Chapter 650 (1/2)

When standing up, I can't help but glance at Feng Mo Chen behind her, and take a panoramic view of her lonely and confused expression.

Feng Mo Chen, you just look at the betrayal of the people you trust. What kind of feeling is that.

Shijia Changgong didn't stop the dance. There are several stages on his enchanting face. He has seen Fengqing dance with his own eyes. He is confident that she can win Nangong Xin.

When they both went up, Nangong Xin asked the musician to play music. Then she went to the middle of the stage and started the peacock dance.

The dancing posture is elegant and beautiful, but the clothes on the body are not suitable for the peacock dance, and they can't dance that kind of feeling.

Feng Qing is different. In a twinkling of an eye, she went to change her dancing clothes.

On the stage, although the two danced in various forms, each had its own merits, if they won or lost, it was Fengqing who won.

But from the beginning to the end, Feng Mo Chen didn't have the heart to enjoy their dance. He just stared at the man who was sitting on the chair drinking wine. His eyes, eyebrows, nose and every move could affect his heart all the time.

Did he cheat her?

is that true?

From the first time we met, he lied to himself.

Why?

What's his purpose in camouflage around him like that?

She doesn't understand.

She even wanted to rush over, pull up his collar and question him.

Seems to feel a hot eyes staring at himself, night from the brake drinking action slightly a stagnation, dark eyes toward Feng Mo minister looked.

Two lines of vision in that moment.

A confused, indifferent.

One is resentful and indifferent.

”You lied to me?” Looking at him, she slightly opened her mouth, only said three words, words fall, tears flow down.

When he saw the shape of her mouth, the tea cup in Yelisha's hand fell on the table in a panic. The wine spilled from the cup. His pupils shrunk and lowered his head to put the wine cup again. When he raised his eyes again, the man who had been standing behind the Phoenix leaning seat had turned and left.

That thin figure, that desperate eyes, is she?

impossible.

Isn't she imprisoned?

Where are you standing?

”What's the matter with you, Li cha?” Feel the night from the different brake, night Luo Lin frown toward him.

Night from the brake, looking at the familiar figure just disappeared in front of me, palpitating, emotional some disorder, looked at the night, Luo Lin got up and stood up: ”I go back to the room to get something.”

If you don't speak, you leave.

At the banquet, she didn't seem to notice that Feng Mo Chen had quietly left. She was forced to leave by Feng Qing's servant girl.

She didn't eat for a few days. After a few steps, she felt dizzy and fell several times. Finally, she directly supported a pillar and shook her head weakly.

She still can't speak, just full of sweat of looking at that servant girl.

”I know you're hungry. While the princess is still at the banquet, I'll help you back to your room, and I'll quietly bring you something to eat, OK? But don't tell the princess The maid looked at Feng Mo Chen's delicate appearance, thinking that he was the prince of Feng Dynasty, and wanted to be handsome. If she helped him once, he might remember this kindness.

Feng Mo Chen can't believe anyone, but she can't be stubborn now. She has to leave here alive, so she can't starve to death.

So, she nodded.

Seeing this, the servant girl laughed and helped her back to the room.

After returning to the room, she continued to sit on the bed with her feet locked, while the servant girl went to get food for her.

Suddenly, the doors and windows shaking, Feng Mo Chen a face surprised stagnation, keen to look at the window, the next moment to see a tall figure standing in front of the bed.

Then he raised his eyes to look up, a carved facial features, is so deep, dark eyes staring at her tightly.