When Situ Yuli hurriedly left Feng Yeyu's dormitory, it was already early.

Even the dim palace lamps on both sides of the corridor were lit up, and as I walked back to the way I came, I felt the desolation in my heart even more than when I saw the woman with a face like pear blossoms and rain.

In front of Feng Yeyu, the throbbing that suddenly arose in her heart was still in her heart, and she was just a little close, almost a little bit before she cruelly faded away the disguise that she thought was carefully designed.

But even if she fled, she still couldn't hide the waves that surged in her chest.

She also had to admit that she was still the original Situ Yuli, and no matter how she pretended, she couldn't change this fact.

Along the way, all the way, she thought she would forget the way she came, but it turned out that she was still able to walk back by herself without the slightest consciousness.

Waved away the palace people who followed closely behind her, and she entered the room alone, but as soon as she stepped into the room, she felt a cold wind blowing in her face, and the lights that were originally on in the room were blown out by the wind.

The vigilance in her heart arose, and she immediately reached out to close the door tightly, and called out "Lord Lord" firmly

It was still darkness, and the visitor snorted, and there was only a dead silence in the room.

Situ Yuli waited quietly for the man to speak, even if he didn't have the slightest heart to listen to what he had to say

"Why don't you speak," the one in the darkness was also waiting for her to speak.

"The lord came to see Yuli today" After thinking for a moment, she slowly opened her mouth, the complexity of her heart made her lose her square inch, and she didn't have any extra thoughts to speculate on this man's frequent appearance.

The reason why she obeys him is only because she shares a common purpose with him.

"Why haven't you been drugged?" a faint voice fell, with a hint of reproach.

"Because I don't have a chance to do it today," she answered his question mechanically.

"Chance, isn't it rare for you to see him today, how can you not have a chance" The voice in the darkness was a little angry, but to Situ Yuli's ears, such anger seemed to be a little inexplicable.

"I" opened her mouth again and again, and she glanced at the glimmer of light that came through the window, and suddenly lost her mind.

There was no chance, he didn't want her to get close to her at all, and such an indifferent sense of alienation hit her heart and flooded her heart, and this alone made her already know where to be, let alone where she started to take the drug.

"Situ Yuli, you remember" The low voice revealed a bit of cruelty, the light that passed through the darkness could not be seen, but she could feel the cold of the cold people surrounding her vividly: "The deity will only give you another three days, if you haven't been drugged, don't blame the deity's subordinates for being merciless" The words fell, and the dangerous atmosphere instantly spread throughout the room.

"Yes, Yuli knows" She bowed slightly, tucked her sleeves, and hid the bag of small things very well, her mind was blank.

The oppressive atmosphere dissipated for a few minutes, and there was a dead silence in the room again, Situ Yuli twisted his eyebrows and felt the aura around him, only to feel that the person in the darkness seemed to have left, so he took a slow step, picked up the fire on the table and lit the extinguished candle.

The light danced slightly, illuminating the room unusually warm.

The figure elongated by the light struggled like the owner of the shadow.

The hazy sky was covered with dark gray clouds as if it were about to rain.

On the corridor, a group of people were walking slowly, led by a woman in a light pink gauze skirt, and the palace people who followed behind the woman also held plates of delicate and delicious delicacies in their hands.

However, not far away, you can see the high hanging plaque engraved with three big characters, Longyang Palace, from a distance, the palace door is tightly closed.

Situ Yuli frowned, and then quickened his steps and walked forward.

In front of the palace: "The servants have seen Princess Yijin" The guards and palace people who were guarding the palace saw that the person who came was Mo Yijin, the righteous daughter sent by the King of South to envoy Xiling, and they saluted one after another.

"Get up" The woman smiled, with a smile on her face, which naturally won the favor of these minions for "this woman is not only beautiful but also approachable".

"Princess, please stop, the king has a life to see no one today" Although she won favor, she still couldn't let her pass.

However, Situ Yuli had already expected this trick, so he smiled and said: "This palace is ordered by my father to ask to see the king of the west, and I am tired of informing the king of the west."

The palace man frowned in embarrassment, but when he saw the faint urgency on the woman's delicate face, he entered the hall with a hard head.

After a while, he walked out of the palace gate, walked up to Situ Yuli and replied: "The king invites the princess to enter the palace, but they are not allowed to enter" The tone of the palace people seemed to be a little more cautious than just now.

However, after hearing this, Situ Yuli's frowning brows tightened and loosened, and after thinking for a moment, he walked into the hall alone, and the golden pastry in his hand was still in the palm of his hand.

The door of the temple was tightly closed, bringing a gust of breeze that gently blew the skirt up.

She raised her head in a daze, staring at the man in front of her who was lazily half-leaning on the soft collapse, and the dim light made that beautiful face more and more handsome.

The half-oblique body leaned back on the cushion behind him, and the phoenix eyes that were tightly closed only slowly opened after that heavy squeak.

"Miss Mo" shallow flow through the silent air, with an unusual fresh air, but also with a man's unique magnetism.

"Yi Jin is in," she bowed her head and replied in a low voice, even though the name was not something she wanted to mention.

She couldn't bear to break the silence in this room, but the silence of this room gave her a fatal blow, and this silence made her hear even the pain of her heart being torn apart clearly.

Mo Yijin, Mo Yijin, has he ever noticed what kind of sorrow and sadness this name has.

"What, what advice does King Nan have" Feng Yi glanced lazily at the woman who bowed her head, a hint of fierceness flashed in her eyes, but there was still no trace of emotion on her face.

"No, no, no" Hearing what he said, her heart beat out of its original rhythm, she didn't know what kind of mood he was in when he said it, she only knew that he still remembered that incident, and it was a shame for him as a king: "The king of the south ordered someone to bring some cakes unique to the south, and Yi'er specially brought them to the king to taste"

"Oh, yes, Southland's pastry," he muttered as she spoke, his fingertips slicing over the glass cups that lay aside.

Circle after circle, tireless and busy, and it seems to be a little arbitrary, so that people can't see what kind of mood the owner of the finger has.

"Your Majesty" Situ Yuli looked at the man who was playing with the cup in his hand, and couldn't help but call out his mouth.

"Bring the things," he replied in a whisper.

Hearing this, Situ Yuli's heart gradually overflowed with a little joy, and he slowly walked to the man's side with the things in his hand.

From the moment she stepped into this hall, she deeply felt that his eyes had never left her, and his eyes had always stayed on her, what a fact that made her lose her heart rhythm, so because of the shyness in her heart, because of a trace of flattery in her heart, she always lowered her head and did not dare to look at Feng Yihan.

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