The night breeze broke the window, and a chill hit the face, stirring up the black green hair that hung down wantonly. She frowned, and she couldn't help but be unable to bear that temperament.

Seeing that the night was almost to the extreme, the lyre was played and sung by her in her fingers. But he just didn't come over!

How not to suffocate individuals!

Another gust of wind rose one after another, whirring and intertwining with the mournful strings, overlapping and employing, like a ghost muffled to complain.

The windows were originally half-hidden and half-open, but now they have been plucked by the wind and all the holes have been opened.

The deep chill was swept away one after another, and it was even deeper, and even the bone marrow was cold and formless. Phantom but didn't bother to cover it up again.

"Could it be that there is something wrong?" she did not spread her eyebrows, and her heart was secretly thinking, "I don't believe that a vulgar thing with a good skin can have such concentration!" Thinking so, the plain fingers of playing the piano became more and more stretched and flexible, and the soft voice sang more and more mournful.

"Woman" and "**", the two most irresistible things for men in the world, sometimes even the temptation of money cannot be compared with these two things. Because it contains the purest blood gushing out of the skin of the human body itself, the instinct of the body can never be so easily suppressed.

Phantom Xi used his beauty and his soft and flattering ** as a bargaining chip to seduce Yukun. She is confident enough to make Yukun live and die for her love...... At that time, she can mediate and use Yukun to make the invincible and brutal king experience the most cruel torture in the world. I want the king to know what it means to be in pain and not want to live, life is better than death, life is not to live, and death is not possible!

However......

What is the problem, why didn't Yukun come to his dormitory tonight?

Although she is not human, she also knows the importance of the last moment at the end of the chess game, and this big game of chess is now in full swing ** period, she finally used all her strength to climb her embroidery bed for a few days, if she is pulled back by Rou Dai at this time, the sweet words are soaked, and the old feelings of the past are chattered, it is difficult to guarantee that she and the former queen will not give up their efforts!

"Sila ----"

Like the sound of the corners of the robe rubbing against the branches of the trees, although there is a sigh in this dark night, it cannot escape the sharp and phantom insight.

"Heh......" The breath that was tightly held in his heart suddenly dissipated, and Phantom Xi finally stretched his eyebrows and smiled smartly, "Is this fish, it's still hooked...... As I said earlier, there's no hurry. The small muttering was faint in her heart, and she couldn't help but be secretly proud.

"Okay, you must grasp it, don't make any more mistakes!" The voice of the former queen floated out from time to time in the void. I didn't see her say anything for a long time, and now she suddenly reminded her, which shows that she is also sweating.

Phantom raised his eyebrows and hooked his lips: "I have my own plan." He got up and flattened the corners of the phoenix-tailed butterfly's skirt, and moved deeper with his steps, ready to pounce into Yukun's arms the moment he stepped into the inner hall.

However, left and right, there was no figure piercing through the dark thorn and stepping into the inside. Phantom Xi has to wonder if he has some kind of delusion.

"Could it be that the attachment to the king in his heart made him hesitate?" said Phantom to himself.

"Huh. The ghostly former queen disagreed, "Who doesn't love beauty, who doesn't fall into love!"

Phantom Xi knew that the anger on this resentment was extremely heavy, and the true feelings and beauty of the world were never in sight. There was no interface, so he moved his steps through the depths, intending to go out to find out.

It seemed that it was not too far from the dawn of the morning, and there was a faint silver-white border floating on the edge of the ink-black canopy, which was some fish belly that was about to come out.

Brushing away the miscellaneous flowers and broken willows all the way, the one-meter white light moon just shone a slanting glow in the open space in front of the hall, impartially caged on a person's tall and plain long body.

But when he saw the face of the person clearly, he was subconsciously silent.

The person who came turned out to be not Yukun. But...... Qingyuan?!

How can it be......

"Why are you here?" blurted out without thinking, his heart beating like a drum.

"I ......" Qingyuan coldly saw the Phantom Pavilion standing in front of him, he was in a trance, and slowly spoke, "I can't sleep, I followed the sound of the queen's piano, and came all the way." He also understood that he was abrupt at the moment, and couldn't help but blush a white and delicate cheek.

It's still a Taoist uniform, and it's still a dusty rhyme, but at this time, it has become a boundless spring in the eyes of the illusion...... I didn't notice it, and the phantom long eyelashes were actually hung with shallow pear blossom tears, and the tears were full of tears, and I don't know why.

At the same time, there was a flash of inspiration in his mind, which opened an arc of the atrium that was filled with inexplicable feelings.

Qingyuan came all the way along the music, and followed her song "Returning" all the way...... How could he hear her playing and singing?

She clearly pinched the trick when she was a child in a low voice, this music went straight to Yukun, no matter how vast the world is, it should only be heard by Yukun alone. And why can Qingyuan also hear it? It's out of place!

Come back, come back......

Her soft eyes lifted, condensing the unparalleled brilliance.

Is it really fate! Qingyuan could actually sense the voice coming from her blood and heart. Qingyuan and himself...... What kind of fate is there?

Phantom Xi looked back at Qingyuan again through the night light.

Not far from each other, she took a few more steps forward, and raised her hand to touch his brow.

She didn't speak, and he didn't speak, but he could clearly sense that she was unhappy, unwilling, and many, many things were unwilling......

In fact, she did not hold back and lifted the Rou Yi, but she still stopped in mid-air within a few steps of approaching his face.

Qingyuan didn't know where he got the courage, so he suddenly raised his hand and grabbed her cold wrist between his warm palms, and then let her palms cover his eyebrows, forehead, nose bridge, and then slide to his side cheeks......

At the moment when the cold jade finger touched the warm skin, Phantom forgot about his feelings and began to caress greedily on his face. Such a pious look, such a cautious move, as if rubbing a beautiful work of art carved from white jade......

"The Queen's Mother. The banquet was a wisp of the morning breeze in the light moon, Qingyuan stared at the phantom for a long time, and finally couldn't help but ask in a low voice, "You are unhappy." Not a questioning tone.

Phantom Xi didn't say anything, just stroked Qingyuan's fingers and trembled slightly, but Dai's eyebrows frowned slightly.

"You don't love the governor, you don't love him...... Isn't that right?" Qingyuan said again, his tone steady and low.

Phantom Xi didn't answer, his face was stained with a hint of emotion, and fine tears overflowed his phantom eyes. It's beautiful and fascinating.

Such silence is equivalent to acquiescence!

Qingyuan's heart rose sharply, and a hot current burned down his heart, and he took advantage of the momentum to hug her waist, and hugged her obliquely in a moon-hugging posture. But always keep just the right distance from the chest.

Qingyuan is a cultivator in the end, even if his emotions fluctuate, he will not do things too much, and even if his love is warm, there will not be too many men and women.

Phantom Xi couldn't help but let out a "hmm......" sound, low.

The sky was steep and the light was swaying, and Qingyuan didn't speak again.

But under the cool breeze of the morning and the morning, Phantom Xi regained a little sense, and he felt that he was actually a little nightmare.

She lightly left this cold, thin and warm embrace with a good smell, stroked her clothes, and said in a calm voice: "You are wrong, I love, I love him...... Governor-General. ”

"Nope. Qingyuan shook his head, and his blurred gaze also caught the fleeting dislocation in his phantom eyes, "If you really love him, you shouldn't have such a look." ”

"Heh......" Phantom Xi flicked her orchid finger and chuckled, "What kind of expression should that be?"

"This ......" This question undoubtedly stumped Qingyuan, pursed his lips and bent his fingers to think for a long time, raised his eyes and looked at it, "Anyway, it's not such a look!"

There are early birds singing loudly in this early summer dawn, and the voice trembles, like a person who chews on love, tasting spring tea alone in the darkness of a lonely corner.

Phantom Xi couldn't tell what kind of mood he was in at the moment, some chaotic, some panicked, some anxious, some ...... Gratified.

Reassuring?

She hurriedly lowered her eyes, her long eyelashes swaying like butterfly wings in the twists and turns of the morning breeze: "You don't understand ...... at all" The corners of her lips seemed to be coquettish and resentful, and her voice was dumb, "I don't understand me at all!"

It's just that at that moment, my mind was disturbed, and I didn't know what kind of feelings I wanted to express.

In short, the feelings are extremely chaotic, extremely unreliable, and ...... Can't have.

The last word of "Queen Mother......" stuck straight in his throat, and Qingyuan couldn't shout out.

Oh, yes. He sighed and lowered his head to laugh at himself, he didn't understand her...... I don't understand. Instead, he smiled wryly.

Perhaps from the beginning, it was a mistake for Master to let himself come to the Imperial Palace alone. Or maybe it was a mistake for the two of them to come to Dongliao!

At this moment, he really wanted to run to the master's shoulder and bury his head and cry, crying out the full depression of the savings in his heart, those love threads, those encounters in those years, and those inexplicable throbbing...... and things that don't know if they should be there or not, and if they should be kept.

Master, do you know, disciple...... It seems that I have encountered a love disaster!

So where are you? And what are you going to do? You know, you know!

Who's going to tell me what to do, what to do......

Maybe at this time, he shouldn't continue to stay in this imperial palace. Then, as soon as you see that your intestines are broken, you should not look back......