“Wa! So amazing!” She went into his embrace and wanted to take his arm, but she never thought that he would suddenly pull it back!
Luo Qing Chen looked at him with a doubtful look, but he said with a relaxed smile, “Girls that are about to get married should be reserved. You can just casually touch your future husband’s hands!”
“Ah! What breaking the rules!” Luo Qing Chen arrogantly pursed her lips, but she did know this custom.
Actually, it was best if they didn’t even see each other, but Mo Ye couldn’t help it and came to see her.
Every time he came, he would bring delicious things, as well as eyes that were filled with pampering towards her.
He talked to her about everything, from his experience as a child to when he grew up.
“Can a fortune teller really calculate everything?” Luo Qing Chen tilted her head to look at Mo Ye as she asked this, “I heard that some powerful fortune tellers could even calculate their own…..date of death.”
It suddenly fell silent around them.
After a while, Mo Ye gave a nod and said, “They can, but that would be changing destiny.”
“Pu.” Luo Qing Chen blinked before saying, “Isn’t it said that destiny couldn’t be reversed since ancient times?”
“There’s a large price to go against destiny, some include lives and some include souls.” When Mo Ye said this, his eyes blurred slightly.
Luo Qing Chen didn’t really understand, but she felt that Mo Ye’s eyes were quite heavy at that moment.
Time passed very quickly and soon ten days had passed.
On the seventh of January, it was the day she was going to marry Mo Ye.
The city was filled with snow, but the royal palace was filled with joy and festivity.
Luo Qing Chen was very pleasantly surprised that her father would agree to her getting married this quickly.
After all, her father had wanted her to marry Murong Nan before. Not only was it good for the two countries, it was because he felt that Murong Nan was a worthy person.
Before Luo Qing Chen was married, Murong Nan appeared.
Since coming back from the crematorium, Murong Nan had disappeared. Whether it was the night that the emperor gave the edict of her and Mo Ye’s wedding or the ten days with Mo Ye.
Murong Nan never appeared!
Luo Qing Chen had thought that this really was a youth that knew how to advance and retreat.
He wasn’t like others who would destroy or trap the things they couldn’t have.
In the Shimmering Hall, Murong Nan carefully gave her a finely made box that had a big red kit inside.
“Although you aren’t marrying me, no matter what, you have to be happy.” He seriously looked at her with a sparkle in his eyes.
“This is the ending that I want.” Luo Qing Chen took the box and said, “Thank you for your gift.”
The phoenix crown, the fine makeup, the rouge, and the beauty of a nation collapsing beauty.
The maids all helped her with this set and she nervously got onto the sedan.
Murong Nan watched the sedan disappear as those worry free eyes gradually dimmed.
Actually, whether it was him or Mo Ye, what they wanted wasn’t Luo Qing Chen, but her happiness.
If she could be happy, it didn’t matter if he couldn’t have her. He could even stand far away and it would be fine just to catch a glimpse from time to time.
It was a pity that the heavens didn’t follow human will and some lovers would never get married.
Luo Qing Chen’s plan was to go to Mo Ye’s manor in the city, a manor that the emperor had bestowed for this wedding.
When the sedan stopped outside of this manor, there was a cold wind that filled the air.