The soft and deep voice, with a bit of intoxicating softness, floated softly into Nangong Luojing's ears.

Raising his eyes to meet the man's slightly cunning and smug eyes, the man's palm on his waist seemed to add a little more force.

"Let go of me" The indifferent voice hides a trace of panic in his heart very well.

Lan Lingxuan ignored what she said, and just looked at the woman in front of her fixedly, at this moment, her eyes were facing each other, her eyes were shining with anticipation, her autumn pupils were like water, and he could clearly see his shadow in her eyes.

Nangong Luo Jing saw that he was silent, just looked at himself in a daze, as if he was out of his mind, his heart was tight, he was too busy, and suddenly remembered the firm words he had just whispered in his ear, and then he realized that this matter was not trivial: "You are the eleventh prince of Dongyang,"

The voice overflowed from the woman's thin lips, a little urgent, so that the listener could tell that it was blurted out without deep thought.

Lan Lingxuan smiled helplessly, and then, nodded heavily, meaning extremely sure, and couldn't help but think in his heart, it seemed that it had been a long time since he told her that he was the eleventh prince of Dongyang, and he was really so dull.

"Can the prince let go of Luo Jing first" Nangong Luo Jing glanced at Lan Lingxuan with a cold look, and saw the smile on his face.

"Why did you come to tell me your true identity" came out coldly, annoyance unconsciously swelled up: "What is the so-called matter of the prince coming to defend the country?"

Lan Lingxuan raised his eyebrows, and the next moment, he closed his eyes, looking leisurely and comfortable, as if Nangong Luojing's questioning voice was a pleasant song for him, and only by calming down could he perfectly appreciate the gentle cry of the warbler in the woman's voice.

And the soft wattle holding the woman in her hand is still there.

Nangong Luojing lasted for a long time before he heard him say: "There is no purpose in coming to defend the country, I said that it is to solve the national crisis for the defense of the country, and to relieve the princess of marrying and Shangguan Yi" Loosened the soft and white palm held in the palm of his hand, raised his hand, raised his fingers, stroked Nangong Luojing's cheeks, and gently touched the skin that could be broken with a flick of his fingertips: "Can Jing'er believe it?"

The slightly cool fingertips gently swept across her cheeks, but Nangong Luo Jing couldn't help but tremble.

Jing'er, Lan Lingxuan said a long word, and the only thing Nangong Luo Jing cared about was to hear the last light call, hesitate slightly, and then, raise his hand to expel the fingers that stayed on his cheeks: "Don't believe" The cold words were lukewarm, and they couldn't help but chill when they heard it.

Lan Lingxuan put down his hand helplessly, lowered his eyes, and a burst of loss dissolved in his heart, and he was stunned.

Ran Bing said coldly, was she annoyed that he lied to her.

Nangong Luo Jing glanced at him a few times, and said coldly: "If the prince is speechless, then please leave Luo Yuan, Luo Jing is tired and wants to rest."

"Why don't you believe it" The man asked in a low voice, his eyes drooping slightly, so that Nangong Luo Jing could not see the fluctuations in his eyes at this time, and the hand placed on the woman's slender and soft waist gradually drooped.

"How does the prince want Luo Jing to believe it" Nangong Luo Jing saw that he put down his hand, so he slowly took a few steps back, retreated to the guqin, and then slowly raised his eyes to look at the man who looked down.

"I don't believe it, if it's me, I don't believe it either" An indifferent voice overflowed, Lan Lingxuan was lonely by the window, his eyes moved slightly, as if he was smiling or laughing, he couldn't tell whether he was sad or self-deprecating.

Looking at Lan Lingxuan's appearance at this time, although Nangong Luo Jing already knew in his heart that his tone just now was a little heavy, but he deceived himself first, if he wanted to blame, he could only blame himself.

"Tomorrow" Lan Lingxuan thought about it a few times, and finally spoke: "I'm about to leave for Dongyang" was indifferent in his words, but there was an inexplicable sense of loneliness.

The wind swept through the window lattice, with a hint of haste, brushing the man's jade-like face, raising the man's silver-white hair, and staring at the woman's face with black eyes, hoping for a slight change.

"Well, then Luo Jing wishes the prince a smooth journey" Nangong Luo Jing just glanced at Lan Lingxuan indifferently.

"Don't you care" Lan Lingxuan raised his voice slightly, his heart was sad, sour, and unwilling to be ignored by her.

"Why did the prince say this, Luo Jing didn't care about the prince, and it didn't matter" Nangong Luo Jing suddenly felt a little inexplicable, why did this Lan Lingxuan always seem to hold on to himself.

As soon as the word "you" came out, all the expectations were washed away.

Nangong Luo Jing looked at Lan Lingxuan very innocently, thinking to himself, what kind of situation is this now.

As soon as Nangong Luojing's voice fell, Yan'er's voice sounded outside the door, Nangong Luojing secretly breathed a sigh of relief, and said calmly: "What's the matter?"

Yan'er walked in slowly, lowered her head, and did not forget to observe the two people in the room out of the corner of her eye.

Bent down and said, "Princess Xiling has been waiting outside the garden for a long time, waiting for the princess to receive her."

Nangong Luojing's face was foggy, did these two people make an appointment, why did they get together again, and the pressure in his heart was heavier

"Sister Luo Jing~~~" Before Yan'er could go out to report, the warbler of Fengye rain sounded outside the door.

I have to sigh, I heard it before I saw it

I saw that outside the door, the woman was dressed in a pale pink brocade dress, and she was slowly walking in from outside the door with light steps, smiling at the things in the room, and when her eyes stayed on the man leaning against the window, the smile in her eyes grew stronger.

"It turns out that the eleventh prince is also here~~~" As soon as Feng Yeyu fell, Nangong Luo Jing was full of surprise.

How could it be that ,,, she also knew his identity,,, which means that she was the last one to know,,。

"Hmph" A cold sound suddenly sounded, and I saw the man by the window leave the window and walked towards Feng Yeyu: "Where the prince is, he will be there" The words were very displeased: "Does the princess even have to care where the prince is" walked to Nangong Luojing's side, and stopped walking.

"Of course this princess doesn't care where you go," Feng Yeyu said angrily, she hated others the most for saying she was nosy.

"That's good" Before Feng Yeyu could finish speaking, Lan Lingxuan took over.

Nangong Luojing ignored the two people in the room, walked straight to the guqin, pulled his hair, and sat down next to the guqin.

The face is hung with a relaxed and leisurely attitude.

Because since Feng Yeyu entered the room, Nangong Luojing felt that she could leave completely, because she knew that she would not have to speak anymore.

Sitting in front of the piano and flicking the strings that had fallen a trace of dust, Gu Zi was immersed in her own world, until she heard Feng Yeyu blurt out a sentence, her indifferent and wanton expression had a touch of redness, like a slight fire burning her face.

"This princess hasn't finished yet" Feng Yeyu's delicate face, her eyebrows frowned slightly: "Sister Luo Jing is the sister-in-law of this princess, this Luo Yuan can come if you want to"