze again, looked at Mo Junyang in doubt, and asked, "What am I thinking of?"

Mo Junyang's eyelids jumped, and he evasively looked at Qing Xue's gaze, pretending to say calmly, "It's nothing, I want to get over."

Shi Qingxue gave birth to an ingenious heart. Even without the blessings of previous lives, he could understand what Mo Junyang was asking for a moment, and add associations. All the previous doubts were instantly answered at this moment.

When her small white face was turned over for a while, her eyes widened, and Mo Junyang stared at him. "So you did this to me because I forgot more than a year of things?"

"No!" Mo Junyang hurriedly denied, but his face was stiff, but it was a little bit more than 300 yuan without silver.

After Shi Qingxue knew, it was more doubt.

She knew she had forgotten a lot of things, but wasn't she because of forgetting?