She was afraid, afraid that she would never see such a look in her eyes again, although she knew that this spoiling had never been hers.

*

Murong Yunqing was dressed in red, enthusiastic and sunny, and he held a palace fan, and the fan pendant was a piece of red blood jade with a value.

Unlike Murong Canghai, his eyes were always filled with a kind of light that flickered like glass, dazzling that was impossible to ignore and made people want to get closer.

When he walked into the room, he looked around, nodded thoughtfully, and said—

"I haven't set foot here in years, but now I look different. You live here, but you are still used to it, do you feel homesick? ”

Homesick? Su Yueming's heart trembled slightly, no one had ever asked her this question.

Does home exist for her?

Is it far away in the right prime minister's mansion of the Great Zhou? It was a cannibalistic place full of calculations and traps, and it never gave her a sense of home.

And this North Courtyard Palace, needless to say, is not even her country here.

She spoke, lightly, and seemingly indifferently, "Think or not, I'm all here." ”

Listening to her answer, Murong Yunqing stepped forward, a handsome and dashing face was almost close to Su Yueming's face, and he blinked-

"Because the eldest brother spoiled others, are you angry? Or are you jealous? ”

Su Yueming wrinkled her nose and said, "You think too much, I don't have that idleness." ”

Murong Yunqing smiled, his smile was as bright as a thousand suns, and the light dazzled people's eyes.

"That'll be fine."

"What?" Su Yueming didn't understand what he meant for a moment.

Murong Yunqing's eyes had already looked around, and he asked, "What about the wild goose?" Okay? ”

"General Hui, it's already bandaged, Maduo is feeding in the backyard, he looks very weak, he eats well, and he doesn't know if he can get through it." Qingchen on the side stepped forward and replied.

"Take me to see it." Murong Yunqing listened, said busily, and turned back to Su Yueming and said, "That's what you like, I'll help you save it." ”

The lone goose was seriously injured, Murong Yunqing's arrow pierced its body, he squatted beside the goose, raised his hand to lift its sleepy eyelids to look, and then opened its beak-

Su Yueming also bent down to look, only to find that when he fed it, it was all in his mouth, blocked, and he didn't eat it all.

"Is it on a hunger strike?" Qingchen tilted his head and asked curiously.

Su Yueming looked at its dull eyes, these eyes were decadent, and she didn't have the slightest will to survive, her cold and hard heart suddenly felt a dull pain, she also bent down, raised her hand to caress its feathers, and said-

"It's so lonely, it's afraid of the feeling of not being able to find a partner, never knowing where to stop, it doesn't want to be lonely anymore, it doesn't have the strength to look for it anymore, it chooses to die."

Her consistently condensed voice, at this moment, is extremely soft, with a hint of distress and regret.

Murong Yunqing raised her head, her gaze fell on her face, her face had a touch of luster, as if it was ...... It seems to be melting into the sunset at any moment.

His heart, moving slightly, raised his hand, stroked her cold cheek, and said in a categorical tone—

"It won't be alone, I'll revive it and find the person it cares about for it, okay?"