In the silent night, the cold wind was slow, the entanglement of two people, and the confrontation of three people. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

"Tilt Hua, where are you?"

Suddenly, a coquettish call came, and Gu Muyao felt that the hand that was holding her wrist tightly suddenly let go.

Her heart suddenly froze, and she looked at Yun Qianhua, who took a step back to the side without a trace, and the shaking in her eyes also fell silent.

Yun Tianhua, who was expressionless, was as cold as frost, and the indifference in her eyes was alienated and unfamiliar, and she looked like two people who were nervous just now, as if everything that happened just now was her illusion.

smiled bitterly in his heart, but there was no expression on his face. retracted his gaze and walked towards Shangrong, who stretched out his hand to her, but at the moment of passing by, her ethereal voice came into his ears: "You finally let go of your hand, Yun Qihua, from now on, you and I, the two of you, will never give you a chance to catch me." ”

When Gu Muyao walked to Shangrong's side, Yu Yatang happened to find her, and she looked at the few people present, and a trace of surprise flashed in her eyes.

She walked to the expressionless Yun Qianhua, and naturally reached out to grab his arm and complained: "Tinghua, where are you going, don't call someone else." ”

Then I saw him bow his head and show a doting smile to her and said, "I discussed things with Emperor Yun, and I was going to go back to you after I finished speaking!" ”

The tone is gentle, and people want to drown in it.

Although Yu Yatang had doubts in his heart, there was no evidence, so it was over. She continued to coquettishly say: "People are tired and want to sleep, you have to sleep with them!" ”

"Okay."

Whether it is the tone or the smile, it is as gentle as ever, Gu Muyao has never seen such a warm and tender cloud.

Her figure flickered, only to feel that the body that should not be tired could not contain a sense of fatigue, and a big hole seemed to have broken in the depths of her soul, pouring cold wind into it.

She clutched her heart, thinking she was dead there, but she didn't want to feel the pain so clearly now.

Fortunately, even if the upper Rong beside her hugged her waist and stabilized her figure, she would not fall down in embarrassment.

Yu Yatang glanced at Gu Muyao, who was pale, provocatively, and then opened her arms and pouted at Yun Tianhua: "People are tired, can you take me back?" ”

"Okay."

Saying that, he really bent down and picked her up, Yu Yatang nestled in his arms, his hands hooked his neck very naturally, and the two postures were extremely intimate, as if they were each other's deepest lovers in the world.

Shangrong raised her eyebrows, lowered her eyes and looked at Gu Muyao in her arms, half of her face was pale, and half of her face was red and swollen, and she looked extremely embarrassed in comparison.

Yun Tianhua hugged Yu Yatang and nodded to Shangrong and left directly, during which he didn't look at Gu Muyao, looking at the back of the two of them leaving intimately, Gu Muyao's eyes were dark, and she lost all consciousness in an instant.

Shangrong frowned, then picked her up horizontally, and walked towards a nearby Lingbo Palace, Qiyue, who was standing on the side, opened his mouth to say something, but in the end he still didn't speak.

The Lingbo Hall is much more gorgeous than the garden where Gu Muyao lived before, both in terms of appearance design and layout of the house.

Shangrong stood at the head of the bed, staring at Gu Muyao, who was lying on the bed without knowing anyone, and suddenly asked out loud after a long time, "What's the matter with her face?" ”

He obviously asked July, who had been following Gu Muyao to take care of him, only to hear a "plop", and July knelt on the ground and said in a self-reproachful tone: "I'm sorry, city lord, it was the subordinates who didn't take good care of the girl that allowed the girl to suffer the humiliation of being slapped." ”

"Who did it?" Someone who dares to beat him on his turf?

Shangrong narrowed his eyes and asked in a deep voice.

July bit his lower lip and didn't reply to him for a long time.

"Say."

His tone was aggravated, and there was a hint of displeasure in it, clearly unhappy with July's silent attitude.

July's body trembled, and after biting his lower lip fiercely, he reported truthfully: "Back to the city lord, it's Princess Jun'er." ”

"Jun'er?"

"Yes, when I went out with the girl, the girl was probably a little uncomfortable, so she sat on the grass to rest, and then ......"

July slowly explained the situation at that time, without missing every detail. It's just that at the end she paused, and said with a strange expression: "But the girl is not a loss, because she also returned the slap to the princess." Although the princess was at fault first, she also learned a lesson. ”

"Oh? She actually beat Jun'er? ”

"Yes."

Shangrong felt interesting and hooked the corners of his lips, Jun'er's girl he knew very well, stubborn and proud, although he liked to be spoiled by him, it looked a little delicate, but this was also the result of his too much spoiling, and he actually ran away after being slapped in the face? But the girl's body is a unicorn, and she is naturally arrogant, so she decided that she couldn't bear this breath.

He touched his chin, feeling that the decision to take Gu Muyao as his wife was very correct, and for a long time to come, he didn't have to worry that this hidden city would be lonely!

"Stand down!"

"Yes."

After retiring from serving the servants beside him, including Qiyue, he walked to the edge of the bed and sat down, stretched out his hand to caress Gu Muyao's red, swollen side face, a soft white light lit up, and soon it was back to normal, but in this way, the miserable white complexion was more clearly exposed.

Looking at her frowning brows even if she was unconscious, Shangrong was a little displeased, she was chosen as the future city lord's wife, just because she felt that she was a woman with a story, since she had a heart, then she would never fall in love with him. So even if he marries her, he doesn't have to worry about being pestered all day long.

In this way, he can not only find some fun for himself, but also break Shao Jun'er's thoughts about him, and also make the elders shut up, and no longer talk about his marriage, killing three birds with one stone, why not?

It's just that why is it upset to see this woman who is about to become her own person now, even if she is in a coma, and she is entangled in her feelings for another man?

Because it was love at first sight? Shang Rong laughed at himself, this kind of thing is impossible. raised his hand and rubbed his eyebrows, and sorted out his thoughts very soberly and rationally, understanding that he was just a man born with possessiveness.

Secretly warned himself that all this was just a farce, just a pleasure to have nothing to do.

It's just that there is another thing that puzzles him is that the woman in front of him is not an immortal or a god, she is born with a spirit body, full of aura but contaminated with a strong dead air, and the mysterious blood-colored vertical marks on her eyebrows have an ominous taste.

Without thinking about it anymore, a drop of golden liquid was condensed from his fingertips, and after melting it into her eyebrows, he got up and left, there is still a lot of time for him to slowly find the answer in the future, and before leaving, he did not forget to tell Qiyue, who was guarding the door, to go in and take good care of Gu Muyao in the house.