Chapter Twenty-Nine: The Man of the Heart

"Revenge" She smiled contemptuously: "Concubine Yan, even if your Liu'er is dead, maybe you won't be able to look at it" She lowered her eyes and sighed with regret.

"Shut up, I won't allow you to curse Liu'er" The eyes of the man in the wheelchair were full of anger, like fire erupting.

She was not allowed to curse her Ryu'er to death,,。

"He used his last strength to protect you, and finally ended up dead without a place to be buried, do you think he wants you to take revenge?"

"Nangong Luojing, do you think I will stop if you say this, don't think" She smiled coldly, and a few coldness flashed in her eyes in an instant: "Liu'er's death, no matter what, he will bear all the responsibility, and you" She looked at Nangong Luojing lightly, and said faintly: "You are the woman he wants, if he wants it, I will destroy it"

"You" is really stubborn, Nangong Luo Jing bit his lip and squeezed out the word from between his teeth.

"The poison of love, the poison is that a woman can only be moved by the person who breaks her body, I want to see what he will do when he Feng Yihan can't get what he wants" When the words fell, she laughed loudly, and her sense of freedom rose spontaneously.

Nangong Luo Jing curled up the slender fingers in her sleeve, bit her lip, and looked at the person in front of her, she had indescribable pity, she was pathetic, blinded by hatred, in addition to hate, there was only hatred left, Liu'er her son should be cold, exchange her life for her life, but she didn't know how to cherish it

"Papa" Concubine Yan clapped her palms, and saw a few strong men coming in at the door, all of them smiling, staring at Nangong Luojing with unrestrictive eyes.

"What a beauty" One of the strong men hooked Nangong Luojing's cheek with his gaze in a daze, rubbing his hands back and forth, looking eager to try.

Nangong Luojing hugged his body, rubbed his arms, subsided the pimples that suddenly appeared on his body, and gasped and said, "He won't let you go."

"You have to serve this beautiful woman who has captivated the country and the city, if you don't serve well, the princess won't agree" Ignoring Nangong Luojing's words, Concubine Yan looked sideways, looked at the strong men and ordered, then turned around and walked towards the door.

The strong men who received the order bowed their jaws, turned their faces to hue, stared at the prey that was about to arrive in front of them, step by step, and slowly approached.

Nangong Luojing curled up and stepped back a few times, the panic in her eyes could not be concealed no matter how indifferent she was.

A strong man took a step forward and stretched out his hand, wanting to grab Nangong Luojing, but was dodged by Nangong Luojing's spirit.

The light yarn danced, her silver hair fluttered, her eyes were flustered, and her slender hands tightly grasped the placket of her clothes: "What do you want to do?"

Panicked, chaotic, she didn't want anyone but him to touch her.

"The big beauty, let me ask you about the fragrance on your body" A strong man stared at Nangong Luojing with a flirtatious face, his eyes glancing at the woman's delicate figure, such a stunner let him meet, even if he let his peony flower die and become a ghost, it will be romantic

"Don't come here," Nangong grabbed the thing next to him and hit the man who was bullying him

The man screamed in pain, and drank: "You dare to hit me" He snatched the hard object from her hand and grabbed the soft hand with his big hand.

Nangong Luo Jing struggled in panic, but the other hand was grabbed by another person, and his body was forced to fall on the bed.

The man lay on top of her, his rapid snort sprayed on Nangong Luojing's face, and he smiled vulgarly, Nangong Luojing struggled, but was tightly grabbed by his hands and feet, unable to move.

Nangong Luo Jing stopped struggling, his eyes were full of coldness, and the pain that came from the palm of his hand hit his heart, and the sadness also came.

Where is the man who said he wanted to protect her now, and why is she alone in fear of bearing it when she needs him.

The strong men laughed with contempt, as if the little lamb could not escape their hands.

"Beauty, let Uncle Ben hurt you well~~~" A lewd smile came out of the man's mouth, and after he finished speaking, his palm rubbed against the softness on the woman's chest, and he wanted to touch Nangong Luojing's lips.

Nangong Luojing frowned violently, his eyes were full of water, and finally condensed into droplets, and the cold liquid swept across his cheeks.

There was only the shadow of this person in Han's mind, and he knew the humiliation she suffered at this moment.

The strong man's breath was getting closer and closer, and when he was about to win the beauty's fragrant kiss, he saw a jade fan separated from his lips and lips and fingertips, and before the strong man could react, he was shaken open by a palm wind from the comer, and his head hit the wall heavily.

Nangong Luo Jing looked at the person who came, and the wetness in her eyes couldn't stop overflowing, and the person who came looked at her was slightly stunned, and the pain came to her heart, and the coldness in her eyes turned into a little softness when she met her eyes.

The strong man next to him saw that someone was coming to sabotage their good deeds, so they swarmed up, and Nangong Luo Jing just wanted to remind the person, when he heard a few screams coming from his ears, and there were two people standing behind them.

Dressed in white robes, with silver hair in a slight bundle, his face is like a crown of jade, handsome and extraordinary.

"Cold" She opened her lips lightly, her eyes had already condensed into water droplets, and the experience just now made her mind confused, the pain on her wrist was still there, and the person in front of her was real.

The man took a step, his phoenix eyes stared at the woman in front of him, and the feeling of distress in his heart became a little more profound.

Hibiscus noodles, pear blossom tears, heartbreaking, heartbreaking.

The slightly cool fingertips covered her cheeks, gently wiping the tears that fell wantonly for her, and the pity melted between her eyes.

"Hanhan" she called his name in a blur of her eyes, no longer caring about any reserve, threw herself into his arms and cried, a thousand words turned into tears, she had too many words, too long thoughts to confide in him, at this moment, she felt that all the suffering she had suffered these days was gone.

"It's okay, it's okay" He gently stroked her back and rubbed her into his arms, and the distress couldn't be dissolved in his eyes: "It's okay for you to be injured, I will let her come back a hundred times a thousand times" The low voice was cold and lukewarm.

"Your Majesty, this place is not suitable for a long time, please leave quickly" Yun reminded on the side, the woman whose eyes fell on Feng Yihan's arms, tears and pear blossoms, was indeed distressing, his eyes glanced at the woman beside him, and the deep meaning in his eyes was not even discovered by himself.

"Feng Yihan knows that this is the junction of Xiling and the south, and the Yufeng Forest in front of it is the border of the south, and the situation between Xiling and the south is delicate.