Nangong Luo Jing didn't know how he got out of the Chenwang Mansion, and he didn't know why this day was so ever-changing, the bright scene in the morning was actually full of dark clouds in the afternoon, and he only knew that his mind was blank after leaving and seeing Feng Yichen.

The noise and laughter had long since been lost on the way here, and only the cold wind blew into the carriage from outside the curtain.

The coldness of the air made her feel that the air was so thin that it was difficult for her to breathe.

By the time I stepped out of the carriage, tiny droplets of water had already fallen from the sky.

Yan'er was still standing where she left, seeing Nangong Luojing coming back safe and sound, her delicate face couldn't hide her happiness, and after saying a few words, the two of them bypassed the Picking Garden and went to the Dusk Jing Palace.

Returning to the dormitory of the Dusk Palace, he changed into a green coat and a slightly light clothes, and then half leaned on the soft collapse and fell asleep for a while.

After calling Yan'er a few times, no one answered, so he got up on his own, found an umbrella by the door, and walked towards the outside of the Twilight Palace.

Alone with an umbrella, walking in the rain, the fine and dense raindrops hit the umbrella, when the wind rises, it hits the face, and the refreshing and cool feeling is a pleasure if it is in the summer.

Walking slowly along the stone road around the corridor, occasionally meeting a few palace people, thinking that they had never seen her, they did not salute, but looked at her with eyes full of surprise and strangeness.

After they passed, Nangong Luo Jing only hooked his lips and smiled lightly, and his smile was mixed with too many emotions that could not be distinguished.

Helpless, desolate, and even ironic, she is now more dazed than anyone else

She is the queen of Xiling, she has her responsibility, to protect this family, to protect everyone in this family, she knows that she should not be selfish, let alone selfish to let thousands of lives suffer in the disaster of war in the disaster of war, the pain of separation

Staring into the distance, Nangong Luo Jing raised her eyebrows, a trace of mockery climbed up to her magnificent lips, and murmured: Who in the world wants to share her husband with other women, if she is not involuntarily forced to do so, she will never let herself suffer such a grievance

In winter, the night always comes very early, and the lights in the palace are lit early.

Looking at the halo in the mist from afar, I suddenly felt a little more poetic and hazy.

Nangong Luojing looked at his feet, walking step by step, like a newborn baby toddler, bypassing the puddle on the ground, walking forward, and when he accidentally stepped on the stagnant water under his feet, he let out a laugh, so the depression in his heart was left behind in that laughter again and again.

When I returned to the Twilight Palace, the sky had already darkened, and the light in the Twilight Palace had already brightened, and the outside of the Twilight Palace was even more rare and lively, the guards held torches, searching for something along the corridor, and in front of the palace gate, the firelight was swaying, and the face full of coldness not only did not become soft because of this, on the contrary, it made people feel afraid.

The phoenix's eyes stared coldly at every part of the dark place, and thousands of them flowed, but finally stayed at the familiar figure not far away that made his heart ache.

He looked coldly at her with a thin placket under the umbrella, and the anger in her eyes she could imagine even if she couldn't see it from a distance.

Ignoring the fine rain, he strode forward, walked in front of her, grabbed her hand, and the oil-paper umbrella fell to the ground, gradually making countless splashes, dissolving the fine rain and falling without a trace.

The coldness of the drizzle on her face made her shrink slightly, and instead raised her eyes to look at the man who was holding her hand at the moment, her eyes stiffened for a moment, time seemed to freeze at this moment, her silver-white hair was full of tiny droplets, this proud and resolute back did not know how many times it appeared in her dreams, it was already extremely familiar, but why was it so strange and strange today that even her heart was faintly throbbing.

She lost her mind, and just stared at the man who appeared in front of her in a daze, and walked step by step with his footsteps.

Pulling her, not caring about the already surprised eyes in front of the Twilight Palace, he gave a few cold commands, and then pulled her into the dormitory of the Twilight Palace.

The bright light of the greenhouse, how dazzling, illuminated the tiny droplets on his body more and more crystalline, the tip of his nose was sour, and he felt that the water halo in his eyes gradually blurred his back.

He turned to face her, his silver hair was half-pulled up, dancing without wind, and his usual eyes were cold, tightly twisted thin eyebrows, and taut jaws.

lowered his eyes, waiting for the moment when his anger erupted, but he didn't expect that the bright purple sleeves were raised in front of him, and when he fell, the bright light in the dormitory dimmed instantly, and only a little spark was bubbling in the basin in the corner of the wall.

Without waiting for Nangong Luojing to adapt to this darkness, his waist tightened, his body suddenly took off, and his waist suddenly became a little warmer.

She was stunned, and even forgot how to place her hand for a while, and when he took a few steps horizontally with her, she hooked his neck woodenly, and in the dimness, she couldn't see his expression clearly, but the outline of his side face seemed to be covered by a layer of frost in the moonlight, and she was stunned for a while, and the familiar breath lingered from the soft place, and she leaned on that soft chest with a little hesitation.

Without saying a word, he picked her up and put her on the couch, in the dimness, she could still feel the coldness that gradually melted in those phoenix eyes, and after a moment of silence, a pair of warm hands reached out to her chest, and untied some of the cold clothes on her body for her.

"Cold" she sighed softly, and her lips were blocked when she wanted to say something, and all the words that should not be said and what should be said disappeared in his long and loving kiss.

She closed her eyes, only to feel the moistness in the corners of her eyes becoming more and more profound, and in an instant, she felt a warm wetness on her cheeks.

A gentle kiss fell on her cheek, sucking on the wetness, delicately wiping away the tears from those cheeks, and after a pause, he stared at her face, and in the dimness, she met his eyes, which revealed unbearable confusion.

She hooked her lips and smiled, in the dimness, the soft lips seemed to open a red lotus, enchanting but not losing a bit of dusty beauty, such a charm, such a style, his heart sank deep into it, he lowered his head and pressed her lips, the soft and hot feeling continued to stimulate her lips, she wrapped her neck around his neck, and responded to his kiss.

The tip of his tongue was entangled, and after he tossed and turned on her lips for a long time, he reluctantly left the softness, he kissed the side of her face, and the hot lips fell on her earlobe, and he took a bite, and instead, he whispered "Jing'er" The soft voice fell on the side of her ear, causing ripples in her heart for a while.

"Mm-hmm," she replied softly, only to feel his kiss slide all the way down to her neck and to her collarbone His hand caressed her back, and with a deep moan from her, it circled tighter, as if to rub her into his body alive

The beautiful spring color, the ambiguous whisper.

In the confusion, she chanted his name one after another, glad that he was so close to her and within reach.

She didn't have a dream, and he was her only dream