Chapter 969 The Former Mu Jin

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Chapter 969 The former Mu Jin

"Although he is a very good person and treats me very well, I just don't like him very much and want to stay away from him." Wei Yuanwei added a few more words.

After hearing this, Cang Chu sighed softly: "It doesn't matter, it will be fine in a month. When I get the anti-poison medicine from Feng Yin, you can recover all your memories."

This sentence seemed to be a sincere consideration for Wei Yuanwei.

But Wei Yuanwei only thought coldly in her heart that Cang Chu really had a beautiful heart and was really too hypocritical.

"He also told me the same thing, and asked me to endure it for a while." Wei Yuanwei continued what Cang Chu said.

"I'll try to shorten the time as much as possible. Mu Jin really cares about you, and he should be able to accommodate your feelings. But, you know, he is also a man and has normal needs. You are his wife, but you don't want to Get close to him, but he has to be with you, so if he does something bad in the future, you should be considerate of him, I think it won't happen a few times." Cang Chu lowered his eyebrows and said to Wei Yiwei smiled warmly.

Wei Yuanwei stood aside, saying nothing, but clenching her hands in her sleeves. Why did she see Ning Zheyan's feeling in Cang Chu's eyes that all she wants is your happiness, and everything is fine with me?

Did Cangchu do this for Mu Jin?

Or did you tell her on purpose?

"I'll try my best." Wei Yuanwei whispered, then turned her eyes and asked: "You are Su'er's master, so what is your relationship with me? How do I feel that your relationship with Mu Jin is quite different? fine."

"We are very good friends. As for my relationship with Mu Jin, I used to be a master and servant, and now... I am also a master and servant. When I work for him, I am considered his subordinate." Cang Chu was very serious. After thinking about this question for a while, under the swaying light, Cang Chu's smile was as innocent as a child's.

"You used to be master and servant? That means you used to be Mu Jin's subordinate, and then you became my close friend?" Wei Yuanwei looked like she was complicated by these relationships.

When Wei Yuanwei said this, Su'er turned over on the bed, slapped her mouth a few times, and then said something vaguely in her sleep, but Wei Yuanwei still heard what Su'er said. The dream talk is "Master"

"Are you sleepy? If you're not, why don't we go out and talk?" Cang Chu suggested as if he was afraid of waking up the sleeping Su'er.

Wei Yuanwei shook her head and said curiously: "I'm not sleepy, let's go out and talk?"

In the secluded pavilion, the bright moonlight fell through the gaps in the leaves, leaving mottled patches on the ground.

Cang Chu and Wei Yuanwei were sitting on the railing.

Cangchu's sitting posture is somewhat casual, with one foot on the railing and her back leaning on the red column. Her black hair is tied up high with a black hair, giving people a free and unrestrained feeling. a feeling of.

Wei Yuanwei sat on the other side of the railing, looking at Cang Chu Lingxiu's clean hands on his knees, while the other hand held a white porcelain wine bottle.

Cangchu started talking to Wei Yuanxi from the first day he met Mu Jin. He told Wei Yuanxi what Mu Jin was like at that time.

At that time, Mu Jin was still a young man. He was noble, holy, innocent, and at the same time unattainable.

His personality is also very gentle, and his eyes are as clear as mist, without any impurities. When he smiles clearly, he is like a melting ice flower, with a gentle elegance and elegance. Like peach blossoms blooming in spring, extremely gorgeous.

When Wei Yuanwei listened to Cang Chu's description of Mu Jin, she felt that Mu Jin's previous appearance was similar to Cang Chu's.

Isn't Cangchu as gentle as jade, with clear eyes and a bright smile?

Cangchu raised his elegant neck and poured a bottle of sake into his mouth. Then it slowly flowed down his throat and into his stomach. After a while, a blush appeared on his face.

Cangchu wiped the wine stains from his mouth with his sleeve and continued talking about Mu Jin's preferences.

But the more Cang Chu talked, Wei Yuanwei felt that Cang Chu was talking about himself.

Watching the night cherry blossoms in spring, the stars in summer, the full moon in autumn, and the first snowfall in winter. Isn’t this what Cangchu often does?

Why do you say Mu Jin likes it?

She had also heard Cangchu play the flute, and it was the same tune every time, but Cangchu had never played in front of her, and he had never said that he could play the flute.

As for Mu Jin, she didn't even know that Mu Jin could play the flute, but Cang Chu actually said that Mu Jin liked these silk and bamboo instruments.

Wei Yuanwei was listening quietly, but she did have the same preferences as Mu Jin.

Cangchu suddenly changed the topic at the end: "After I left the palace, I have been imitating Mu Jin's every move, word and deed. Especially during the five years in the hidden family, I lived like Mu Jin." Looks like, but..."

When he said the last sentence, Cang Chu choked up, and his warm eyes turned red for an instant, and a few tears shone in his eyes like twinkling stars.

Wei Yuanwei was stunned when she heard this. She was really stunned. Has Cang Chu been imitating the previous Mu Jin?

But, in this case, why didn't Mu Jin react at all? Can't he see his traces on Cangchu's body?

"But what?" Wei Yuanwei asked.

"But she will never like me." The tears in Cang Chu's eyes covered his sight. The tears were like shining diamonds, so heartbreaking.

Wei Yuanwei was really shocked. She and Cang Chu had known each other for so many years, and she had never seen Cang Chu so sad or sad, let alone crying.

"You... like Mu Jin?" Wei Yuanwei said this in surprise.

If you like someone, you will unknowingly change yourself to like them, and everything Cang Chu said is true. Cang Chu's love for Mu Jin can be said to be unforgettable.

After so many years, Cangchu still remembers Mu Jin's likes and habits so clearly, and the thing that supports him is love.

Cangchu didn't say anything, turned his head, and poured the remaining half of the wine in the flask into his mouth. First there was a burst of coolness, and then there was a burst of heat, burning his throat and making tears drop from the corners of his eyes. It fell down, along his fair skin, and dripped from his chin to the mottled ground.

Leaving a shallow tear trail.

All this may seem trivial, but in Wei Yuanwei's eyes it is so shocking.

If all of this is staged, then Cang Chu’s acting skills are too good, right?

That kind of sadness, that kind of hopelessness, that kind of sadness seeps out of the blood bit by bit. Whether it's the eyes or the slightly frowning brow, it's something that only those who are truly emotional can have.