Yan Wuxin was about to enter the main hall to deal with today's dinner, but he saw Nangong Qian, who was sitting there, suddenly got up, and under the eyes of everyone, he took Yan Wuxin's hand and used light skills to leave the palace.

Leng Yufeng was about to chase, but the prince's voice came, "There is nothing wrong in this palace, you can deal with the next things!" ”

No matter how uncomfortable Leng Yufeng's heart was, he didn't know what Nangong Qian wanted to do, but he was still jealous when he saw Nangong Qian holding the prince's hand, but at that time, he actually stepped forward to block Nangong Qian's movements, in order not to let the prince's reputation be ruined.

Looking at the ministers and princesses in the hall, Leng Yufeng's heart was irritable, but he knew that he couldn't do this, since he wanted to protect the prince, then he couldn't let himself be so domineering, otherwise one day the prince would really stay away from him.

No matter how uncomfortable Leng Yufeng's heart was, he still dutifully dealt with these people, and found a good reason for the departing King Qian and the crown prince.

At this time, Yan Wuxin was led by Nangong Qian and flew for a long time before stopping, and the two of them were standing on the highest tower in the palace at this time. This tower is very tall, but standing here you can feel that you are very close to the sky, and it is also the place where the national teacher who once died in the country divined.

Yan Wuxin pulled out his hand and walked slowly to the tower, and Nangong Qian looked at his empty hand a little uncomfortable but still walked slowly, the two walked up step by step, Yan Wuxin was looking at the starry sky in the sky, and Nangong Qian was looking at Yan Wuxin on his side.

When the two of them stood at the top of the tower, Yan Wuxin smiled, because of this beautiful scenery, the smile was like a spring flower, fragrant and beautiful. Nangong Qian also smiled, because of the smile of his sweetheart, his smile was like an iceberg melting, spring flowers blooming, and he was tender.

"It's beautiful!" Yan Wuxin stretched out her white and small hand to touch the bright starry sky, wanted to touch the night, the whole person was as lovely as a flower in the night, and people liked it and wanted to hold the best in the world in front of her and let her play with it.

"It's beautiful!" Nangong Qian did not let go of every action of the young man, once the most beautiful thing he had ever seen was power, a kind of power above others was the most beautiful in Nangong Qian's mind, but now only this young man can be called beautiful.

The two stood for a long time, enjoying the rare beauty and tranquility. And Nangong Qian is reluctant, reluctant to see this bear child who makes him want to strangle to death from time to time in the future, sometimes distressed and wants to rub into the young man in his body, sometimes admires the prince who wants to have a competition, no matter how he feels, the anger and worry are reluctant because of this young man, even if Nangong Qian doesn't want to admit it, he understands that he really loves this young man.

It wasn't until a gust of cold wind blew through Nangong Qian that he found that the prince next to him was wearing very little, and without even thinking about it, Nangong Qian took off his outer robe and put it on the shoulders of the prince, the robe that was just right on him was much bigger on the prince, and there was a feeling that a child was stealing adult clothes, obviously it was a little funny, but Nangong Qian's heart warmed up, because the clothes were his own, because the prince did not reject himself.

Yan Wuxin looked at the clothes on her shoulders and did not refuse, because at this time she did feel very cold and did not want to miss such a beautiful scenery, and Nangong Qian's clothes had the smell of ambergris on Nangong Qian's body, just like Nangong Qian.

"Standing here can overlook the entire palace!" Nangong Qian's voice was full of a desire to conquer, he really wanted to take this rich martyrdom into his own hands, and his life was spent in these power struggles.

Yan Wuxin retracted his gaze and looked at the entire palace of the Kingdom of Death under the tower, the palace was very large and luxurious, and it added a sense of solemnity in the night, but Yan Wuxin felt that this was just a cage, a cage that lost its freedom, and it was a loss of power and emotion.

"If you stand on the top, you can see the scenery that no one else can see!" Yan Wuxin sighed with emotion, and then looked at Nangong Qian, who was standing beside him, "King Qian, is this interested in the Yan Kingdom?" The tone was not a temptation, just an inquiry between friends.

Nangong Qian exhaled a thick breath, stretched out his big hand, and suddenly held Yan Wuxin's little hand: "Once I wanted to recover one country after another and become this supreme emperor!" Stand on the highest place and look down on the ant-like people and enjoy a qiē glory! ”

Yan Wuxin didn't pull out her hand, she and Nangong Qian were too imaginative, if it weren't for the fact that they were too similar to the man who admired this man, Yan Wuxin might really have a mind to accept this man. It's a pity that she didn't have the heart to feel the slow and uniform beating heart in her heart, she was heartless, she really didn't want it now.

"And now?" Yan Wuxin asked with a smile, Nangong Qian's ambition is very big, but this makes Yan Wuxin appreciate it even more, isn't what the people who stand in their position want is power? The more insecure people are, the more they have to grab on to some material things to save their lives and put on a mask.

"Heh..."Nangong Qian held Yan Wuxin's hand tightly, "It's even more so now!" "It used to be for blind rights, but now it's for you, Nangong Qian knows very well that if there is no supreme right in the future, even if the prince accepts himself, but the gender of the two people is enough to be spurned by the world, although he is not afraid and doesn't care, but he doesn't want this young man to be treated in any way, so only he has become the highest person, if the prince accepts himself in the future, then the road will be smoother.

"Is King Qian declaring war on this palace?" Yan Wuxin's voice was cold, "King Qian wants to ignore any country this palace, but if the territory that belongs to this palace is King Qian wants to interfere, then it depends on his ability!" ”

Yan Wuxin's hand in Nangong Qian's hand pinched Nangong Qian's neck, "Whatever King Qian wants, as long as it doesn't hinder the palace, but the palace also put the words here today, the country is not moved by King Qian!" ”

Nangong Qian watched as Prince Yan turned around and prepared to leave, with a dull pain in his voice: "What if I do all this, hoping to get you?" He was domineering and decisive, even though he knew that the prince might be disgusted with himself as if he had vomited like he had kissed, he still said it, he was never a person who put love in his heart. And he is about to leave the country, Nangong Qian knows that he must leave traces in the mind of the prince, otherwise he may be a stranger to see the prince next time.

Yan Wuxin's footsteps stopped slightly, and such a proud man now had a trace of pleading and unattainable pain in his voice, saying love words that tugged at the heartstrings in this world. I have to say that Nangong Qian did it, because at this moment, he really left traces on Yan Wuxin's heart. Yan Wuxin knew how proud and conceited Nangong Qian was, so he was surprised by his deep thoughts about himself, but it was a pity that he had never met this man, but even if he did, what kind of feelings in the world could withstand the temptation of time's devastating interests?

Feeling the momentary sad aura on the body of the dead prince, Nangong Qian was a little flustered, but more distressed, what did this young man's thin shoulders resist, and what kind of dirt did those eyes see, so that they could become such a thin and cool appearance?

"Nangong Qian!" There was tiredness in Yan Wuxin's voice: "This palace is a man!" "It's not that Yan Wuxin deliberately deceived Nangong Qian, but that he will live as a man as a man for a long, long time in the future, and even if he is a woman, he will not depend on any man to live.

"I know!" Nangong Qian smiled bitterly, "But what if you are a man?" Even if you're a man, I want it! "Because she met Yan Wuxin, whether she is a man or a woman, she is what she loves, and she is also the person she will love in the future.

"Don't touch the country!" After Yan Wuxin finished speaking, he left the tower, and the clothes on his body were also thrown to Nangong Qian. She was really shocked tonight because of Nangong Qian's words, maybe in the years to come, she would think of every word that the arrogant man said to her.

Obviously thin but straight back slowly walked down the tower, Nangong Qian closed his eyes, and his voice was dry, "Mourning the country, it's yours!" I won't move! Originally, he wanted to take over the country so that he could occupy the prince, but now he felt that this was the country of the prince, and this was the power of the prince, and he was reluctant to plunder what belonged to her, no matter how good he thought.

The cool wind blew Yan Wuxin's robe, and Yan Wuxin walked down the tower to see Leng Yufeng standing there motionless like a statue standing there, the black clothes fused him with the night, and the cold and hard lines made him look unkind.

Leng Yufeng looked at the prince's pale cheeks blown by the wind, and said something inadvertently, "Prince, are you okay?" Far away, he couldn't hear what the prince and King Qian were saying, but he saw that King Qian grabbed the prince's hand, and the prince did not refuse, he was shocked at that time, but at the same time, he was faintly happy in his heart, if the prince was both men and women, Leng Yufeng felt that his chances would be much greater, but he didn't expect that even a character like King Qian would fall in love with the prince.

"There's nothing good or bad!" Yan Wuxin and Leng Yufeng walked side by side, and Yan Wuxin suddenly asked, "Yufeng, have you ever liked someone?" ”

殇无心 has forgotten what it feels like to like someone, or whether he really likes someone, because the heart is like a big hole that is not blown by the cold wind all the time, so 殇 Wuxin has no heart, and even more forgets a person's feelings.

"Liked!" Leng Yufeng looked at the prince who was much shorter than him beside him, he once knew that he thought he admired the prince and thought this young man was interesting, but he didn't expect that he would fall in love with this young man.

"What's that like?" Yan Wuxin asked curiously.

Leng Yufeng looked at the prince who seemed to be a little ignorant, and felt distressed, how sad it was if a person didn't even like it.

"If you don't see her, you will miss her, if you see it, you want to embrace her, everything in the world is less than a smile, all you insist on is no longer insisting, and your world has become gorgeous and colorful because of her..."

"Hehe... What mixed feelings..."