Su Yunge wanted to see Xiao Nanshuo on one side, but the result was ......

With a bang, her head slammed into the window on the side.

"Stupid." The cold voice was as disdainful as ever.

Su Yunge rubbed his head and looked up, Xiao Nanshuo was sitting on the windowsill, and the sunset behind him was extremely gorgeous.

He sat on the windowsill, still very luxurious, handsome, and full of coldness.

Su Yunge raised his eyebrows, this Xiao Nanshuo entered this Su Mansion very easily, this person is so conspicuous, but no one has ever found out.

No matter how bad Su Mansion is, it is also the mansion where the eldest princess is married, and there is a set of defense, if it is at night, it is just a blue sky, but no one has found out.

Is Su Fu too weak, or Xiao Nanshuo too strong.

"What's so good about Rong Qianhiro?" Xiao Nanshuo suddenly asked lightly.

He looked at the woman in front of him, her skirt swaying, but the enchanting figure was more and more delicate and charming, and there was a purple light in his eyes.

Su Yunge raised his eyebrows slightly, not wanting to answer this question.

"Are you idle every day?" She asked, tilting her head.

"Nothing can interest me." Xiao Nanshuo spoke in a cold voice.

Su Yunge raised his eyebrows, "Do you mean I'm more interested in you?" ”

Xiao Nanshuo's cold eyes stared at the woman in front of him for a long time, looked at the smiling eyes, and nodded slightly.

"Not bad."

The two of them seemed to be gossiping, asking and answering, and at this twilight, there was a strange harmony.

"How long will you stay in Ling Tian?" Su Yunge asked as if inadvertently......

Xiao Nanshuo replied coldly, "Marry you until I am married." ”

The corners of Su Yunge's eyebrows twitched slightly, there was no difference between this and not saying anything.

"I'm going to dinner, whatever." Su Yunge lifted the hem of her skirt, turned around and walked out the door.

After Su Yunge finished eating, he went straight to the kitchen of Sufu and carried a delicate bamboo basket, which was filled with soup and quinoa.

It is known as eating supper.

She walked to her bedroom, took a deep breath, and pushed the door open.

But it was a room of silence.

The night breeze blew across the windowsill, and the two peach blossoms in the plain vase fluttered gently.

Let's go.

Sighing lightly, I couldn't sort out the inexplicable thoughts in my heart.

"Looking for me?"

Xiao Nanshuo's voice sounded, making Su Yunge's eyes pass a glimmer.

Following the voice, Xiao Nanshuo sat on the trunk of the tree, and the moonlight through the treetops gilded his body with a soft halo, weakening the cold breath a little.

"Come here." Su Yunge beckoned.

Xiao Nanshuo looked at her fixedly for a long time, and then flew down from the trunk of the tree, bringing the sound of the wind.

She lifted the basket to the windowsill and took out the delicate dishes inside.

Small plates were filled with windowsills.

"This is an eggplant pot, this is vinegared chicken, this is peach blossom cake......" she reported the dish, picked up a chopstick and pointed it to Xiao Nanshuo's lips, as if everything was so natural.

Xiao Nanshuo was stunned, and there was a strange brilliance in his eyes.

"Eat, this is made by the Su family's cook, it's delicious." Su Yunge raised his head and urged.

Xiao Nanshuo slowly opened his lips under the urging eyes.

The eggplant was fed into his lips, and the delicious sauce spread out in that lip, and it was delicious.

"Su Yunge, this is the first time someone has fed me." Xiao Nanshuo spoke slowly, and there was a terrifying aura in his deep eyes.

Soul-stinging.

Su Yunge was slightly stunned, and suddenly realized that her actions seemed to be too intimate.

Dropping the chopsticks, he flew into the house.

What is she doing? Playing ambiguous?

Getting along with this Xiao Nanshuo in the past few days seems to have broken her defenses, making her mind follow him unconsciously.

Not good, not good.

Seemingly, fell into the gentle trap that someone weaved.

After thinking nonsense, he didn't even know how long Xiao Nanshuo had been gone.

When I got up in the morning, my eyes were red and swollen, and I couldn't see it, so I put hot water on my eyes before I got out of the door of Sufu.

Ah Da, who was next to Rong Qianxun, said yesterday that she would let her go to Dingbei Wangfu today.

At the gate of Su Mansion, Su Yunge saw Su Wanxian, passed by, and only heard Su Wanxian say softly.

"It's really a fox, shopping with King Mo for a while, and eating with King Dingbei for a while."

Su Yunge paused, the corners of his lips hooked up a chuckle, and a little light flowed in his eyes.

Is her 'gentle' sister finally unable to sit still? Is it finally time to peel off the mask of hypocrisy?

She couldn't figure out why the people in this mansion were indulging Su Yunge in the past, as if no matter what she did, she would take a state of resignation.

When I woke up this morning, an idea suddenly crossed my mind, and it was like an initiation.

That's killing.

The allusion to killing this comes from "Customs and Customs": "The long official horse is fat, the viewer is fast, the passenger is happy with his words, and he gallops away, and he dies."

It means that the people who kill your horse are the ones who applaud your horse next to you, and those who praise it are the ones who do harm. That is, to kill.

In layman's terms, it is excessive praise or praise, which makes people proud and complacent, stagnates and regresses, and even leads to depravity and failure.

Su Yunge is an example, no one regulates her behavior and movements, and no one teaches her right and wrong.

blindly let her do things according to her own preferences, and the end of the end is nothing more than that

Suicide.

And no one is to blame for such an accident.

When the time comes, whether it is Su Pei or Su Wanxian, they will say this:

You see how much we love her, how much we love her, and how much we do our best to clean up the mess for her on weekdays.

As soon as he thought of this, Su Yunge frowned.

What is it for? What if his own father wants to kill his daughter like this?

Although he couldn't figure it out, he could only stand still when he didn't know who he was or what he was.

"Sister, you are an immortal in the imperial city, don't ruin your image when you speak!" Su Yunge looked at Su Wanxian, who had a gloomy face, and said with a smile.

Su Wanxian clenched her fists, and her nails sank deep into her flesh.

This ugly eight monsters, this ugly eight monsters actually met Mu Hanyun.

Obviously, Mu Hanyun is going to marry her, isn't it?

"Su Yunge, stay away from Mu Hanyun for me, he is your brother-in-law in the future." Su Wanxian bit the word 'brother-in-law' heavily in her mouth.

I see. Su Yunge raised her eyebrows, it turned out that it was because she knew that Mu Hanyun had met her.

No wonder I can't help it.

This fiancé gave himself a dowry on the front foot, and went to see his sister on the back foot, which is indeed dishonorable and angry enough.

Once a woman gets angry and jealous, it is simply not to be underestimated.

"Sister, you should keep this sentence for Mu Hanyun and say it, don't push everything on my head. What do you think Mu Hanyun is compared to King Mo? Not to mention, I'm Chihiro's fiancée now, and in my heart, your Mu Hanyun can't even compare to a finger of Chihiro. ”

Su Yunge said, looked at Su Wanxian's face, and threw his sleeves away.

When he arrived at the Dingbei Palace, this time Rong Qianxun was not drinking tea or playing chess, but sitting at a table.

The table is full of delicacies, and the variety of dishes is dazzling.

"I've heard that you like food, so I cheekily invite you to my mansion to try it." There was a smile in Rong Qianhiro's voice.

Su Yunge blinked and swallowed his saliva secretly.

Two hobbies in life, eating and sleeping.

Food or something, I love it the most, and being able to eat delicious things is simply the happiest thing in the world.

"Sit down and eat!" Rong Qianxun's words made Su Yunge unable to have any thoughts of refusal.

If you want to capture a person's heart, you must first grasp a person's stomach.

This sentence can be best embodied in Su Yunge.

After a lot of wind, Su Yunge felt that he couldn't walk anymore.

After eating and drinking, Su Yunge left the Dingbei Palace, during which Rong Qianxun did not say anything, but inexplicably gave her a very cordial feeling.

Is this the charm of food?

It's just that after eating, Rong Qianxun said softly.

"Yunge, if you live in Dingbei Palace, you will definitely be able to eat such food every day."

Thinking of this, Su Yunge shook his head. Cunning, too cunning, Rong Qianhiro is simply a big-bellied black.

"It's really a short mouth."

She stood in the courtyard and muttered to herself, and the atmosphere was quiet for a while.

The night wind swept past her, sparse shadows, faint fragrances floating, and the moon was like dusk.

Su Yunge lowered his eyes and looked at the shadow on the ground, and was speechless for a while.

She tried to take a step back to her bedroom, but it seemed to have taken root, and it was stuck on the ground, and she couldn't move a single step.

Maybe the night was too beautiful for her to bear to move, or maybe deep down in her heart, she wanted to stay a little longer, and wanted to reminisce for a while Rong Qianxun's demeanor and smile before she spoke.

"Huh!"

A slight sound rang in Su Yunge's ears.

She looked up and saw that Xiao Nanshuo jumped down from the low wall, the night wind swept the hem of his clothes, and the hair swayed gently with the wind.

The sound of the wind brought by the hem of the garment, the sound of hunting.

Su Yunge felt that the moment he flew down from the low wall, the night wind seemed to become slow.

The insects became more pleasant, the peach blossoms seemed to be more fragrant, and the moonlight was more gentle.

It was like it was slowing down.

She could clearly see that the ribbon of his hair was lifted by the wind, and a brilliant light swept across the night sky.

She could clearly see that the pair of gilded brocade boots under the hem of the dress seemed to step on her heart.

She could clearly see that the soft mink fur was swaying slightly, gently touching the thin lips, with a feeling of cold and fiery.

Xiao Nanshuo stood in front of her and looked at her condescendingly.

Strangely, she didn't feel the slightest danger.

On the contrary, there is peace of mind.

It's strange, when will Xiao Nanshuo be able to give her such a sense of security?

"Woman, don't you enjoy Yung Chihiro's food very much?"