Situ Jinruo's voice has always been a little light and calm, like a hurried passer-by who is ethereal in the world, and he can't see through the gorgeous fragrance among the flowers, but it still seems light and a little brainy. But this time, his voice was so thick and desolate.

It's like being passive and helpless, painted with a dim sadness color by the years.

The shining light brown eyes quietly watched the back of Chu Li who turned around and left, and she left directly without saying anything.

Seeing that the thin white figure gradually walked away, and Long Chen turned around and walked out of the dim candlelight-shrouded room, a bright purple robe was illuminated by the silver moonlight again, his eyes were slightly widened, his long eyelashes trembled gently, and he listened carefully to a slender female voice behind his ears:

"Take this garment with you,"

As he spoke, the thick cloak in Bingning's hand had already been sent into Long Chen's hand. Under the eyebrows of a bay of clear water, Long Chen's exquisite ink-colored eyes were reflected, but they were as deep as sea water.

The woman in the white dress turned around abruptly and stared at Long Chen's jade-like back steadily, only to see that her shining eyes were full of stars and moons, and her autumn-like eyes were stretched long and long......

That's right, Chu Li saw that Long Chen was smiling, his deep eyes were as quiet as night, his long hair was scattered over the shoulders of his purple shirt, and only a white hosta was loosely strung on the top of his head, and his cheeks were full of amber streamers. After Chu Li saw it, he was stunned at first, and then the corners of his eyes drooped slightly and smiled lowly.

Before she knew it, her cold fingers had been tightly clenched by the man beside her, taking her away from the sweet and dangerous moonlight.

After turning around, Chu Li leaked a few traces of bright moonlight from the lights and shadows of the streets and alleys outside the Luyang Palace, and looked towards the Luyang Palace, although she couldn't see the moon, although it was the autumn of right and wrong, for some reason, she could feel that the moonlight tonight was extraordinarily gentle.

After entering the palace, when Chu Li opened his eyes again, the first thing that caught his eye was Liang Hong, but it was no longer Situ Jinruo's eyes, but Long Chen looking straight at him. In such a quiet night, such a close distance, such a heart-pounding gaze.

Chu Li got up from the bamboo chair suddenly, but the white skirt was pressed by Long Chen's palm, and her body had to be resisted back to the seat, but her frightened eyes seemed to be carrying two little white rabbits, hazy and trance-like, as if she was looking for something in the surroundings, but it seemed that she couldn't find it.

Long Chen laughed all of a sudden, and withdrew his broad palm that had been pressed against the hem of her skirt. Unhurriedly explained to Chu Li: "He just went out and went to fetch water for you." You have a fever, and you know that although you are in a hurry, your body is always the most important. ”

As he spoke, his eyes gradually blurred, and he leaned over slightly, like petals gently kissing her lips. It was simply without warning, gentle and powerful, gentle and delicate, so dragonfly kissed like water.

Chu Li's eyes flickered like butterflies, but her body had no sense of resistance, although she knew that she had a fever, but she would never be forced to bully a woman who knew martial arts and knew how to administer poison by a prince who didn't know martial arts.

Unless, she was willing.

However, when she was in Luyang Palace, wasn't she still a little sad, or was she happy for Ah Chen? Because he finally has a place in his heart for a woman other than Chu Li.