C8 suicide (2/2)

Prime Minister Zuo looked at the mother and daughter and felt a headache coming on. ”Don't be too optimistic. Don't forget, even if everything was granted, it was still difficult to guess the Crown Prince's thoughts.

All these years, His Highness the crown prince did not reveal himself, as if he did not care about anything, but you guys are too much, causing the crown prince to be annoyed, so this marriage can only be a dream! ”

Ever since Mu Ru Yue had shown up that day, she hadn't left her courtyard. As for Xing'er, other than going out to get her food, she had been waiting on Mu Ru Yue the entire time.

The time was not fast, but three days had passed in the blink of an eye.

In the early morning, the entire mansion was decorated with lanterns and decorations. For the first time, Mu Ru Yue's small, shabby courtyard became lively. A group of wedding beauties caused Mu Ru Yue to feel drowsy.

He changed into a wedding dress, put on a phoenix crown, and added another set of makeup before he was done.

Xing'er stood by Mu Ru Yue's side. She couldn't intervene, but her eyes were filled with tears. When Mu Ru Yue saw her current appearance, she couldn't help but want to laugh.

Why did it seem like they were about to part forever after coming to her place?

”The auspicious hour has arrived!” A shout came from outside. Mu Ru Yue was pushed out. Someone then grabbed her hand and pulled her into a sedan.

Xing'er followed the sedan chair and whispered, ”Miss, why are you so silly?”

”Xing'er, there are many times when people have no choice. In such a situation, the only thing he could do was to obey. However … When we have a choice, it will not be too late to get everything back. ” Mu Ru Yue's lazy words made Xing'er even more depressed.

They were all clearly the daughters of the Prime Minister, so why was it that their young mistress was always disliked?

Even at this time, he still had to drag the little miss to her death.

Although she was discontented, she couldn't do anything about it. If she spoke too much, it might bring more trouble to her young mistress. Xing'er thought to herself. She could only grit her teeth and follow him out.

As the sedan was carried to the door, a burst of weeping could be heard. ”Sister, sister is really reluctant to part with me.” ”You and I have a deep sisterly relationship, and now that big sister is going to marry someone, little sister is truly not willing to part with it.”

Murong Xi's voice sounded from outside.

The crying had dispersed all the joy in his heart. Everyone recalled that the young lady of the Prime Minister's Estate was courting death.