"Are you worried about me?" Mo Ying looked at Zi Jiuxi fixedly, his dark eyes were unfathomable, and there was no fluctuation for a minute......

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"You think too much, Bengong just thinks that this road is not smooth, you have to save your life. "No, she didn't say a word about picking this Lan Liuzi for him!

A burst of chagrin, didn't I confess myself?

Mo Ying saw her tangled appearance, her black eyes, which had always been indifferent and waveless, occasionally flashed with a smile, and no one noticed it.

"Oh!" he replied in a low voice, as if soft.

Seeing his cold eyes, Zi Jiuxi knew that this was just an illusion.

Can...... That's it?

Zi Jiuxi blinked, and then was relieved, the embarrassment on his face was no longer there, wasn't Mo Ying such a person?

The ink shadow pulled Zi Jiuxi aside, and then turned into the flowers, and his body shuttled through it extremely quickly.

Zi Jiuxi looked at him like this.

The clear light of the moonlight should match the glass-colored light around him, his unparalleled face and slender figure are like the unattainable gods above the Nine Heavens Palace, which is so dazzling.

Although, Ink Shadow is just a guard......

However, looking at it, Zi Jiuxi felt that something was wrong.

He's empty-handed, where did he put his stuff?

Storage rings?

There are less than ten of the entire Jialan royal family, and what they don't have, Moying is actually ......

Her eyes sparkled, but she didn't say anything.

After a while, Mo Ying returned, and Zi Jiuxi's eyes were very subtle when he looked at him again.

"For me?" looked at the garland in his hand, a little incredulous.

Is Ink Shadow being dropped?

"Hmm!" he replied in a low voice, not giving Zi Jiuxi a chance to refuse, and turned around and entered the flowers again.

Touching this beautiful garland, the corners of Zi Jiuxi's curved lips never fell, and her eyes gradually covered with a layer of mist.

Can't see clearly, can't see......

Everything in front of me is blurred, as if it transcends time and space.

"Night ......"

She opened her lips and swallowed the word again.

"What are you crying about?" When Ink Shadow returned, she saw her tears dripping silently. Reaching out, he gently wiped away the tears from her eyes, and her eyes flashed with a touch of complexity.

"Brother......" Zi Jiuxi couldn't hold back any longer, and buried her head in front of Mo Ying's chest and sobbed.

Seeing that wreath reminded her of the painting, in which she had purple hair and purple eyes, nestled in the arms of the night, and wore a wreath on her head......

It's been suppressed for seventeen years!

"Don't cry ......"

Mo Ying didn't seem to be very comforting, so he only patted Zi Jiuxi's back lightly and spit out two words coldly.

Zi Jiuxi's heart instantly cooled, and she was awakened by this cold voice.

Leaving Mo Ying's embrace with some embarrassment: "I'm sorry, I miss my brother." "It's that I miss my brother, but it's not the one he knows.

Mo Ying nodded, took out a handkerchief, and gently wiped Zi Jiuxi, and then said in a low voice: "I know." ”

Seeing his gentle movements, Zi Jiuxi suddenly laughed softly, and couldn't help but laugh: "I can't see it, it turns out that Da Mu is also considerate, originally I was still thinking that whoever will be your wife in the future will be tired to death." ”

"No!"

He looked at Zi Jiuxi fixedly, his tone was serious and solemn, and before the words fell, his figure had disappeared.

Zi Jiuxi was still thinking about his inexplicable eyes, when he suddenly heard footsteps from far and near. Remember to read it: convenient for next time, or.