"The world" groaned lightly, Nangong Luo Jing stared at the pair of phoenix eyes full of truth, and suddenly lost his mind.

"Even if he wants to spoil you alone, it's hard to guarantee that the world will agree" Somehow the man's voice sneaked out, and she remembered that when she said that, there was contempt, mockery, and affirmation.

"What does the love of the ridiculous king of the world have to do with this world," she asked, squinting and lazily.

"Relevant is related, and some things in the world are so ridiculous"

She answered, but never told her what the relationship was.

Thoughts drift to this point, and the taste is humane

"Don't want to" saw the pair of eyes staring at him but dilated so that people couldn't see through, his fingertips wrapped around her hair, and asked faintly.

Nangong Luo Jing stared at him, shook his head, and then changed his posture, leaned on Feng Yihan's shoulder, and said faintly: "Secret" followed by a light laugh.

In fact, God's thoughts seem to be reluctant to mention what he has just thought, so he avoids answering.

"Secret" Feng Yihan grabbed the person in his arms, wrapped his fingers around the woman, and smiled: "How can you and I have a secret?"

The person in his arms closed his eyes, just smiled, and did not respond, Feng Yihan looked at Nangong Luo Jing like this, and had no choice but to give up and stop asking.

Just staring at the place where the ten fingers intertwined, I recalled the sentence that flashed in my mind that day, "The hand of the son, can you be with the son" There was a touch of evil smile on his handsome and dignified face, and the strength of the ten fingers around him was a little more powerful.

Time flew quietly, the sun was shining before getting into the carriage, and when he got off the carriage, it was already full of clouds, but to Nangong Luojing's surprise, he arrived at the palace in Nanguo in less than half a day.

What surprised Nangong Luojing even more was that although Nanguo was not stronger than Xiling, it could be called good compared to Weiguo, but Nanguo's palace was twice as large as Weiguo's palace, would this be an exaggeration.

"Oh, this should be the King of the West" The person who came forward, dressed in a gorgeous costume to show his extraordinary identity, but his appearance was rough, just like his words, he was very arrogant, disregarding etiquette, and his eyes were even more unscrupulous staring at the woman beside Feng Yihan.

However, the man next to him looked polite, and the two stood together, which really had to be compared with them

Although Feng Yihan didn't care about his vulgar words and deeds, she couldn't bear to have any man's eyes linger on her, so she moved in front of Nangong Luo Jing, and responded coldly.

After a few words, I realized that this person was Xiahou Fan, the eldest prince of the southern kingdom, and the person next to him was Xiahou Yi, the fourth prince of the southern kingdom.

Nangong Luo Jing looked at that Xiahou Fan, and couldn't help but sigh in his heart, could it be that the prince of the southern kingdom is like this, if it were him, it would be difficult for the southern kingdom to be overturned, and the hospitality of the southern kingdom is really up for debate.

Nangong Luojing glanced at the man beside her again, her face lost the gentleness she had long been accustomed to, and became cold, thinking in her heart: Feng Yihan is the king, and it should have been greeted by the king of the south in person, but I didn't expect that it was the prince of the south who was sent, I don't know if the king of the south is really too busy with government affairs, or if the king of the south wants to give Feng Yihan a dismount.

Without too much dialogue, Feng Yihan and Xiahou Fan led the way, and after everyone, the group entered the palace of the southern kingdom.

The pavilion and water pavilion are an indispensable landscape of palace buildings, the long road, the road can be called a silent and lifeless atmosphere, Nangong Luojing relies on the scenery of this road to pass the boredom in his heart.

"You all stop for this prince" to a lake, Xiahou Fan raised his voice and asked everyone to stop, and Dufeng Yihan was led by Xiahou Yi to the pavilion in the middle of the lake.

Nangong Luo Jing stepped forward and grabbed Feng Yihan's sleeve, and the doubts and worries in his heart were only revealed when he looked at him.

He hooked his lips, raised a smile, and said lightly, "Don't worry," and then glanced at Yun and Qin Yue, intending that they were going to stay by Nangong Luo Jing's side, and then raised his sleeves and left.

Before Feng Yihan stepped into the pavilion, the people in the pavilion had already stood up to greet him.

"This king has lost his welcome, today invited the king of the west to come, but he was unable to meet because of the entangled in government affairs, I hope the king of the west forgives" The person who came was the king of the south, the king of the south pretended to be helpless, full of smiles, but anyone can see that the smile is too hypocritical.

Feng Yi looked coldly, looked at the pavilion, the tea had already been prepared in the pavilion, and when he came, he had already dismissed all the waiters, hooked his lips and said: Oh, yes, the king of the south is really a good opportunity, this king is fortunate to see it today, it is really an eye-opener "He is hypocritical, but he will not meet him."

After hearing this, King Nan was not annoyed, but he laughed loudly: "The King of the West is laughing, how can this king be compared with the King of the West" As he spoke, he moved his eyes, his eyes fell on the woman standing by the water, and then said: "If it is really a beauty, no wonder Han'er can sacrifice her life to save her"

"Han'er, when did this king become so familiar with the king of the south," he sneered.

King Nan picked up the tea on the table, took a sip lightly, and replied with a smile: "This king is your uncle, why don't you know each other?"

Feng Yihan hooked his lips and smiled, stared at King Nan, and said faintly: "This king is not empty to catch up with King Nan, why don't King Nan say straight to the point."

"It really makes my uncle sad, okay" King Nan glanced at Feng Yihan meaningfully: "Then the king will go straight to the point"

"The King Listens"

"Half a month ago, the king of the east wanted to join forces with the king to deal with Xiling" The king of the south replaced the smile on Fang Cai's face and replaced it with a positive color.

"Oh, King Nan is really confessing" Feng Yihan raised his eyes, his face was still unshocked: "King Nan confessed like this, don't you want to tell this king that you disdain to cooperate with Dongyang"

"Of course this king disdains" Nan Wang said with a deep smile: "How can this king go against Han'er"

With a cold snort, Feng Yihan glanced at King Nan, and the coldness in his eyes became heavier: "I think King Nan has other plans for himself" Lan Lingxuan wanted to see what he wanted to do

"Han'er is satisfied that this king sent a portrait for Han'er, that is the first beauty in the south," Nanwang said as he said.

"Why do you have to do so much, it's not like Nanwang's style," Leng Yan continued.

"It's really hurtful, the beauty King West doesn't like it, then this world" I saw Nanwang raise his sleeves and wave, and several palace people who had been waiting outside the pavilion for a long time walked into the pavilion with a roll of things in their hands.