"Yin, did you come here to see me just to tell me these things" She turned her back to him, so that he couldn't see the expression on her face at the moment, but from her voice, he had already heard the same answer as he had in his heart.

He had come to see her just to tell her these things, and he wanted to know the answer to this question.

Everyone thought that he was the only one who could take on such a heavy responsibility, and only he knew that from the very beginning, it was an impossible task.

Because if she hadn't reached her limit, she would never be an enemy of her sister easily.

"Fengyin, understood" said lightly, he stared at the figure, and even he didn't realize that the feelings in his heart for this woman were being betrayed by his own eyes little by little.

He had thought that protecting her was his fate that he could not escape in his life, and it was not until that day that he realized that one day, she would also leave his side and disappear from his life like that.

So on the day she got married, he had already thought very clearly, and he had already decided to cut off the roots of his love for her.

It's just that many things can't be done by what you think, just like the word "love".

He never knew that when he wanted to get out, he couldn't find his way back.

"Yin, thank you for telling me these things" Nangong Luojing slowly walked towards Ning Shuang, who was squatting beside her, staring at the poor woman in front of her, the pity in her heart became more and more profound: "Take her away, she is not suitable to stay here" gently stroked the messy hair, her movements were extremely gentle, she was afraid of disturbing this woman who lived in her own world, she didn't want to disturb her.

Glancing at the pity that flashed in her eyes, the pain in his heart spread in an instant.

She was willing to let go of the woman who had hurt her, but she refused to let go of herself, and she really made him feel distressed.

"After taking her away, take good care of her" sighed softly, Nangong Luojing slowly got up and walked slowly towards the soft collapse, for some reason, she only felt that the heaviness in her heart made her more and more powerless, just like him now, he has long lost the strength to think about it.

The soft voice fell, no one answered, and the room was silent and lonely.

After Feng Yin left the room with the frost, Nangong Luo Jing fell on top of the soft collapse, and her heart was so messy that she didn't know how to sort it out.

She understands Feng Yin's words, and she sees many things very clearly, but she can't bear it, she can't bear to believe it, that's all

Xiling Palace.

The rain poured down like the ground, drowning the whole world in its world.

In the Fengwan Pavilion, two men who also have handsome and beautiful faces sat facing each other, ignoring the heavy rain outside the pavilion, still elegantly and freely sipping the tea in their hands, lined with the shallow and deep maple forest, for a while, such a scenery has become the scenery of this palace.

"Brother Wang has something to say, you might as well say it directly" The shallow voice overflowed from the thin lips, and the man's low and magnetic voice melted into the ears of the man sitting opposite him with the sound of the rain, and the man who heard the sound suddenly stopped the movement in his hand, staring at the elegant man, and he suddenly lost his voice.

Staring at those slightly surprised eyes, Feng Yihan hooked his lips and continued: "The sixth prince, who is good at tea tasting, can't even ask about the tea fragrance of Longjing, isn't it smiling and generous?"

Listening to that banter, Feng Yichen looked at the tea in his hand, the liquid in the teacup reflected his clear shadow at the right time, accompanied by a faint fragrance of tea lingering in his nose, with a refreshing and sweet tea fragrance lingering under his nose, and with a sniff of the tip of his nose, he suddenly realized that the tea in his hand was not a blue snow, but just ordinary tea.

Feng Yihan saw Feng Yichen's slightly frowning brows, and the teacup in his hand was slowly placed on the stone table, and he met the pair of eyes that stopped on him, and then he said slowly: "Brother Wang's absent-mindedness, what's the matter?"

"The king has already guessed, so why do you need to ask again" Staring at the cold face in front of him, Feng Yichen couldn't help but feel angry in his heart.

The curvature of his lips slowly decreased, and Feng Yihan said coldly: "Brother Wang's intention, how can Brother Wang guess it?"

"The king wants to deal with the affairs of the southern kingdom, and he has never mentioned it to the officials, nor has he consulted with the ministers, is the king not afraid of provoking criticism," the anger fell in his ears, and the man who had always been indifferent only had a raging fire in his eyes at this moment, and even the cold raindrops outside the pavilion could not be extinguished.

By the time the rumor was heard, the fire had already been lit without warning.

"This king doesn't want to talk about this matter more" Without changing his cold voice, Feng Yihan's eyes swept over the man's angry face and fell straight outside the pavilion.

"How many people will be dissatisfied with the king's insistence, has the king ever thought about it?"

"Brother Wang thinks that this king will lose his chances" The cold voice fell, a sharp light flashed between his eyes, his words were full of confidence, and even the light in his eyes shook people's hearts vividly, just a glance was a terrifying fear.

As long as he thought of that person threatening him with her, the resentment in his heart could no longer distinguish between public and private.

He poured out all the world to make that person pay the price he had to pay.

"The king's talented ministers dare not question it," Feng Yichen replied, his eyes full of unclear eyes

"Don't dare to question it, maybe people all over the world question this king like this, right" The slow voice fell, Feng Yihan lowered his eyes and stared at the falling raindrops, his eyes were not very confused, the fog in the distance, and everything in the maple forest was already surrounded by the fog so that he could not see the end of the maple forest for a long time.

An unconcealable silence crept up on that handsome face, which was not easy to be noticed, but was captured just right by Feng Yichen.

It was just because it was just right that he could understand why the man was acting so urgently

It turned out that he had done all this for the sake of that woman

"For her, does the king think it's worth it" The words hidden in his heart could no longer be hidden at this moment, Feng Yichen knew very well what the answer to this question would be, but he still asked.

"Why does Brother Wang never question whether his feelings for Biluo are worth it"

It is not a worthy or unworthy answer, he raised a trace of doubt in the same tone, setting off the past that Feng Yichen had buried in his heart for many years, and the doubts that overflowed from his mouth made him suddenly understand the feelings of the man in front of him for the woman, which cannot be hindered by any obstacles, even at this moment, there is not a big river or a mountain between them, but a barrier that cannot be easily crossed, and he believes that he will do everything he can to cross it

"Your Majesty understands," he bowed slightly, with a hint of clarity in his heart.

"Everything he wants this king to bear, this king wants his family and country to cease to exist" are extremely cruel words, anyone can hear the meaning of these words, and also hear the hatred in this man's heart.

Listening to what Feng Yihan said, Feng Yichen was speechless for a moment, but the worries in his heart were not disposed of, the purpose of the King of the South was obvious, but Feng Yihan's move was more like knowing that there were tigers in the mountains, and the feeling of leaning towards the tiger mountains made him really uneasy.

But he understands it like that, Feng Yihan has never been a forbearant person, he will definitely get what he wants, and the same is true in the world.

The rain was pouring down, and it never meant to stop, but the people in the pavilion were already a little upset by the rain.

The days of returning to the palace can be described as years for Nangong Luojing.

She had never left the place arranged by Nangong Ling all day, and she had never seen anyone else come to see her, and after Feng Yin and Ning Shuang left that day, she never said a word to anyone again, only occasionally, she could notice that the palace people passing by the door would peek at her through the crack in the door.

And she just leaned on the soft collapse alone and thought about many things, many things in Xiling, however, the memory of disobedience will recall more of the gentle man, the man who is high.

The rain outside the window kept falling, knocking on the half-closed window as if it was endless, with a hint of spring rain lingering and compassionate.

Thousands of sorrowful thoughts lingered in her heart, making her miss the gentleness and tolerance that the man gave her more and more, but she couldn't bear the indifference he gave her.

Was he the one who took her away that day, she wondered.

Maybe yes, maybe not.

Her thoughts, which she had never sorted out properly, jumped up at this moment.

She knew that some things happened and were hard to change, just like him and her.

Lan Lingxuan's actions succeeded in taking her away from him, but he couldn't get back the heart she had lost, her heart was still on that man, even though at this moment, she was in a different place from him.

It's messed up, it's messy

Everything was beyond her imagination, it was like a dream, a dream that scared her.

She wanted to wake up but couldn't wake up no matter how much she struggled, leaving her feeling at a loss.

Opening her eyes slightly, she stared at the window edge where the rain fell, and her heart was full of lingering and indispersible melancholy.

The indifferent and detached words of the "queen" fell behind her, and as soon as she heard the voice of the person, Nangong Luo Jing recognized that it was Qin Yue's voice, so she gathered her thoughts, sat up, and slowly stepped down on the soft collapse, and her purple clothes immediately fell to the ground lightly.

Yingying's figure moved to the window, she reached out to take the falling water droplets, let the cold mist hit her palm, the cool touch made the white jade hand more luster, the wind rose, the light gauze hugged the woman's graceful figure, the beauty of people couldn't help but lose their hearts, even the woman who had been standing behind her was fascinated by the woman standing in front of her, until she heard the sound of "how" and suddenly woke up from the confusion.

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