She is a solitary and maverick, unrelenting, even ruthless, in her attack on her enemies.

But he understands that these are not what she is willing to do, and behind her cruel character must have experienced countless inhuman tortures, and every time she is ruthless, it must be others who bear her first.

She is as clear as snow, and she is as proud as ice.

She is cold, yet warm;

She is strong, yet weak;

She is ruthless, yet amorous;

She is actually just a child who needs to be protected.

She groaned in pain in her nightmares, and he bowed his head, the warm lips of the evil spirit kissing her weeping eyes, branding them as his own.

In her dream, the boundless tide of darkness came and overwhelmed her, she wanted to scream loudly, she wanted to break through the encirclement, but she couldn't, no matter how hard she ran, she couldn't escape the invasion of darkness!

I don't know how long I ran, a hand suddenly stretched out in front of her, and pulled her in her hand, this warm hand pulled her to run forward, and kept running, until she finally escaped the shackles of darkness, saw a glimmer of light, and gradually felt a trace of warmth in her cold body.

She slowly opened her eyes, and indifferently met the pair of eyes that were as deep as a secluded pool, and she couldn't understand them.

"Are you awake?" He pursed his lips, and a deep voice rang out above her.

I don't know if she remembered the past and collided with her, and she was still running in her dreams for too long, she felt a sour pain all over her body.

Su Yueming's body moved for a moment, only to find that he was sleeping properly in his arms, he wrapped his arms around her, the two were so close, and his strong aura tightly surrounded her.

She was stunned for a moment, her lowered eyelashes were slightly raised, and her eyes flashed.

Everything that had just happened passed through her mind quickly, she was excited, vomited blood, fainted, and the moment she closed her eyes, she saw a man stretching out his hands towards her, this person was Murong Canghai.

What's wrong with her? Isn't it strong enough, cold and hard enough, that it won't hurt anymore? Why did he reveal the deepest emotions in front of him?

"Where is this?" Her voice was a little hoarse, her throat felt as if a knife had cut it, and it hurt to swallow even a mouthful of water.

She seemed to sit up from his arms, and took the opportunity to sort out her thoughts as she straightened her clothes.

"Yinglie is looking for the carriage, you just fainted, and you need to rest for a while." Looking at the empty embrace, he suddenly had a feeling of loss that he had never felt before.

"I'm sorry for you again." Su Yueming said, but when he inadvertently raised his eyes, he found a mark on his chest that had been infiltrated by blood.

This is what she bites!

She was stunned, and involuntarily raised her hand and stuck it to the blood-stained place, and a trace of complicated emotions surged in her heart.

He lowered his head and landed on her jade hand like congealed cream, and said, "It's okay." ”

His heartbeat was transmitted through his clothes to the palm of her hand, and the sound of his heartbeat was calm and powerful, and it was still a little rapid at the moment.

"I'll give you a new one." I can't afford anything else, so I can only make a new robe.

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"Your Highness, the sedan chair of the Prime Minister's Mansion has come out." Yinglie's deep voice came from outside, Murong Canghai lifted the carriage curtain, and Su Yueming looked over-

"It's really the Prime Minister's."

Su Yueming had already collected the surging in her heart and returned to her original calm and indifferent demeanor.