Dance. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

In this snowy winter plum forest, the beauty with light sweat slowly sat next to the man, and the plum branch in her hand seemed to pass in front of the man's eyes.

It is obviously a cold and proud red plum blossom, but in the hands of Yifeng, it gives birth to a bewitching and gorgeous.

Such a glamorous description can reasonably attract anyone's attention, but Jun Mowen didn't look at her, only looked at the empty wine glass in front of him.

Without showing any dissatisfaction, the person she loved must be different.

is not obsessed with her like ordinary people, but it makes her more and more obsessed with him.

The glass was filled with wine, and the aroma of the wine was mixed with the fragrance of plums, accompanied by the sweet fragrance of Yifeng's body, close to Jun Mowen's nose.

Yifeng didn't notice the slightest frowning movement of the person in front of him, and sent the wine glass to him, and Jun Mowen raised his eyes to look at her.

Without waiting for Yifeng to be happy, the smile on the corner of her lips suddenly froze, and the bewitching stiffness stiffened on that Xiuya's face.

Jun Mowen was indeed looking at her, but just a glance made her feel cold, and her whole heart seemed to be immersed in a deep pool of ten thousand years, and she was cold to the bone.

The pair of warm eyes that were usually warm looked at her at this time, but their eyes were full of strangeness and coldness, with indifference that had never appeared on his face.

How could he look at her like that?

Obviously, everything was fine, she just played the piano and danced.

It's just a dance ......

Thinking of this, Yifeng was frightened.

"Your Majesty?" She called softly, but she couldn't hide the tremor in her voice.

Hearing her call like this, Jun Mowen's face did not make the slightest wave, and his indifferent gaze swept over the graceful face, and finally stopped on the white hosta in her hair.

The quaint white jade texture softened his indifferent gaze a little, but the demeanor did not slacken, because his trace of gentleness was only aimed at the hairpin.

The hairpin that thinks about the dust.

Looking at the increasingly frightened woman in front of him, the face was exactly the same as the woman in his painting, but ......

"You're not her."

The four words were said firmly, and Jun Mowen's gaze turned to Yifeng's eyes: "You won't be her." ”

There seemed to be something broken in her heart, Yifeng looked at those eyes, in them, the warmth and softness of her nostalgia were not there, leaving only the coldness of looking at strangers.

No......

Jun Mowen has always been gentle, and he is the same with strangers, this is indifferent...... Only for her......

He said......

She's not her......

Yifeng knew who he was talking about.

The crazy shouting in my heart, I can't admit it, and once I admit it, there is nothing.

She has been wronged for so long, she has been worried for so long, and now that she can be by his side, how can she give up like this.

"I'm Yifeng, what's wrong with you?" She forced a smile.

Yifeng wanted to reach out and touch him, but his outstretched hand was dodged.

General......

The snow was getting heavier and heavier, and when he got up, the drowsiness in his mind made Jun Mowen's body a little unstable.

But he still let go of Yifeng's hand that stepped forward to help.

She couldn't remember her, she couldn't remember what she looked like.

But Jun Mowen knows.

She can't dance, she can't play the piano.

She wouldn't smile so brightly.

I won't call him Your Majesty.

These...... He just knew inexplicably, as if it was something that had been engraved in his bones.

That's not called Yifeng.

But he couldn't remember the name......

Looking back at Yifeng, Jun Mowen approached her and reached out to remove the hairpin from her hair.

The texture of white jade, the lifelike shape of magnolia.

He remembered that she had such a hairpin, but the woman in front of him was not him.

Yifeng only felt a tightness in her wrist, and the force seemed to crush her hand bones.

"Where is she?" The sound of Jun Mo in his ears was close at hand, but it made Yifeng feel extremely far away.

"Huh."

Yifeng suddenly chuckled.

It's come to this, where is the room for turnaround, and what is she still hoping for?

The panic on Yifeng's face slowly faded, and the gorgeous smile gradually climbed up to the elegant face, which was exactly the same as Si Jichen's. Her voice became mocking, with a desolate smile that could not be concealed: "My good majesty, where is she...... Are you too embarrassed to ask me? ”

Facing those eager eyes, Yifeng's heart couldn't contain the pain, since the matter had come to this.

How can she sing the distressed taste alone, Yifeng looked at Jun Mowen and slowly calmed down.

"Your Majesty really wants to know?"

Seeing Jun Mowen looking at himself for a moment, Yifeng smiled enchantingly and gorgeously, but his smile was no longer as enthusiastic as fire, although it was red, it was cold.

Taking a deep breath, Yifeng's tone was not as infatuated and gentle as before: "Where she is, I don't know, but I know how she is now." ”

Speaking of this, Yifeng's charming eyes narrowed slightly, with a hint of cruelty: "The one you are looking for...... He's dead. ”

"Full of nonsense!" Jun Mowen shook her off at once, turned around and left this piece of Merlin.

When he left, it was still the same plum blossoms, the same snow, and even the wine he had drunk on the table.

But......

Yifeng looked up, and the snowflakes in the sky fell and slowly melted on her cool face.

Heh, this winter...... It's cold......

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Walking out of Merlin, the little eunuch followed Jun Mowen all the way, Fang wanted to persuade him with courage, and as soon as he looked up, he saw Xu Baizhi coming.

Both of them were stunned.

Xu Baizhi saluted calmly: "Your Majesty." ”

Jun Mowen raised his hand to cover his head, and there was a strong dizziness, and he reached out to hold the pillar on the side.

Xu Baizhi didn't expect Jun Mowen to be like this, and immediately went up after being stunned: "What's wrong with you?" ”

Jun Mowen suddenly raised his head, and looked at Xu Baizhi with complicated eyes: "Do you know ...... her?"

She?

Which one of her?

Xu Baizhi glanced at the current Jun Mowen, and replied respectfully: "Miss Yifeng ......"

Before he finished speaking, Jun Mo heard a voice to stop him.

"She's not a ritual!"

Xu Bai's heart shook.

Not a ritual? That's ...... It's dusty......

He raised his eyes to Jun Mowen's eyes, and he ...... Come to think of it?

So where she went, he said...... Or don't talk about it......

These thoughts flashed through his mind very quickly, and Xu Baizhi's face was surprised for a moment before returning to calm. He looked at Jun Mowen now.

Even if you solve the Gu, can you still remember her......

In the midst of indecision, there was a sudden decision.

The expression on his face softened slightly, and Xu Baizhi looked at the person in front of him: "The person you are looking for is in the vast mountain." (To be continued.) )