Listening to her mother's painstaking efforts, Youmeng sneered, tears gushed in her eyes, and sadness was like a vast deep sea that could flood her at any time.

"Since this matter is not allowed to be my right, why should my mother be hypocritical? She has so much trouble choosing this prince-consort for me?" She instantly instantly glanced at her eyes, and shed tears of compromise. "Why wouldn't it be better to ask her mother to give me a name directly..."

"Foot the wind."

Sakiki said calmly when he satisfied her request, and Youmeng was stunned again.

"The bride-seeking show is for your father and the great families to see. Looking at the world, the only one who can still restrain Gui's family is the Prince Mu's mansion." Saki said while consciously strolling in a certain direction. "The one who can make the Prime Minister and even your father deeply fear is Mu Rongqi, the King of Yunnan who holds heavy troops."

Youmeng's vision spread with her mother until Sakiki stopped in front of an exquisite seat-style screen, looking at the person in the painting and said, "And only he is worthy of my daughter for his son, the heir to the entire Mu Palace."

Youmeng was in a state of dismay, her feet walked forward as if she was uncontrollably, and slowly raised her eyes-

The man in the painting is wearing a light green dress and holding a folding fan in his slender and fair hands. He is tall and handsome, and is enough to make the son-in-law who is loved by all the girls in the world.

He is so dazzling among the numerous portraits, like pearls and jade falling among the tiles and stones.

The stranger is like a jade, and the young master is unparalleled in the world.

This is a sentence that people instinctively think of when they first saw his portrait.

The more beautiful jade is, the more beautiful it is.

Today is the first time I heard about Prince Mu’s full name. Youmeng can naturally feel his temperament and glory that amazed the world. However, there was no expectation in her eyes, but she just said to herself in a daze: “It’s him…”

At that time, she was not able to recognize the person in the painting by just one painting. The person she had seen, or even passed by quietly many times.

She didn't know that the original owner of the "Wushan Yunmeng Picture" hanging in her Fenghua Building, and the Ye Yu who comforted her outside the Buddhist wall of Baima Temple, was barely the man in this painting.

They have long been bound by the fateful line and cannot escape each other in this life.

Later, Saki went back and asked her to stay alone, standing in front of the painting to think clearly.

The sunset sprinkles light gold tones, and the man in the green shirt is like a fairy and a dream in the interweaving of light and shadow like a silk.

She stood in front of the portrait for a long time, and finally she had someone take the painting out of the screen and take it back to her house.

At this moment in Fenghua Tower, she looked at the man in the painting. He was like the quiet lake water, and like the water lilies under the moon blooming quietly.

Lan Ying's words couldn't help but ring in his ears: "Youmeng, if one day Prince Mu really wants to enter your life... I mean, if God arranged for you to be with him, would you be willing to accept this marriage?"

Are you willing?

She said softly and asked herself.

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On the lakeside outside the Guobin Inn, someone was as troubled as Youmeng. He was alone and had no sleepiness. He stood firm with a tree lightly, as bright as the sun and the moon, and the rocks were as independent as the lonely pine.

At this time, the moonlight was just right. The moonlight shone gently through the treetops, and the rippling light and shadow shattered in the water, reflecting the stars in the sky.

Li Feng raised his head quietly, and his melancholy eyes were filled with the cool moonlight as bright as water.

His eyes became more and more blurred, and he couldn't help but think of that separation, which was also like a cold night like frost.

It was almost dawn, and he led his horse to wait by the ancient road outside the pavilion to Qiaoqiao, and told her about the situation in a long story.

She was shocked: "What? Are you going to drive me away? Leave Dali, where will I go?"
Chapter completed!