As a villain, he relies on coquettishness to rise to power

"Um."

Wu Juan approached and asked, "Does your sister hate it?"

Yumu: "It's not annoying."

She took a sip of the fruit tea, and the fragrance of citrus quickly entered her throat, and her whole body felt refreshed instantly.

Wu Juan said thoughtfully, "I don't hate it..."

If you don't hate it, you like it.

I just like the citrus fragrance on him.

If you like the fragrance of citrus, you like him who has the fragrance of citrus on his body.

Wu Juan secretly curved the corners of his lips, and the tips of his ears turned red quietly.

——

Soon the time for a stick of incense passed.

"The time is up, get up the sedan!" Someone in the crowd suddenly shouted with a loud voice.

The crowd that was originally surrounded dispersed, and several strong men in red clothes came to the side of the sedan, bent down and lifted the heavy sedan.

The team was quickly arranged in an orderly manner, as if it had been rehearsed early in the morning.

The leader said a few words to Mr. Wu. Mr. Wu looked dejected. He only replied a few short words and then turned around and left unsteadily. He no longer had the courage to even look at the sedan chair for a second.

"Miss Wu, sit down, get up the sedan!" the leader shouted loudly, and the long team began to walk slowly.

Seeing this, Li Jingjing quickly said to Yumu: "What should Yumu do? They have already started."

Yumu frowned, but before he could say anything, Butler Zhong suddenly came.

Butler Zhong jumped in front of the three of them. Butler Zhong bowed in an orderly manner, and then said: "Two guests, please come with me and give the lady a final journey."

Li Jingjing was surprised: "Are we going to go too?"

"Of course." Butler Zhong replied.

"Yumu?" Li Jingjing looked at Yumu.

There was no expression on Yumu's face, "Then let's go."

Butler Zhong nodded slightly when he heard this, turned around and followed the wedding party.

Watching Butler Zhong leave, Li Jingjing asked Yumu with some uncertainty, "Yumu, do we really want to go?"

"Why don't you go?" Yu Mu glanced at Li Jingjing coldly, "Don't you want to go back? Let's go."

After Yu Mu finished speaking, he stepped up to keep up with the escort team. Seeing this, Li Jingjing was about to follow him quickly. After taking a few steps, she suddenly thought of Wu Juan where she was.

Li Jingjing turned to look at the slender, beautiful and delicate young master behind him.

The candlelight in the hall was swaying, and one could vaguely see Mr. Wu's haggard and gloomy back, hunched over on a chair in the hall.

The young master stood in front of the door, with dim candlelight behind him. He just stood there. It seemed that he couldn't see his face clearly in the dark night. He could only feel the young master's eyes that were staring into the distance.

The breeze blew by, blowing the clothes of the depressed young man, and the moon was shining brightly.

She hesitated a little and looked back at Yu Mumu's back who didn't look back. Sighing inwardly, Li Jingjing solemnly said to Wu Juan: "Master Wu, goodbye!"

Li Jingjing turned around and followed Yu Mu's pace.

The Wu Mansion seemed to have returned to the dead silence before. Master Wu seemed to have lost his soul, sitting lifelessly on a chair, looking up at the roof.

The servants and maids coming and going also disappeared bit by bit at a speed visible to the naked eye.

It seems the wind has picked up.

Wu Juan held the already cold tea cup tightly with his fingertips. Looking at the gradually disappearing candlelight, he gently lowered his long eyelashes.