Feng Shaojin looked away, feeling empty in his heart.
From leaving Jincheng to today, no matter where he is, he always smells this kind of breath vaguely, even in his sleep, he will suddenly wake up, thinking that she has returned to him.
Then, tossing and turning, sleepless all night.
But everything is just extravagant hope, all just his vain illusions.
The war in the south, she is a weak woman, so it is possible to travel a long distance to come here.
Even if she wanted to come, with Mo Lingyuan's temperament, he would stop her from coming.
What's more, now that the plague is rampant, he doesn't want her to come here either.
He only hoped that she would stay in Jincheng safely, and wait for him to deal with the matter here before going to Jincheng to formally propose marriage to the Mo family.
He just missed her too much.
Thinking day and night, haunting dreams.
If you don't love lovesickness in your life, you will love it, and you will hurt lovesickness.
Seeing that he was just silent, He Jingshu shook his arm uneasily: "Shaojin, it's getting late, let's go back."
Feng Shaojin finally came back to his senses, raised his eyes to look at Gong Su: "Second Master Gong, farewell!"
He Jingshu turned her head, her cold eyes swept across the slender figure.
Bao'er turned her head, just in time to meet He Jingshu's stern gaze.
Sensing the strong hostility of the other party, Bao'er just felt baffled, and returned a speechless white eye.
Bao'er pointed at He Jingshu's back, and asked An Haoyu who was standing aside: "Who is that woman? I didn't bother her, why did she throw a knife at me for no reason?"
An Haoyu looked over and smiled lightly: "So it's Miss He. I heard that Miss He is good at everything, but she is too jealous. As long as she is with Feng Shao, it is best not to have women appear within a mile, otherwise , will be included in the scope of love rivals by Miss He..."
Bao'er stared at the man's back and interrupted An Haoyu: "Young Master Feng? Which Young Master Feng?"
"Of course it's Feng Shaojin, an important figure in the Feng family." An Haoyu smiled and looked at Bao'er, "I heard that Feng Shaojin and Miss He are going to get engaged soon.
When the marriage is settled, Miss He will not be hostile to you.
Miss Bao'er is as beautiful as a flower, which will inevitably make Miss He jealous. "
Bao'er's cheeks were slightly red, and she habitually raised her hand to caress the place where the blue scar had grown on her cheek, feeling very happy in her heart.
Women are those who please themselves.
Ever since she was by Miss's side, more and more people praised her for her beauty. Even people like Senior An Haoyu thought she was beautiful. It seemed that the longer she grew, the more beautiful she really was.
At least not to lose to Miss He, otherwise she wouldn't be regarded as a potential love rival.
It's just that Feng Shaojin doesn't like Miss Mo?
Why are you getting engaged to Miss He in the blink of an eye?
This heartless big pig's hoof.
Bao'er couldn't believe it, and asked: "This Feng Shaozhen is planning to get engaged to Miss He? Are you hearing it or is it confirmed?"
An Haoyu opened his mouth and was about to answer when a determined voice came from behind him.
"It's confirmed." Gong Su walked towards the two of them step by step: "Miss He said that several auspicious days for the engagement have been selected, but the specific date of the engagement has not yet been determined."
Bao'er was in a daze: "Then Young Master Feng, what was your reaction?"
Gong Su thought about it carefully, and said truthfully: "It seems that he didn't react much, but his temperament is cold and cold, and no reaction is the best reaction.
There is no objection, of course he agrees to the marriage, after all, he is the one who wants to be engaged. "