Chapter 1090 Slaves don't marry him!
"Anyway, Mu Ci has become impatient, so this time, he will treat you well."

"Give marriage."

Hearing the word bestow marriage, Qiaoyu's expression changed.

"My lady."

"What? Are you not happy?"

Murong Wan raised her eyebrows and looked at her: "Don't worry, this time it's not a faraway marriage, it's just under Daqi's nose, Bengong, although I've held back a little bit, but for your second marriage, you have to pretend to be beautiful, Without ten miles of red makeup, Mu Ci would simply—" "Slaves, please don't marry him!"

"Ok?"

Murong Wan was taken aback when he heard the sound, and looked at her with a smile: "What did you say? Don't you like him?"

Qiaoyu shook her head vigorously: "No, this servant has never said that she likes him."

"Qiaoyu, I'm not a fool. I can tell whether I like it or not. If you don't like it, you won't go out to see him."

"You won't even ask Ben Gong to intercede for him. I know that you are afraid that Ben Gong will look down on you and feel that you are worthless. After being hurt so much by a man, you even lick your face and stick it to him."

"Don't worry, you are also a member of this palace. Since you are so shameless, then this palace might as well let you marry. You will also have a happy marriage. It is better than if you don't marry for the rest of your life."

Qiaoyu's eyes turned red soon, and she knelt down in front of her: "Your Majesty, this servant really doesn't want to marry, now this servant only wants to see Feng Wuyi!"

"Your Majesty, please tell this servant, what happened to Feng Wuyi, did he put himself—"

Murong Wan snorted coldly: "So what if it is, so what if it's not? Even if you know about it, how can you see it? Can you still marry him?"

As if thinking of something, Qiaoyu stubbornly bit her lips: "If Feng Wuyi really sacrificed for me like this, I am willing to marry him and take care of him for the rest of my life! Never forsake him."

Even out of emotion!
"Oh?"

Murong Wan's eyes lit up.

When she looked at Qiaoyu, she quickly covered her lips and coughed lightly.

"Well, which one."

"Wan'er."

"Your Majesty, the servant is here."

"How is Feng Wuyi doing now?"

"It's still the same. At night, the body hurts. The imperial doctor can't help it, and the wizard has run away. Feng Wuyi is now a cripple, and he probably won't live long."

When Qiaoyu heard this, her heart almost jumped.

It is even more certain that her improvement today is all due to the exchange between Feng Wuyi and her.

What is she capable of.
"Although Bengong hates Muci very much because of Qiuyue's affairs. But if Muci is really compared with Feng Wuyi, it is obviously better. This Feng Wuyi is a slutty man, I can't believe it. If you really want to Taking care of him for the rest of his life, I will not obey."

"Well, I'm not that kind of cruel person. Anyway, Feng Wuyi was reduced to this situation because of you. Originally, I was afraid that you would have the same heart as Bengong, so I kept it from you. You know it, and now you know it too, I will let you meet him."

"This guy, ever since he lost his eyesight, he has not spoken or eaten all day long. According to the servants in the cold palace, he has lost a lot of weight. He probably won't live long. Go and see him, just treat him He said his final farewell. Ben Gong also sent someone to tell him that you will marry Mu Ci sooner or later, and let him stop having such bad thoughts and pester you honestly."

After talking so much in one breath, Murong Wan finally felt tired.

Wan'er brought her the tea in front of her, and she gulped it all down.

(End of this chapter)

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