He didn't pay too much attention to the look on Mei'er's face when she left, and turned around to get her clothes and change them.

When Mei'er returned, she had already changed into a pale purple dress.

"Miss has already changed into clothes" Mei'er looked at Nangong Luo Jing with a surprised face, and only after Nangong Luo Jing was a little uncomfortable did she bow her head and say respectfully: "The king has ordered someone to prepare the clothes that Miss will wear today this morning."

As she spoke, Mei'er had already walked around the round table, and returned to Nangong Luojing's side with a piece of clothing in her hand: "Please change it on."

"The king has ordered, today's Miss Saitian must go" Seeing that Nangong Luojing's face was a little more reluctant, Mei'er's attitude was also a little tough, and she never thought of giving Nangong Luojing a trace of room to refuse.

Nangong Luo Jing looked at the firmness on Mei'er's face, and knew that all this Lan Lingxuan had already been properly arranged, and she was no longer given any room to refuse.

And Mei'er also clearly understands that it won't be long before this woman may become the owner of this harem.

Reaching out to brush the silkiness of the silk, twisting the good-looking brows, Nangong Luo Jing looked at the red dress and felt a little more confused in her heart, the gorgeous color was not what she liked, she had always liked plain, and the clothes in front of her really did not meet her preferences.

"Haven't you changed it on" Lan Lingxuan walked into Mengjing Xuan at some point, dressed in red with a glimmer of dazzling light, and staring at the person in the mirror as fixed as those beautiful and deep eyes.

He hooked his lips and smiled, dazzling and charming, with a trace of incomprehensible brilliance in his eyes, so that Nangong Luo Jing could clearly feel the tremor in the depths of his heart at a glance.

Mei'er saw Lan Lingxuan coming in and immediately saluted, but Nangong Luojing was still standing next to the dressing mirror, staring at the red figure that suddenly appeared in the mirror, she was stunned, the expression on her face instantly froze at that moment, and after a moment of distraction, Nangong Luojing glanced at the clothes in her hand, and her ignorant thoughts suddenly became a little clearer: "The king is in love, Luo Jing can't afford to wear this clothes, and" glancing at Mei'er on the side, her heart was a little concerned.

And Lan Lingxuan also ignored the expression on her face, walked to her side like no one else, bullied up, and wrapped around the slender waist, just with a little force, Nangong Luo Jing stumbled, and was hugged by him.

With a muffled snort, when Nangong Luo Jing wanted to say something, he wanted to break free of this embracing body, and was hugged tighter.

"No, what this king wants is you, and even if there is, you are the only person this king values, so don't try to run away, because I will hold on to it and never want to let go again" He was close to her ear, and said slowly, with certainty and domineering in his warm voice.

The hand gently brushed the smooth piece under the finger, and Mei'er, who was standing on the side, saw this, turned around with a blushing face and not disturbing the two people who hugged each other.

However, the seemingly affectionate scene, only Nangong Luojing knew that she was just a bystander.

"Even so, the ceremony of sacrificing to the sky is not the occasion that Luo Jing, a foreigner, should appear" The ceremony of sacrificing to the sky is an important day for the royal family, a grand ceremony that only the princes and ministers and the royal family can participate in, in terms of time, identity, how can she not attend such an occasion, not to mention, she is the queen of Xiling, if this matter is spread to Xiling, what will be the consequences, even she herself can't think of it, at that time, she and Feng Yihan really can't go back

"Thinking about him" noticed that the person in his arms stopped struggling, and even a little trance, a trace of annoyance arose in his heart, and he couldn't bear to vent his anger on her, so he had to turn into strength and hold her firmly in his arms, so that she had nowhere to escape.

"Do you have to cut me off" The body was paralyzed in the soft chest that scared her, listening to her own voice, even she could hear the tremor and weakness of the voice.

Repented, she really regretted it, she shouldn't have left, even if she left, she should have gone to another place, she shouldn't have come here.

"If it really cuts off your dead end, then I don't have to be afraid that you will run away and leave" If it really cuts off her dead end, he should be glad that he can keep her by his side forever, no longer have to be afraid, no longer have to use his brains to think about how to keep her by his side.

There was a silent silence, and she was embraced by the man's strong arms, and her heart was so empty that she didn't know what to say.

"Your Majesty, the time has come, the Queen Mother and the ministers are already waiting at the south gate" The sharp voice of the waiter outside the door sounded, and Lan Lingxuan let go of his tightly hugged body, turned his head to Mei'er who was standing on the side and said, "Wait for Miss Dress"

The voice fell, and he glanced at Nangong Luojing again, staring deeply, as if he was about to melt her into his fiery eyes, before turning around and leaving.

Looking at Lan Lingxuan's departing figure, for some reason, she only felt a sense of powerlessness in her heart.

Lan Lingxuan, Lan Lingxuan has three thousand weak water, why do you only care about me

"Miss, Miss" Mei'er's voice broke into Nangong Luojing's thoughts: "Let Mei'er wait for Miss to change her clothes" The woman smiled sweetly at her.

The words were still full of respect, but they were a little more timid than before, which made Nangong Luo Jing smile silently, presumably she regarded herself as Lan Lingxuan's favorite concubine.

Gathering his thoughts, Nangong Luo Jing nodded.

Changing into that bewitching red, when he stepped out of Mengjing Xuan, he saw the dazzling red standing proudly in the sun, and the golden brilliance poured on the man's body, like a thousand rays of light refracted out, making it impossible to look at it directly.

And the appearance of Nangong Luo Jing shocked the guards and palace people behind Lan Lingxuan even more.

The woman who walked out of Mengjing Xuan has a beautiful and refined temperament, which can be called a beautiful face, with a posture of helping the weak and helping the willows, her fair skin is lined with the red clothes, and there is a bit of weakness in the coldness, such a woman really can't take her eyes off.

Even though the waist-length hair was not too groomed, it could not hide the woman's light.

"Let's go" fell in a shallow voice, and under the sun, he slowly stretched out his hand towards her, ignoring the surrounding palace people and guards, and only saw this woman standing elegantly in his eyes, with an unspoken moving and charming gesture, her gestures had already touched his heart.

The golden light was overflowing, and Nangong Luo Jing only felt that the light stabbed her eyes vividly.

She lowered her eyes and stared at the hand that was outstretched to her, which was ignored in the air as if she were ignoring it.

"You are the first person this king wants to wait for" The low voice fell to his ears, picking up Nangong Luo Jing's wandering thoughts.

"Is that Luo Jing's honor or misfortune," she smiled, her eyes full of emptiness revealed at the right time.

When the words fell, his stretched brows suddenly wrinkled: "Of course it's lucky"

Like a childlike justification, he stared at her, only wanting to find a trace of himself in those empty eyes, but in vain

But he didn't believe it, he really didn't believe it, he would rather give up everything for her, the throne, the world, and even his life, why she still couldn't see him.

Reaching back to his hand with grace without a trace of embarrassment, Lan Lingxuan stared at her, only to feel that she standing in front of him at the moment was as illusory as a dream, and when she woke up from the dream, she would disappear.

He found that he could no longer control his emotions, and the anger in his heart swelled, and he no longer cared whether she wanted or not, and took her hand and walked down the steps.

As she walked, she was still worried about whether she would step on the air.

The deep voice of "watch your step" fell, and the hand that was held in his hand suddenly became a little obviously uncomfortable.

Following Lan Lingxuan's footsteps step by step, I don't know how long it took for Nangong Luo Jing to realize that he and Lan Lingxuan were already standing side by side in front of the main hall in front of the south gate.

The feeling of overlooking the ministers instantly occupied her mind, and standing on a high place, she clearly felt several eyes that were enough to kill shoot straight at her.

Taking a few steps back, Nangong Luojing wanted to retreat from the high rank, but unexpectedly, a big hand behind her stopped her back, preventing her from having any chance to hide.

Being "clamped" by him in his hands, Nangong Luojing had no way to retreat, so he had to stiffen himself and stand beside him, looking down at the group of ministers with him.

I saw that in the crowd, a small path was consciously separated, and the courtiers on both sides consciously retreated to both sides.

And the one who walked slowly in the middle of the pedestrian was the queen mother who made things difficult for Nangong Luo Jing everywhere, and a little anger could be vaguely seen on her charming face, which should be said to be well concealed, but the eyes full of anger betrayed the indifference and calmness between her gestures.

"What does Dongwang think will be the next result" Turning her eyes, she stared at the grim face, and the smile on her face became more and more perfect.

Nangong Luojing, are you too gloating, secretly said in your heart, your eyes were full of pride.

And at this moment, the turbulence in Lan Lingxuan's heart was even more difficult for her to see.

"She won't touch you, and I won't let her touch a hair of you" The cold voice fell, although she knew that Lan Lingxuan's words were not aimed at her, but when she heard it, a little chill suddenly arose on her body.

Nangong Luo Jing stood silently beside him, her eyes staring at the woman who came over, and her heart was also full of apprehension, she couldn't guess what would happen next.

Last night, the shocking secret she heard was something that only their "mother and son" knew, right?

Lan Lingxuan, there was a threshold in his heart that he couldn't pass.

I guess that feeling is still there

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