After all, he is a prince, and some minions often serve the empty night without leaving the side, and the clothes on his body are also exquisite and gorgeous. It's just that when Liu Yanqing looked at Kong Mingye, he suddenly felt that the burly body was now thin, but the thin was strong and powerful, as if he was deliberately pretending to be like this, but the back that Liu Yanqing saw was similar to the childhood Kong Ming Ye in his dream, and it was so dazzling.

It's just that because Kong Mingye hasn't exercised for a long time, and now his body is very soft, the doctor also instructed that Kong Mingye must move more, otherwise it will be easy to be paralyzed. This result is something that Liuyanqing and Lingfeiliu never want, because if Kongming falls on the night, then the tens of thousands of people in the Wind Spirit Kingdom must be very disappointed, and there are still Kongmingzi and Yuanfu in that place.

For Liu Yanqing, Kong Mingye is just the father of a child, so he can only protect himself from now on, and he can protect others by protecting himself.

Kong Mingye is now unable to speak, as long as he wants to say something and what he wants to do, the minions around him always prepare paper inkstones for him. Liuyanqing always deliberately avoids Kongmingye, but every time he turns his head in a hurry, he always encounters Kongmingye's deep but charming look.

Those deep eyes were a little lonely, and even seemed to feel ashamed and helpless about the way they were now. Liuyanqing knew that Kong Mingye was a strong person, and it was good that his proud emperor-like temperament could put everything aside and face these words, but if the most important person in his heart looked at him coldly, he would definitely collapse.

Reluctantly, she turned around and strode forward as she stared at the scenery beyond the city walls, perhaps unaware that her hands were already covered with sweat as she clutched the cloak of her armor.

Liuyanqing didn't look at Kong Mingye, but he already felt that Kong Mingye's eyes were staring at him, and Liuyanqing knew that the person in front of him would definitely catch him off guard, so he strode past Kong Mingye with his head down.

Liuyanqing may have never felt so embarrassed, in the country of Tula, he has always been proud, only for the sake of his subordinates to obey orders, only by the side of Kongming Night, Liuyanqing will feel so panicked.

But after all, he didn't say anything, Liu Yanqing even heard the sound of the sonorous metal colliding, the person behind him slowly turned around, and Liu Yanqing felt the sound of luxurious clothes rubbing. Probably the man was trying to grasp something that was fading away.

Sometimes, Liuyanqing just inadvertently glanced at the empty night, but found that now his sick appearance is more charming, now the exposure to the sun is reduced, and the skin of the empty night is as white and delicate as a child, plus the eyes that are often in the dark, it seems that these eyes are soaked in darkness, and there is a night-like mystery everywhere.

Under the firm bridge of the nose is a pair of sexy lips, Liu Yanqing can't tell how many stories these lips are mixed in, but I think these lips can melt everything, including anger and coldness, as well as passion and tenderness.

The fighting had not yet begun, and the soldiers had almost slackened, and there were not as many people guarding the towers as they had been at the beginning, and the towers were quiet again.

At noon that day, Zihe jumped to Liuyanqing's side, holding a blank paper in her hand, which seemed to depict something, Liuyanqing didn't care, but when Zihe spread the white paper in front of Liuyanqing, Liuyanqing was suddenly stunned.

This white piece of paper outlines a building with delicate lines: rows of weeping willows are planted next to a long river, and at the end of the bridge is a gorgeous building with red lanterns hanging on it, and on the second floor fence there are beautiful women dressed in colorful colors, and on the sign of this building is engraved with the words 'Deyue Tower' in large gold letters.

The subtlety of this painting lies in the expressions and details of everyone on it, and Liu Yanqing even noticed the many red ribbons hanging from one of the weeping willows, only one red ribbon was special, and that was just the red crown band.

"Who drew this!" Liuyanqing's brows tightened, Deyue Tower is in the place of the Wind Spirit Kingdom, and now there will be people in the Tula country who know about this place, isn't it too strange?

Zihe said slowly; "The crown princess, this is painted by the Night King, and the minions who serve him are all gathered there to watch him paint, I heard that he painted portraits very vividly, and the slaves and maids only brought this landscape painting."

Liuyan breathed a sigh of relief and said to himself: "What's so strange, isn't it just painting." ”

"But the Night King's painting attracted His Royal Highness the Prince, and I heard that His Royal Highness the Crown Prince only put down his other things when he saw one of the paintings and talked beside the Night King, and it seems that this battle does not need to be fought." Purple Lotus seemed to be happy.

Liuyan Qing was surprised: "Oh? What was it about the paintings that attracted the crown prince? ”

"I don't know about this slave, but the princess, the slave thinks it would be nice for you to ask the Night King to paint for you now."

Purple lotus for the flow of smoke and clear guidance, in the corner of the end of this tower is a stone table, far away to see Ling Feiliu's figure sitting there, opposite him is the unsmiling empty night. Ling Feiliu was looking at the empty night of serious painting.

This scene is much quieter, which makes Liuyanqing have to think of the old picture. It's just that the current Kong Mingye is a little less unruly and arrogant, and the atmosphere of not being able to speak is much milder.

Liuyanqing stepped forward slowly, and sat on the stone bench next to him without saying anything, because this corner was separated by the soldiers, so no one approached, and when Zihe wanted to get closer, he was blocked by the soldiers, Zihe could only look at the backs of the three people and stomped his feet anxiously.

Ling Feiliu first noticed the existence of Liuyanqing, and the thing he was holding in his hand was also placed on the stone table. Liu Yanqing glanced at it lightly, but what he saw was a familiar portrait.

And Kong Mingye lowered his head and concentrated on painting, not noticing the arrival of Liuyanqing, and Liuyanqing did not speak, tacitly protecting such silence.

The portrait handed over by Ling Feiliu is a handsome man, this man has a delicate face, a sweet smile is like a person who came out of the painting, he holds a paper fan in his hand, unruly in front of him and shakes it, his face shows a proud attitude.

This is obviously the flowing smoke that used to be a woman dressed as a man in Deyue Building. Liu Yanqing noticed the corner of the portrait, and wrote with the tip of a slender pen that 'the smoke and rain are misty, but the night is clear'.

Liu Yanqing's face was already stiff, and even an unpredictable deep meaning appeared in his eyes, this sentence was obviously the handwriting that Liu Yanqing had repaired on the handkerchief, but he didn't expect that after so long, Kong Mingye could actually remember, and even imitate his own handwriting.

Liuyanqing subconsciously glanced at the empty night, but the faces she saw were tender, those eyes seemed to be able to speak, and they smiled while painting intently. This smile is something that Liuyanqing has never seen before, if you don't know it, you will definitely think that it is an infatuated man looking at his lover's eyes.

Liuyan Qing turned to Ling Feiliu in a daze. Only at this moment, Ling Feiliu's face was pale, and he looked at the empty night with hatred, as if a child was snatching candy.

This painting suddenly felt as hot as fire in Liuyanqing's hands, and even Liuyanqing's fingers trembled when he pinched the painting.

After being silent for a while, he probably finished painting in the night, raised his head with a smile, and happened to meet the line of sight of Liuyanqing.

Kong Mingye's eyes of surprise and joy caught Liuyanqing off guard, and he quickly turned his gaze and said: "Feiliu, sure enough, the portrait of the Night King is very exquisite, I just heard Zihe say this, so I came over to take a look." ”

Before Ling Feiliu could speak, Kong Mingye quickly pulled out a blank piece of paper on the bottom and quickly wrote on the paper: "Do you like it?" ”

Kong Mingye's eyes were full of hope, and he looked at the scribbled three words in a daze, and then looked at the exquisite portrait in his hand, and the contradiction in his heart arose.

At this time, Ling Feiliu angrily snatched the paper with the handwriting on it, tore it to shreds, and said angrily: "Hmph, what do you like? Isn't it nice to look like this? Look at this non-male and female......"

Before Ling Feiliu finished speaking, Liu Yanqing punched and kicked him: "What is not a man or a woman?" It's obviously a woman, isn't it? ”

Kong Mingye continued to write on the white paper: "This is her child. ”

Looking in the direction, Liuyanqing saw the portrait that had just been drawn in Kong Mingye's hand: a girl with bright eyes and bright teeth was sitting on a branch, looking up at the bird's nest with a childish little face, and that innocent appearance looked very much like Liuyanqing in the past.

Ling Feiliu slowly took the girl's portrait, put her next to Liuyanqing's portrait, and said seriously: "Your portrait is not bad, but it's a pity that it's too late to understand everything now, they don't need you now, I can give these things." ”

Kong Mingye quietly looked at Ling Feiliu and Liuyanqing, and did not explain these words, as if silence was the best answer.

But Liuyanqing saw the helplessness and confusion hidden in his eyes.

Liu Yanqing didn't want to stay here any longer, so he slowly got up and said, "I still have important things, so it's inconvenient to stay here longer." ”

"Yanqing ......" Ling Feiliu tried to stop Liuyanqing, but in his heart, he didn't want Liuyanqing to stay here.

Kong Mingye blocked the way of Liuyanqing, and his movements were much faster, and he looked like a child with frowning.

"What do you want to say?" Liuyan said coldly.

Kong Mingye slowly took out a blank piece of paper from his sleeve, this white paper was a little creased, and it didn't look like it had been written. Ling Feiliu held himself in front of Liuyanqing, obviously unable to speak, but the shape of his mouth matched the words on the white paper.