Chapter 1160 Fu Xiyao, Come with Me

Ling Limu said that he was from a humble background and was not worthy of Princess Luoling.

Ling Limu also said that he had someone he liked.

This time Princess Luo Ling and Mrs. Yun sniffed together, and they looked at Ling Limu in disbelief.

what happened?

The mother and daughter never thought that Ling Limu would refuse. Ling Limu actually refused such a good opportunity?

"Master Mu, do you really have someone you like?" Princess Luo Ling asked unwillingly.

How could Ling Limu have someone he liked?

Ling Limu should like her!

Fu Xiyao's beautiful eyes also fell on Ling Limu's handsome face. She was sure that he knew before he came that there would be no good feast today, but he acted calmly and calmly.

He said he has a girl he likes. Who is that girl?

Ling Limu nodded, "Yes."

"Then...then you are not married yet, so it doesn't count! Mr. Mu, please think carefully. I am Princess Luoling. I can bring you the dignity and glory that men dream of. If you miss this opportunity, you will regret it for the rest of your life. What can that girl give you?" Princess Luo Ling asked emotionally.

Ling Limu put the napkin in his hand on the table gracefully, "Mrs. Yun, Princess Luo Ling, I have already given the answer, I will leave first."

Ling Limu stood up and left.

he's gone?

He left just like that!

He didn't say a word about the girl he liked. He didn't think it was necessary to talk about it.

He took indifference to the extreme.

Princess Luoling's pretty little face twisted in anger, and she knocked the dinner plate in her hand to the ground.

…

Ling Limu came to the lawn, and then a soft voice sounded behind him, "Young Master Mu, please stay."

Ling Limu stopped and turned around, only to see Fu Xiyao running over.

"Why are you here?" Ling Limu said with one hand in his trouser pocket.

Fu Xiyao raised her soft little hand and tucked a strand of hair on her cheek behind her ear. She looked at the man in front of her, "Young Master Mu, are you really ready to refuse?"

Fu Xiyao couldn't tell him the news about Prince Luosen's death. It was a secret and impossible for outsiders to know, but she just wanted to say a few words to him.

"Master Mu, maybe you don't know that Luo Sen doesn't like to deal with royal family affairs, so...so if you join the royal family and marry Princess Luoling, you will be the successor of the royal family in the future. Do you understand this?"

Ling Limu looked at Fu Xiyao's beautiful palm-sized face. Her hair was blowing in the evening breeze, exuding a heart-stirring fragrance.

Ling Limu curled her thin lips, "Do you really want me to marry Luo Ling?"

this…

Fu Xiyao met his deep black eyes. When he looked at her, his eyes were bright and soft inside.

Fu Xiyao lowered her slender Yu Jie and admitted that she was attracted to this man.

But Rosen fell. Over the years, she and Rosen's childhood sweetheart, the interests of the royal family and Gutingburg had long been tied together. It was impossible for her to leave all this and be with him.

She had already made her choice.

As a calm bystander, Fu Xiyao hoped that Ling Limu would be well. Now the entire royal family was placed in front of him, as long as he nodded.

"If...you like Luo Ling..."

"I don't like it. I told you that I already have a girl I like." Ling Limu interrupted her calmly.

The girl he likes...

Fu Xiyao had an impulse to ask who the girl was and what kind of girl he liked, but in the end she didn't ask.

"Master Mu, farewell then."

Fu Xiyao turned and left.

"Are you really going to marry Prince Luosen?" Ling Limu asked quietly at this time.

Fu Xiyao raised her eyes and looked at Ling Limu, then she nodded her little head slowly, "Yes!"

"Oh." Ling Limu responded lightly, "I will leave here in two days and go to another country."

Is he leaving?

Fu Xiyao's soft white hand suddenly punched.

"I will not attend your wedding to Prince Rosen."

Fu Xiyao nodded, "Yes."

"You will make yourself happy, right?"

Fu Xiyao nodded again, "Yes."

"Fu Xiyao." At this time, Ling Limu called her name in a low voice.

Fu Xiyao raised her eyes and looked at him.

Ling Limu's handsome features overflowed with a hint of smile and softness, "Fu Xiyao, come with me."

What?

Fu Xiyao looked at him in shock.

He said he wanted her to go with him?

Ling Limu stood tall and handsome, and he looked deeply into her beautiful eyes that were looking forward to her, "I want to take you with me."

He said he wanted to take her with him.

Fu Xiyao's heart suddenly tightened, and ripples slowly rose up in her heart.

Follow him, it's a whole new identity.

Ling Limu looked at the charming girl standing in front of him, and then slowly raised his big hand, wanting to touch her little face.

Fu Xiyao watched as his big hand got closer to her, and then even closer...

When his big hand was about to touch her, Fu Xiyao suddenly turned her head and avoided it.

Ling Limu's big hand froze in mid-air, and then dropped down.

"Master Mu, I'll take my leave now."

Fu Xiyao left.

Seeing the girl's pretty figure disappear from his sight, Ling Limu didn't look back for a long time. He knew that he had hoped too much.

She was originally a fairy who was high above, with both beauty and talent, smart, kind and beautiful. With his current status, he could not touch her at all.

…

Fu Xiyao turned a corner and then stopped. She leaned her slender back against the cold wall, and her eyes suddenly turned red.

She knew Ling Limu had not left.

As long as she turned back, she could still go with him.

He would take her away.

Rosen was already like this. Daddy and Mommy did not agree with her marrying into the royal family again. How could parents allow a girl as beautiful as a flower to wither all her youth in this deep palace before she bloomed and slowly die?

However, she had made a choice.

If she did not marry, even if Daddy and Mommy could protect her, how many people and how much honor and disgrace would be buried with her?

As the eldest daughter of Gudingburg, this was her fate that she could not escape.

Ling Limu, goodbye.

In such a late night, Fu Xiyao stood alone in the corner. She stretched out her little hand and slowly covered her already wet little face.

After this separation, she never saw Ling Limu again.

Ling Limu left.

It was 15 years before they met again. At that time, 33-year-old Fu Xiyao had become the most elegant and charming princess, and Ling Limu, the dragon lurking in the water, had broken through the sky and became a financial tycoon.

Ling Limu was already middle-aged that year. He dominated an era of business and was so powerful that everyone had to rely on him to live.

---

End.