The remnants of the candles are flickering, and the moon shadow is sparse.

The huge twilight palace was quiet, as if even the sound of the purple rain blooming and falling outside the window could be heard clearly.

In the darkness, Feng Yihan handed his hand in front of her, Nangong Luo Jing calmed his breath, looked at him in a daze, and then turned to the hand in front of him, and what was tightly held in the palm of his hand was a pill.

Antidote, it turns out, he didn't have what he expected

Immediately, a faint smile spread on the woman's lips, and there was an inexplicable sense of wonder in her heart, and all kinds of emotions mixed together must be indescribable.

"Why are you laughing" He reached out and stroked the silver hair that had been spread out, his movements were very gentle, but the smile between his eyebrows was a little demonic.

"You need a reason to laugh" She raised her eyebrows, and in an instant, her face was like an epiphany blooming at night, enchanting but elegant.

"No," he shifted his body, lay on his side beside her, propped up half of his face with one hand, reached out and rubbed her cheek, crossed the outline of the face, and said faintly, "Such a smile is only allowed to be revealed in front of this king."

"It's really domineering" Nangong Luo Jing stared at the cold and hard lines and said softly, but only she clearly knew that when she heard such words at this time, she had a different feeling in her heart.

"That's right" Nangong Luo Jing suddenly remembered the matter in the Nanguo Palace: "Why can the King of Nan let us go easily" did not ask for a city or a pool, nor did he embarrass them, although Feng Yihan is the king of Xiling, it is normal for the King of Nan to have scruples about his identity, but it is a little strange normally.

Hearing this, Feng Yihan stroked the hand on Nangong Luojing's face, and even the expression on his face stiffened a little, but it was only for a moment, and the next moment on that handsome face, the softness was still the same, but the coldness under his eyes could not be concealed, so that Nangong Luojing only felt a slight tremor in his heart, and closed his eyes suddenly, not daring to look at the coldness again.

"Don't think about it," he whispered in her ear, "King Nan saw that I was just reminiscing about the past, and had no other meaning," and then reached out to brush the place between her eyebrows.

"Reminiscing" the King of the South with him.

"Hmm" his voice came from a low ear, with a bit of etherealism: "He is the uncle of this king"

Uncle, Nangong Luo Jing never thought that Feng Yihan and Nanwang would have such a relationship.

"Surprised" phoenix eyes were half-open and looked at the woman beside him intentionally or unintentionally, and half-sounded, he finally smiled faintly: "King Nan is the elder brother of the concubine"

"That means that Han's mother is a princess of the southern country, and Han is also a person from the southern country."

"Hmm" Half of the blood on his body is the blood of the South, which is an indelible fact.

After the silence, Nangong Luo Jing couldn't hide his surprised expression, and looked at Feng Yihan in a daze, at this moment, he was closing his eyes, and the tiredness on his face was vividly incorporated into her eyes, and the words he wanted to say were swallowed back into his stomach, silently looking at the person in front of him who was about to become her husband.

She smiled and looked at the sleeping face in front of her, and when her eyes stayed between the eyebrows, she couldn't help but raise her hand to smooth out the wrinkles between the eyebrows, thinking that he was really tired, and he didn't even forget to frown when he slept

She lay on her side, snuggling up to him, wordless peace of mind, wordless satisfaction.

The silver hair is entangled, and it is difficult to tell who it belongs to.

I only know that he dreamed with her this night

In the spring of the fourth year of the Western Era, the king of the West married the three princesses of Weiguo, and established her as Xiling, and awarded her the phoenix seal.

The spring of this year seems to be extraordinarily vibrant, Xiling is still prosperous, and as an ally of Xiling, the people are getting richer and richer.

Everyone in Weiguo knows about it, and everyone knows that it is the princess who brought such prosperity to Weiguo.

And this prosperity only lasted half a year.

The smoke rises, the war is burning, and the beauties of the rivers and mountains since ancient times are as the ancient saying goes, and the fish and the bear's paw cannot be both.

The beauty smiles, the gentleman is drunk, looking forward to the circulation, and the heart is intoxicating.

In the world, those who are capable live in it, and those who are capable can win the world, whether they can also get beauties.

Smiling at the rivers and looking at the world, who is together.

The high place is cold, whether it is known to the king.

In the blink of an eye, it was autumn twilight, and Nangong Luo Jing leaned on the railing of the Fengwan Pavilion, watching the scarlet scarlet falling down, and his eyes showed a little comfort from time to time.

The autumn twilight was so fast, and everything seemed to be yesterday at that time.

Gorgeous clothes, bright palace.

Under the envy of the people, above the high position, he and her hand in hand, step by step up the golden steps, she and he looked down on the ministers, since that day, how many people flattered her, how many people called her a thousand years old, and countless people called her queen.

Yes, after that day, she is the queen of Xiling, and she is the king who would rather set up the harem for her and spoil her alone, in the eyes of other women, what a great honor this should be

Under one man, above ten thousand.

The queen disdains this title, this identity is only because her husband is the king of a country, and the person she loves is the king of Xiling, nothing more.

"Yeyu has seen the queen, how can the queen sit here alone" The slightly cold voice behind her sounded, Nangong Luojing immediately gathered her thoughts, turned around, looked at the person who came, and smiled lightly: "Excuse me, Ye'er, you are here" In the past half a year, she has little communication with Feng Yeyu, and she no longer shows a heartfelt smile in front of her like before, and the reason for this is clearer than anyone else.

"What is the matter with the queen summoning Yeyu" Feng Yeyu raised her eyebrows, looking at the scarlet outside the pavilion, but she never kept her eyes on the woman's body for a moment, she couldn't face her and saw her, she would think of the poor woman, and she would also think of the man who broke her heart.

Nangong Luo Jing waved his sleeves, and Yan'er, who was guarding outside the pavilion, entered the pavilion, Nangong Luo Jing moved to Yan'er's side, took the brocade robe in Yan'er's hand, waved his hand, and bloomed silkily: "This dress is specially made by me for Ye'er, and it will be Ye'er's birthday banquet in a few days, I hope that Ye'er can wear this dress that day" Nangong Luo Jing said, and handed the clothes to Feng Yeyu.

"I don't want it" Feng Yeyu glanced coldly at the purple dress, which was her favorite color and her favorite Su Jin, but no matter how much she liked it, she never wanted to show it in front of her.

"Princess, this is the queen's specially designed clothes, and the patterns on this dress are all embroidered by the queen's own hands" The second half of the sentence was interrupted before he could finish speaking.

"Presumptuous, the master is talking, where can you talk like a palace maid" Feng Yeyu glared at Yan'er fiercely, and her anger could not be hidden.