"What was written on the paper?" Yifeng picked up the white paper curiously, and read aloud following the words on the paper, "I have a wife, Luo Ge, and I should cherish it, but I haven't fulfilled my husband's responsibilities, so I don't deserve to join hands with you to grow old." I would like to issue this letter of divorce and let another find a good relationship. There is no objection. On the eighth day of October in the year of Yuesang 392, the palm print is the record, Yue Xiaoran."
After reading, Yifeng and Ming'er were so astonished that they were speechless for a while, and could only stare at Feng Luoge in a daze.
"Ming'erhelp me pack my luggage." Feng Luoge's eyes were red, but her voice was as calm as water.
"Princess" Ming'er still couldn't believe the content on the paper, reached out and snatched the white paper from Yifeng's hand, read it again carefully, opened his mouth, his face paled, "It's really the prince's Handwriting."
"You help me clean up, I will leave at night." After finishing speaking, Feng Luoge walked out of Fengming Pavilion, ignoring Ming'er and Yifeng's worried expressions.
Passing through several corridors, Feng Luoge came to Shuiyun Pavilion, which is the courtyard where Yue Xiaoran arranged for Wei Keyun to live.
Stepping into the quiet garden, Feng Luoge saw Wei Keyun playing in the gazebo, while a servant girl serving her stood far away, seeing Feng Luoge coming, she immediately bowed her body, "I have seen the princess."
Feng Luoge nodded slightly, raised her hand to let the maid back down, "I'll be alone with her for a while."
"yes."
After the maid left, Feng Luoge called softly to the people in the pavilion, "Keyun."
Wei Keyun turned his head, saw Feng Luoge, and ran over excitedly holding up his skirt, "Sister Feng, do you want to take me to see Yue Xiaoran?"
"" Feng Luoge shook his head, and echoed, "I can't take you there from now on, Sister Feng is leaving."
"Why?" Wei Keyun frowned, with a sad expression on his face, grabbed Feng Luoge's dress, and said in disbelief, "I don't want Sister Feng to leave, and Sister Feng is the only one who treats me well in the palace They don't bring any I'm going to see Xiao Ran As long as Sister Feng is willing, I don't want Sister Feng to leave!"
Seeing Wei Keyun's innocent and foolish appearance, Feng Luoge sighed faintly, and murmured, "Keyun, I'm really glad you lost your mind But it's just that you are like this, and Xiao Ran is in pain. From now on don't Know how he should face you."
"Sister Feng, don't you want to take Keyun to Fengjunying to watch Xiao Ran practice today?" After a moment, Wei Keyun forgot what Feng Luoge had just said to her, and dragged Feng Luoge, arguing to go to Fengjunying, " Sister Feng, take me there quickly! I picked a bouquet of golden chrysanthemums to bring to Xiao Ran! Xiao Ran loves the smell of chrysanthemums the most, heheand chrysanthemum tea, Sister Feng, take me to Fengjunying quickly!"
Feng Luoge stretched out her hand to gently comfort Wei Keyun, her eyes were full of sadness, the woman in front of her was so stupid that she could only remember a moment, but she could remember everything about Yue Xiaoran, she had only taken her there a few times. She remembers the road in Cifeng Army Camp, and even remembers Yue Xiaoran's preferences clearly. No matter what she has become, in Wei Keyun's heart, Yue Xiaoran will always be the most important. Yue Xiaoran's love is deeply rooted!
"Keyun, Xiao Ran is not in the Fengjun camp today, he said he wants you to be obedient before he comes to see you."
"Really?"
Seeing Feng Luoge nodded, Wei Keyun obediently agreed, "Then I will be obedient."
"Good boy!" Half coaxing and half coaxing Wei Keyun to comfort her, Feng Luoge left Shuiyun Pavilion.
The floating clouds in the sky gradually turned red, and the glow covered the entire pear orchard. Feng Luoge's eyes wandered around Fengming Pavilion with nostalgia, and she smiled bitterly. She could choose not to leave, but she knew that if she continued to stay in Prince Xiao's mansion, It will only make Yue Xiaoran bear more pressure.
"Xiao Ran, I hope in the futureyou can live well"
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