Chapter 1660: 1660
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Feng Shaojin squatted down, took off her shoes and socks, washed her feet, and rubbed her white foot soleplate with her finger pulp: "your script has been hurt since it came. After walking so far these days, it's a little edematous."
Mo Ling Wei droops her eyes, and really sees that her feet in the stream are swollen.
Feng Shaojin looks up at her and bumps into her reddish eyes.
"Don't cry." Feng Shaojin laughed for a while, pointed to her abdomen and wiped away her tears: "I'm going to be a newlyweds soon. If I cry, my eyes will swell and I won't look good.
The wedding will be simple. When I have a chance, I'll give you a grand one, OK
Mo Ling Wei's eyes have no waves, just like the frozen stream: "you just said that you would let me go back to Jincheng in two years at most."
If it's really only two years, it may be able to survive. At that time, I'll go back to Jincheng to see Xiuer after six years old, Siyu after three years old, and see everything is right and wrong.
Feng Shaojin's eyes fell silent and dim: "just remember this, and stay with me for two years at most."
"What can I trust you with?" Mo Lingwei pulls back her feet, puts on her shoes and socks, holds her long legs in her arms and looks away.
Feng Shaojin raised her hand and rubbed her tired eyebrows, with a low smile: "am I not worthy of your trust? It doesn't matter if you don't believe me. You have to believe your brother. "
Mention Mo Ling Yuan, Mo Ling Wei's Mou son flashed for a while.
Feng Shaojin stood up, picked up the semi dry clothes on the branches and put them on again, "the northern victory news is frequent, your brother's Mohist army is invincible, and the palace family is losing day by day. There's only parry left, and there's no fighting back.
With your brother's strength, I believe that in less than two years, you will be sent south to take you back to Jincheng in person. "
Feng Shaojin took her hand and walked to the bank: "at that time, it's only between your thoughts to go and stay. If you want to leave, I can only let you leave."
At that time, she still had to go, since he could not stay, he could only let go willingly.
To be exact, it should be forced to let go.
Her people, her heart, he did everything he could to keep them.
Hearing the words, Mo Lingwei's desperate heart revives like ashes...
Feng Shaojin doesn't take her back to another hospital, but directly goes back to the camp.
The simple wooden house was decorated with red silk cloth and red happy words.
Feng Shaojin just led Mo Lingwei into the room. Two older mothers of two grades came up with a big red wedding dress and a hood. They beamed and congratulated Mo Lingwei: "Congratulations, Miss Mo, Miss He Xi, Miss Mo, after tonight, Miss Mo is Feng Shao's wife."
Mo Lingwei shakes Kaifeng Shaojin's hand and goes to the bedroom and sits on the stool.
Xipo, "...
seeing Mo Lingwei's cold face, Xipo looks at each other and sees her doubts from each other's eyes.
What's so happy about marrying the most powerful Young Marshal in the south?
I've heard that marshal Feng has hidden a beauty in other courtyard for a long time, but I didn't expect that the beauty's temper would be so big that she didn't even give Feng Shaojin's face. On the day of great joy, she turned black.
Xipo doesn't know what to do.
One of the mothers, with a smile on her face, reminded: "young lady, young commander, the auspicious time is coming. It's time for the bride to change her clothes."
Feng Shaojin faintly "um", retreated to one side, motioned Mammy to help Mo Lingwei change her wedding dress.
Mo Lingwei sat at the table, motionless and uncooperative at all www.mylovenovel.com , the fastest update of the webnovel!
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Feng Shaojin squatted down, took off her shoes and socks, washed her feet, and rubbed her white foot soleplate with her finger pulp: "your script has been hurt since it came. After walking so far these days, it's a little edematous."
Mo Ling Wei droops her eyes, and really sees that her feet in the stream are swollen.
Feng Shaojin looks up at her and bumps into her reddish eyes.
"Don't cry." Feng Shaojin laughed for a while, pointed to her abdomen and wiped away her tears: "I'm going to be a newlyweds soon. If I cry, my eyes will swell and I won't look good.
The wedding will be simple. When I have a chance, I'll give you a grand one, OK
Mo Ling Wei's eyes have no waves, just like the frozen stream: "you just said that you would let me go back to Jincheng in two years at most."
If it's really only two years, it may be able to survive. At that time, I'll go back to Jincheng to see Xiuer after six years old, Siyu after three years old, and see everything is right and wrong.
Feng Shaojin's eyes fell silent and dim: "just remember this, and stay with me for two years at most."
"What can I trust you with?" Mo Lingwei pulls back her feet, puts on her shoes and socks, holds her long legs in her arms and looks away.
Feng Shaojin raised her hand and rubbed her tired eyebrows, with a low smile: "am I not worthy of your trust? It doesn't matter if you don't believe me. You have to believe your brother. "
Mention Mo Ling Yuan, Mo Ling Wei's Mou son flashed for a while.
Feng Shaojin stood up, picked up the semi dry clothes on the branches and put them on again, "the northern victory news is frequent, your brother's Mohist army is invincible, and the palace family is losing day by day. There's only parry left, and there's no fighting back.
With your brother's strength, I believe that in less than two years, you will be sent south to take you back to Jincheng in person. "
Feng Shaojin took her hand and walked to the bank: "at that time, it's only between your thoughts to go and stay. If you want to leave, I can only let you leave."
At that time, she still had to go, since he could not stay, he could only let go willingly.
To be exact, it should be forced to let go.
Her people, her heart, he did everything he could to keep them.
Hearing the words, Mo Lingwei's desperate heart revives like ashes...
Feng Shaojin doesn't take her back to another hospital, but directly goes back to the camp.
The simple wooden house was decorated with red silk cloth and red happy words.
Feng Shaojin just led Mo Lingwei into the room. Two older mothers of two grades came up with a big red wedding dress and a hood. They beamed and congratulated Mo Lingwei: "Congratulations, Miss Mo, Miss He Xi, Miss Mo, after tonight, Miss Mo is Feng Shao's wife."
Mo Lingwei shakes Kaifeng Shaojin's hand and goes to the bedroom and sits on the stool.
Xipo, "...
seeing Mo Lingwei's cold face, Xipo looks at each other and sees her doubts from each other's eyes.
What's so happy about marrying the most powerful Young Marshal in the south?
I've heard that marshal Feng has hidden a beauty in other courtyard for a long time, but I didn't expect that the beauty's temper would be so big that she didn't even give Feng Shaojin's face. On the day of great joy, she turned black.
Xipo doesn't know what to do.
One of the mothers, with a smile on her face, reminded: "young lady, young commander, the auspicious time is coming. It's time for the bride to change her clothes."
Feng Shaojin faintly "um", retreated to one side, motioned Mammy to help Mo Lingwei change her wedding dress.
Mo Lingwei sat at the table, motionless and uncooperative at all www.mylovenovel.com , the fastest update of the webnovel!
Feng Shaojin squatted down, took off her shoes and socks, washed her feet, and rubbed her white foot soleplate with her finger pulp: "your script has been hurt since it came. After walking so far these days, it's a little edematous." Mo Ling Wei droops her eyes, and really sees that her feet in the stream are swollen. Feng Shaojin looks up at her and bumps into her reddish eyes. "Don't cry." Feng Shaojin laughed for a while, pointed to her abdomen and wiped away her tears: "I'm going to be a newlyweds soon. If I cry, my eyes will swell and I won't look good. The wedding will be simple. When I have a chance, I'll give you a grand one, OK Mo Ling Wei's eyes have no waves, just like the frozen stream: "you just said that you would let me go back to Jincheng in two years at most." If it's really only two years, it may be able to survive. At that time, I'll go back to Jincheng to see Xiuer after six years old, Siyu after three years old, and see everything is right and wrong. Feng Shaojin's eyes fell silent and dim: "just remember this, and stay with me for two years at most." "What can I trust you with?" Mo Lingwei pulls back her feet, puts on her shoes and socks, holds her long legs in her arms and looks away. Feng Shaojin raised her hand and rubbed her tired eyebrows, with a low smile: "am I not worthy of your trust? It doesn't matter if you don't believe me. You have to believe your brother. " Mention Mo Ling Yuan, Mo Ling Wei's Mou son flashed for a while. Feng Shaojin stood up, picked up the semi dry clothes on the branches and put them on again, "the northern victory news is frequent, your brother's Mohist army is invincible, and the palace family is losing day by day. There's only parry left, and there's no fighting back. With your brother's strength, I believe that in less than two years, you will be sent south to take you back to Jincheng in person. " Feng Shaojin took her hand and walked to the bank: "at that time, it's only between your thoughts to go and stay. If you want to leave, I can only let you leave." At that time, she still had to go, since he could not stay, he could only let go willingly. To be exact, it should be forced to let go. Her people, her heart, he did everything he could to keep them. Hearing the words, Mo Lingwei's desperate heart revives like ashes... Feng Shaojin doesn't take her back to another hospital, but directly goes back to the camp. The simple wooden house was decorated with red silk cloth and red happy words. Feng Shaojin just led Mo Lingwei into the room. Two older mothers of two grades came up with a big red wedding dress and a hood. They beamed and congratulated Mo Lingwei: "Congratulations, Miss Mo, Miss He Xi, Miss Mo, after tonight, Miss Mo is Feng Shao's wife." Mo Lingwei shakes Kaifeng Shaojin's hand and goes to the bedroom and sits on the stool. Xipo, "... seeing Mo Lingwei's cold face, Xipo looks at each other and sees her doubts from each other's eyes. What's so happy about marrying the most powerful Young Marshal in the south? I've heard that marshal Feng has hidden a beauty in other courtyard for a long time, but I didn't expect that the beauty's temper would be so big that she didn't even give Feng Shaojin's face. On the day of great joy, she turned black. Xipo doesn't know what to do. One of the mothers, with a smile on her face, reminded: "young lady, young commander, the auspicious time is coming. It's time for the bride to change her clothes." Feng Shaojin faintly "um", retreated to one side, motioned Mammy to help Mo Lingwei change her wedding dress. Mo Lingwei sat at the table, motionless and uncooperative at all www.mylovenovel.com , the fastest update of the webnovel!
