I didn't think that the expressions of several of them were very interesting, and their lips were lightly hooked, and their eyebrows were like ink paintings, like characters coming out of a painting. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

"Chu Han, what are you coming to the palace for?" Ling Ziran propped one hand on her delicate chin, and the other hand teased the parrot in the cage for a while.

Ling Ziran didn't know that Chu Han was the prince of Nanling Kingdom, and Chu Han didn't tell her, but just thought that he was an envoy from a neighboring country.

Chu Han's blue eyes deeply locked Ling Ziran's light and breezy face, and his heart seemed to be crawling with countless ants, itchy, he couldn't say what he felt, it was a little sour...

"It's not a big deal, Ah Ran, why do you suddenly ask this?"

Ling Ziran shrugged, smiled indifferently and said, "No, just ask casually, hehe." ”

Chu Han hooked his lips and nodded helplessly to his nose, "You! ”

Ling Ziran touched her nose, spit out her tongue at Chu Han mischievously, and saw a faint danger in Chu Han's blue eyes, and ran away, but she also knew that Chu Han was joking.

Chu Han also cooperated with Ling Ziran, got up with a sigh, and squinted his eyes to chase Ling Ziran, who was hiding in Tibet.

On the other side of the rockery, a pair of dark eyes stared at this picture, and the deep and bottomless eyes flashed with a strange light, and the surrounding air also fell.

"Bang!" With a bang, the door of the Dragon Monarch Hall was kicked as if it was about to fall, but the perpetrator didn't seem to care much.

Seeing that the person who came was Jun Mochen, Gonggong Liu hurriedly greeted him, looking at his handsome face that could drip water from the dark, the wrinkles on his face trembled, and his cloudy eyes carried a hint of caution.

"The Emperor...... Emperor. ”

Jun Mochen glanced at Gonggong Liu, didn't speak, and went directly to the dormitory, Gonggong Liu was glanced at by Jun Mochen's cold eyes, and his heart and liver were so frightened that his heart and liver jumped up, but after following Jun Mochen for so long, he naturally knew what this look meant, and walked out with the door.

It's an empty palace again......

It's an empty heart again......

Now, it seems to hurt a little......

***

"Mother, you're back."

Ziyi stood in the autumn breeze with a lantern, rubbed his hands that were blown red by the wind, put them to his mouth and sighed, his eyes skimmed to the familiar and soft outline of the night, and shouted excitedly.

Ling Ziran's cold and delicate face softened suddenly, and she remembered the girl who always bent into two small crescents when she smiled before she crossed over.

Tong Xiaonuan, she is also like purple clothes, no matter how hot the weather is, or the cold wind and snow, she always stands downstairs, the warm street lamp shines on her wrinkled nose, complaining why she hasn't come back yet, but she still stomps her feet and looks up at her face in front of her, it is so warm......

Thinking of this, Ling Ziran couldn't help but smile, but with bitterness, that girl didn't know what was going on now, Tong Xiaonuan was an orphan like her, she used to take care of her, but now there is only one person left, I don't know if I have taken care of myself, will I stand downstairs like before and wait for her to come back?

"Mother."

Ziyi was stunned when she saw Ling Ziran looking at her, and called out to her.

Ling Ziran came back to her senses at this time, and the starry eyes were crystal clear, shining with stars in the dark night, so beautiful. smiled at Ziyi, "Let's go, silly girl, it's such a cold weather, don't wait outside for me to come back in the future, you know?" ”

Ziyi wrinkled her nose and smiled mischievously, "Don't, I like to wait outside for my mother to come back." ”

"Isn't it the same to wait in the house?"

Ziyi smiled and shook his head, "It's different, the road at night is so dark, if Ziyi doesn't wait outside with a lantern, who will show the way for the mother?" ”

Listening to this light-hearted sentence, Ling Zi's nose was a little sour.