Nangong Luo Jing casually looked at the drama on the stage singing in full swing, the figures danced, but his eyes were patrolling around from time to time.

She was looking for the bright yellow figure, she should have been on a high position, she should have watched the opera on stage with everyone, she should have explained to him everything that was ridiculous to him.

Feng Yin stood behind her, silent, but she had already contained every trace of her face under her eyes, her dark and thick eyelashes trembled slightly, her bright eyes were a little lost, and she couldn't see through too many emotions

"Why, Sister Wang couldn't sit still just now" The indifferent voice came to her ears, Nangong Ling looked sideways, with a trace of disdain and disgust in her eyes, and what was deeply hidden in her eyes was jealousy of the woman.

Nangong Luojing looked at the person who spoke, pursed her lips and was silent, not wanting to argue with her meaninglessly, now she didn't have any extra thoughts to work with her, instead, in the next moment, a trace of inspiration flashed in the woman's eyes: "Has my father returned to the palace?"

Nangong Ling stared at the woman beside her in surprise, her smooth forehead with the slightest folds that did not match the whiteness, but it was just right, her brows frowned slightly, her eyes were a little eager, crystal flashing, and the look between Gu Pan had a touching charm, everyone praised the three princesses of Weiguo for their peerless beauty and elegance, she has always tried to ignore this, in fact, she also did it, but even if she did it, she couldn't ignore the evaluation of her beauty by outsiders.

Jealousy is like a poisonous weed in her heart to take root, can't pull it out, get rid of unhappiness, she is jealous that this woman has been too much exclusive favor, when she was a child, she got her father's unique favor, just because her mother Concubine Li got all the love of her father, and then when she was eight years old, the serious illness took away all the memories of the woman, and she seemed to have become a different person.

Her face was as cold as frost, with a look of indifference that no one should enter, even her father, who loved her to the bone, was completely cold, and she was indifferent on the day her mother was buried, and she looked at the sadness in the hall like an outsider, but she just looked at it fixedly, without a trace of fluctuation in her eyes

Dongyang sent that Shangguan Yi to put pressure, thinking that as long as she persuaded her father to marry her as a princess to Dongyang, she could let Fengyin stay by her side, but unexpectedly, on the occasion of the wedding, she was unexpectedly unconscious in Luoyuan, a small coma even the famous doctor of the country was helpless, and let her sleep for two months, her father seemed to have pity, and postponed the marriage contract, until she woke up from her sleep a month ago, it was another amnesia, and Nangong Luojing after amnesia made her feel as if she had seen her when she was a child.

Nangong Ling looked at the arm that was grabbed by Nangong Luojing's hand in a daze, and didn't notice that the strength of the arm loosened slightly, until a hand stretched out from the gap between her and Nangong Luojing, she came to her senses, and just in time saw the man's slender fingertips gently touching the woman's white and tender skin, and the woman's slender hand was gently surrounded by a big palm.

"Don't worry, princess, your subordinates take the princess to find the king" Feng Yin lowered her body, and her soft tone was gentle, as if she was soothing a child and took her to her father, Feng Yin had long been unable to care about the dignity of the master and servant, and her anxious face made him feel uncomfortable in his heart, so he ignored the difference between men and women, and caressed the anxiety in her heart at this time, fortunately, everyone was deeply attracted by the opera on the stage, and no one noticed that something was wrong here.

Hearing the sound, Nangong Luo Jing raised his head, met the eyes that were staring at him, his eyes were full of softness, as if he would turn into water in the next moment, and the next second he noticed the temperature coming from the back of his hand, and his fair cheeks flushed with a hint of redness, and he slowly withdrew his hand, and got up with a light "um", leaving Nangong Ling's jealousy suppressed in his heart.

However, no one noticed that the eyes of the woman on the opposite side had been fixed on them for a long time.

Nangong Ling picked up the wine glass on the table, drank it all regardless of the image, swallowed all the emotions suppressed in his heart into his stomach, calmed his heart a little, and suddenly raised his eyes to meet the gaze cast on the opposite side, Nangong Ting was drinking with his sleeves.

Nangong Ting glanced at Nangong Ling a few times as if intentionally or unintentionally, and the next moment, she quickly turned away from Nangong Ling's gaze, her eyes were indifferent, but with a bit of emotion that she couldn't see through.

"Yin, where is my father, where can I find him" She was full of anxiety, and she couldn't wait to walk out of the hall as early as in the hall.

"Maybe the king will be there" Feng Yin frowned and pondered for a while, and softly overflowed these words, but Nangong Luojing was overjoyed.

"Where" There was a little less anxiety in her eyes, a little more impatience.

Looking at the woman's expression at the moment, Feng Yin was a little stupid, stunned, and shocked.

Is this her, happy or sad, there is only a moment between emotional ups and downs.

He gently brushed down the woman's eyes, looked at the woman's face for a moment, his clothes were lightly raised, and in an instant, the surrounding scene was completely different.

The sound of flowing water was clear in my ears, and the spring emitted a cheerful melody like a piano.

Nangong Luojing slowly opened his eyes, only to feel that the night in front of him was deep and confused, with a trace of strange tranquility, he raised his eyes and left, not far away, the soft light overflowed from the window, and a man in a bright yellow dress came into view, and the once good-looking side face had a little more vicissitudes.

The mist hazy Nangong Luojing's eyes, she looked at everything in the small window fixedly, she didn't dare to take her eyes away, and her steps couldn't help but move towards the bamboo house.

"See the princess" When he arrived at the door, he saw a man wearing the same clothes as Fengyin outside the door bowing slightly to the woman, and his delicate face did not have a trace of waves, as if he had been waiting for a long time.

Nangong Luo Jing didn't look to the side, and his eyes still fell on the man sitting by the window.

He beckoned to her, her eyes full of pampering and tenderness, and she stood at the door petrified, looking at the gentle eyes of King Wei, unable to lift her feet like a golden object.

She bit her lip lightly, a hint of bright red like a blooming rose, with a hint of enchantment, a hint of pity.

The mist gushed out like a spring, pouring out all the incomparable grievances that had been suppressed in my heart

"Does my father know" Bei teeth clenched, and spit out these words vividly, the turbulence in his heart was long beyond words, at that time, King Wei looked at her and already understood everything, but he still opened his mouth.

King Wei looked at her, said nothing, got up, and slowly walked towards Nangong Luojing, his eyes shining with a glimmer of light.

When he got in front of the woman, he hugged her deeply in his arms, and the sorrow in his heart turned into a hug and wrapped tightly in his arms