Chapter 141: Don't Come Unharmed

Gong Yuyao, who was deeply feared by Feng Yaohua, has returned to Hongtu at this moment. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. biqUgE怂 ļ½‰ļ½Žļ½†ļ½

"Where is this?"

Shen Yaohua looked at the majestic palace in front of him and was stunned.

"Hongtu Palace."

Luo Jingnian smiled and took her hand, and walked towards a brightly lit palace behind Gong Yuya, who was holding a white umbrella.

"The Imperial Palace?"

Shen Yaohua walked in the splendid courtyard, feeling like a dream.

Not long ago they were in the mountains, and then she suddenly felt sleepy, as if she had just closed her eyes and opened them, and the earth was changing before her eyes.

"It's this demon again."

Shen Yaohua rolled his eyes at Gong Yuyao's elegant and moving back.

"...... of Yaohua"

Luo Jingnian smiled a little helplessly, he never understood where Shen Yaohua's hostility towards Gong Yuyao came from, in his opinion, Gong Yuyao is a peerless gentleman in the world, both powerful and not arrogant, saving him from fire and water without trying to reciprocate, looking at the world, only Gong Yuyao is worthy of his admiration.

Shen Yaohua is his most beloved person, and he doesn't want any unhappiness between the two.

He was worried to himself, Shen Yaohua's mind had turned elsewhere.

O royal palace, O royal palace of Hongtu!

This is a place she could never have dreamed of.

But is this really the right place for her?

Hongtu and Qianhua can be described as mortal enemies, she is not only a Chinese person, but also her heart is towards Moyi Xiaobai, so rashly ran to other people's territory, is it not safe?

Gong Yuyao is definitely an unreliable guy dressed in Luo Jingnian, and the mysterious woman is even more unreliable, Shen Yaohua feels that the future is unfortunate at the moment, but no matter how you think about it, it is already too late, she has already come.

"Mr. Gongyu and His Majesty have something to discuss, I'll take you to rest first."

Luo Jingnian took her into a garden full of flowers and trees, with pavilions and lakes in the garden, which was chic and gorgeous. However, there are no lights in the garden, and the towering courtyard wall blocks the lights outside, making the whole garden look cold and gloomy, not at all like being in the palace, but rather independent of the world.

Luo Jingnian took her hand and walked slowly in the garden, as casual and comfortable as in his own home.

"You've always lived here?"

Shen Yaohua Mo Ming felt a little sad.

In the past, he was alone in Shaoguang Mountain, alone waiting for the return of the Yiren, but now he is in the most magnificent place in the vast red dust, still lonely and isolated from the world.

Feng Yaohua asked her to help see him clearly, what she saw was nothing but loneliness or loneliness, even if he kept smiling at her, his eyes were full of affection, she felt that his heart was always empty, as if it would not be filled by anyone.

Luo Jingnian took her hand and sat in the pavilion, facing the refreshing evening breeze with fragrance, he leaned lazily on the pavilion pillar, and said with a smile: "This is the garden that His Majesty specially left for Mr. Gongyu to stay occasionally, Mr. Gongyu does not like to be popular and rarely stays here, and my husband and I have been living in the southern suburbs. ā€

Shen Yaohua naturally didn't understand the rules in the palace, and he didn't know how unusual it was for a foreign man to have his own courtyard in the palace.

In the eyes of the people and the emperor, Gongyu is like a god-like existence.

"Yaohua, let's get married."

The dreamy words came into Shen Yaohua's ears.

"Huh?"

Shen Yaohua was holding his chin to enjoy the smoky night breeze and didn't hear it clearly, and turned his head with some confusion, looking at Luo Jingnian's face full of anxiety and expectation.

Her eyes were large and bright, and her pupils were pitch black, like extremely pure black crystals, unstained with mortal impurities.

Her skin was radiant, her lips were fresh, and there was a hint of childishness on her cheeks.

Luo Jingnian looked at her like this, and suddenly couldn't say what she wanted to say.

Anyway, she is still a child now, she has experienced reincarnation, and all kinds of memories in her previous life are not as fresh as his, as long as she does not resist him, as long as she knows that she is Feng Yaohua, then his obsession does not need to be in a hurry to be added to her.

Then let's wait.

Anyway, now they don't have a lot of constraints, and the world is not so far away.

So Luo Jingnian smiled and asked casually, "What kind of life do you like?" ā€

"Uh......."

It seems that the answer to a seemingly simple question can also be rushed out, but Shen Yaohua hesitated.

Does it matter what kind of life she likes?

What kind of response the reality will give her is the most important thing.

For example, she wants to be more free, there are not so many people pointing at her to do this and that, whether she likes it or not, she must obey, such as being in this Hongtu palace at the moment.

She seems to have always been so involuntary.

If she had to say the answer, it would be that she wanted a life where no one else was in control.

Luo Jingnian stroked the top of her hair lovingly, and said softly: "We can already control our future, let's start again here, okay?" ā€

Shen Yaohua's brows jumped and he didn't answer, he just wanted to get out of here quickly.

This is not her home country, here, she always feels like an outsider, no matter what is out of place with her, I don't know if she is rejecting foreign things, or if everything is rejecting her.

She yawned, intending to find an excuse to stay away from Luo Jingnian.

"You're tired, aren't you?"

Before she could speak, Luo Jingnian said apologetically: "I'm sorry Yaohua, I always forget that your current body is just an ordinary person, I'll send you back to the room to rest first, I'll cook a bowl of flower soup, and then sleep after eating?" ā€

His gentleness is silky, delicate and flexible, and the entanglement makes it difficult to get out of it.

Shen Yaohua lowered his eyes and nodded, and obediently let him be sent into the small building.

The building has two floors, the second floor is for living, carved railings and jade masonry, the furnishings are exquisite, and every ornament looks very luxurious.

Placing her down, Luo Jingnian smiled lightly and left.

Shen Yaohua was lying by the window and watched Luo Jingnian's Qingyi back disappear, and suddenly felt that others were still good, if Feng Yaohua could really be with him, he would be very happy.

She was thinking about it, and suddenly there was a light and shallow sound of footsteps on the stairs, it wasn't Luo Jingnian, and she didn't see anyone passing downstairs, so suddenly the sound of going upstairs sounded.

Shen Yaohua turned her head to stare at the unclosed door and waited quietly, she wanted to see who was pretending to be a ghost with her.

The footsteps were not hurried, and even with some leisurely and comfortable meaning, they moved to her door step by step.

A face that was more delicate than a flower and brighter than the moon suddenly appeared in front of Shen Yaohua's eyes.

Shen Yaohua was stunned for a moment, then jumped up, and pointed at the woman standing at the door rather out of shape and shouted, "It's you?" How did you end up here? ā€

"It turns out that Miss Shen still remembers me." The woman she pointed at smiled and said softly: "After a long time, Miss Shen is okay?" ā€