Feixue turned her eyes, according to the slight lights of the nearby house, in the dark night, a figure gradually became clear in the haze, hair like ink, skin like snow, eyebrows like green mountains, eyes like stars, a scarlet dress like a demon, like a moon and a look more like a fairy.

The wind is cold and close to the snow, the pace is lazy, and the demeanor is as natural as flowing water, revealing a thousand kinds of style, and the demeanor carries the innate elegance of the peerless.

He looked at Feixue, the corners of his lips were slightly raised, as if he was smiling but not smiling, and his eyes as deep as the sea were evil and cold.

Heart, chuckled, Feixue's breathing was rapid for a moment, obviously, the appearance of the wind and cold, she, unexpectedly, and his eyes when he looked at her, deep, but also made Feixue like a thorn in the back, Chiguo Guo revealed a kind of blood-devouring demonic danger, as if, she, is a thing in front of him that can be played with in the palm of his hand.

This kind of wind is cold, strange and familiar, which only makes Feixue shiver for no reason.

"The wind is cold, you, why are you here?" Instinctively stepping back, in the face of such a cold wind, Feixue had a suppressed illusion as if she was going to suffocate.

Feng Qinghan raised his eyebrows, grinned, and inexplicably revealed a strange hideousness in the Ambilight, "You say, why am I here?" Princess? ”

Feixue didn't say a word, and her body involuntarily took two steps back, as if she was about to escape something, but she was so powerless.

"Is the princess afraid of me like this?" Feng Qinghan approached step by step, slender fingers gently covered Feixue's cheeks, I don't know if it was because of the night, or something else, Feixue only felt the touch of this hand, cold like a snake waiting for an opportunity in the dark night, white cold and feminine, covered with an unknown poison, Feng Qinghan chuckled, "Princess, my heart is empty." ”

Feixue trembled her lips, and her clear eyes floated with a layer of feigned composure and pride, "Why do I have a weak heart, the wind is cold, are you too self-righteous." ”

"Huh!" Feng Qinghan smiled disappreciatively, and the fingertips that traced Feixue's lips trembled slightly, "If you don't have a weak heart, then, what are you running in the middle of the night?" Where do you want to go? Princess! ”

#已屏蔽#瞬间, it turned into a huge pain in the sky, and the short sword pierced into her chest was as ruthless as the glacier in the far north, and she shivered all over.

Looking down at the short blade in Feng Qinghan's hand, which only had the hilt of the sword, Feixue pursed her lips, her clear eyes were full of incredulity, she couldn't believe it, how could she accept it, Feng Qinghan could be cruel and ruthless to her to this point, "Feng Qinghan, why?" ”

Feng Qinghan raised his eyebrows disapprenosingly, lowered his head slightly to Feixue's ears, and his voice was still gentle and could drip water between the evil spirits, "Princess, why do you say?" The short sword in his hand slammed into Feixue's heart, twisted it gently, and said coldly: "This king said that no one in this world can hurt Xiyan, and this king said that he will never let Xiyan be hurt again, but you just want to be disobedient." ”

The eyelashes trembled slightly, and the blood, irrepressibly gushing out from the corners of the lips, pain, and gradual numbness.

"Thou art so disobedient, and what do you say the king wants to do with thee? This question made the king think about it for a long time. The tone paused slightly, and Feng Qinghan seemed to smile suddenly: "But this king has finally thought of a way, hehe, since you are so disobedient, for the sake of Xiyan, this king, I can only endure the pain to give you a ride, princess, you, blame this king, can blame this king!" ”

The sound fell, the left palm was slowly raised, and gently patted on the right chest of the flying snow, and in an instant, the flying snow was like a fallen leaf, falling from spring to winter, dying in an instant, and life was wiped out in an instant.

The streets are icy, the body is icy, the night is also icy, the world of flying snow is cold without a trace of temperature, this rebirth, this encounter, it turned out to be such an unbearable love disaster.

Last night's pestering& Mian is still in front of her, and there is still the temperature of his fingertips on her body, and she even clearly remembers the hair strands that are intertwined with each other, but, in the blink of an eye, for the sake of Shangguan Xiyan's injury, he can be so cruel to her, so ruthless, a slap, still not enough, even to give up with her life.

Resentment? Hate? Unwilling to do so?

Is there anyone who would love so humbly? Is there anyone who loves as much as she has no backhand?

The wind is cold, in your heart, have you ever had half a true affection for me......

thought that the two worlds that did not intersect were the farthest, but it turned out that the so-called farthest was actually far away from the hearts of two people who had never intersected......

Resentment? Hate? Unwilling to do so?

The long eyelashes are slowly closed, if even the soul is gone, what about resentment, what about hate, and what about unwillingness?

No resentment, perhaps, is true freedom.

People, in the end, they can't withstand the arrangement of fate, the wind is cold, I don't resent you, I don't hate you, and I won't love you anymore......

It's not that she doesn't want to, it's just that from then on, she can't do anything about it.

A night like this, it's so cold......

A sword pierced the heart, blood, and flowed all over the ground, and the night was almost dyed with a layer of hazy crimson, like blood, like a shirt.

The moment the wind passed and the consciousness disappeared, a gossamer-like white light slowly rose from Feixue's abdomen, circled around the left chest, and then slowly disappeared again.

At night, there was silence, and the sound of a car wheel slowly turned and slowly approached.

"What's wrong?"

"Back to Gongzi, in front, there is a bloody man."

"People?"

The curtain of the carriage was gently raised, and two people slowly came down from the carriage, one of them was dressed in white like snow, scorching its glory, full of temperament but extremely noble; A person dressed in black like ink, outstanding, revealing a handsome and incomparably elegant scholarly atmosphere......

Fate, perhaps, is as unpredictable as a play......

This summer, Fengyun Capital seems to be particularly uneven, especially against fire.

A fire burned Shangguan Xiyan into the Three Kings' Mansion; A fire destroyed Shangguan Xiyan's cave candles, and fulfilled the spring breeze of cold wind and snow; A fire extinguished the garden and completely burned the traces of flying snow.

Once, such a vibrant landscape, a fire, completely lifeless.

In the whole room, except for a charred corpse, only a silver box remained, and a robe was neatly stacked in the box, and there was no beauty in the stitching place, and Feng Qinghan seemed to be able to imagine how clumsy the owner of the pair of slender hands was holding a needle and thread.

People went to the empty building, buried their hearts, and silently acted silently, kneeling behind the crimson figure, their faces were full of self-blame for their incompetence.

His hands were tightly clutched in his robe, and his cold expression was calm and even a little terrifying.

Sure enough, can't I keep you? Snow......

Your heart is so ruthless......

The summer is scorching, and the Fengyun City is particularly depressed and hot, a wedding in the Three Kings' Mansion, and two fires have almost boiled the hearts of the people in the entire capital, and there is a lot of boredom everywhere.

"These three princes' mansions are really unlucky, for two days in a row, every day there was a fire, the first day burned the new princess's new house, and the second day, the princess Zhao was burned without a trace, you say, these three palaces, is it an evil door!"

"What kind of evil door is not evil, this high-gate compound, if there are some of these rare things, then it is called an evil gate!"

"Brother Ren, how do you say this?"

"Hehe, you don't understand this, the so-called one mountain does not allow two tigers, it is a grand palace, there can only be one queen, you say, the Three Princes' Mansion, how can you accommodate the next two concubines."

"You mean to say?"

"Everywhere there is intrigue, everywhere there is jealousy, you said that two princesses with similar appearances are not related to each other, can they not have no means?"

"That's right! Still, I think it's evil! ”

"Where's the evil door?"

"Three Kings' Mansion! Think about it, how did this Miss Zhao family marry into the Three Princes' Mansion, she entered the Three Princes' Mansion lying down, Hedinghong, Hedinghong know no, have any of you ever seen someone who can still not die after drinking Hedinghong? ”

"That's not the case."

"Isn't that it, the three princesses have been in the coffin of the Zhao Mansion for two or three days, and as soon as they enter the door of the Three Princes' Mansion, they come to life for no reason, you say, can the Three Princes' Mansion not be evil?"

"Shhhh Be quiet, but don't let anyone listen to it. ”

"Alas, don't be afraid, the third prince has been busy looking for his lost princess for the past two days, how can he have the leisure to care about these little things that we are talking about, besides, there are so many people in the capital, and he can't control so many mouths, do you say yes?"

"Just you are bold, the Three Princes Mansion of the novel will be the first to take you under the knife."

"Hey, hey! Don't worry, the third prince can't control so many mouths. ”

"This brother is very serious, although the third prince is usually not very good, but, in the past two days, he really hasn't bothered to care about our debts, so it's not all about looking for his princess of the Zhao family again, but ......" The round-faced man's tone paused slightly, a pair of slightly narrowed triangular eyes, gently swept towards the people around him, and lowered his neck and whispered: "You have only heard that the Three Princes' Mansion is on fire, so you know that something strange has happened in the palace in the past two days." ”

"What's the matter?" A thin old man is about forty or fifty years old, and he usually likes those strange things, but now that he heard that someone was here, he couldn't help but be the first to ask, "Can this little brother be more direct?" ”

The round-faced man nodded, and then said, "Have you ever heard of the dumb Seven Princesses of our Fengyun Country?" ”

"The only princess of the royal family, although she can't speak, but she is a celestial figure, and she is very loved by the saints today, of course I have heard of it."

"Then do you know that this princess has always been delicate and weak, and she has been sick for a long time, and her condition worsened a while ago, and the gossip from my friends in the palace that the seventh princess was on the day of the fire in the Three Princes' Mansion," rolled her eyelids, and the round-faced man painted her voice, "Sick but not treated, and lost her breath." ”

"Oh, is that true?"

"Of course it's true, and the blame is that the third watch of the day, the seventh princess came to life for no reason, and she was full of nonsense, she wouldn't have said it, but she could still say a few notes vaguely, you say it's not weird!"

"It's really weird, it's really weird......"