The sound was very soft, and just as the sound of the horses' hooves outside the car and the wheels suddenly became unusually noisy, the man's voice was easily muffled.

The pair of clear and traceless eyes opposite the phoenix eyes also had a trace of ripples, and there were doubts in her eyes, but not only in the eyes.

"Presumably, the King of the West wants this world more than anyone else," the voice of the King of the South rang in his ears again.

This is his weakness, but he knows it clearly

It is not easy to talk about the world, because it is difficult, so in the past three years, he has focused on political affairs, and has no distractions to make Xiling strong step by step, which can be as famous as Dongyang

That man, he said that he wanted him to look at the world, the master of this world, it will not be someone else, it will only be him Feng Yihan.

But that would hurt the woman in front of him, did he really do it?

"Cold, what did you think just now" or what was already said just now Nangong Luo Jing looked at Feng Yihan, the ripples in the blue waves continued, only Feng Yihan stared at her in a daze, no, not her, but through her, it seems that the face is cold and unusual, and it seems that the look is still the same, but the phoenix eyes have lost the brilliance of the past and become a little dim, and there is no longer the slightest indifference when looking forward to it, but faintly, without leaving a trace, there is more nervousness and loneliness, but his heart has long since drifted away: "Cold" The mood of wanting to change his thoughts is so engraved.

"No" The voice was soft and with a firmness that could not be ignored, and the phoenix's eyes suddenly became clear, no longer that hesitation, that hesitation: "After I go back, it is good to hold a post-closure ceremony."

He hugged her in his arms, and the sparkle in his eyes gradually became clear.

Even if he clearly knew that choosing one of the two would mean giving up the other, he couldn't bear it, he didn't want to, he wanted to hold both firmly in his hands, protect her under his wings, and control the country and the world in his hands.

He doesn't want to weigh the gains and losses, the country is picturesque, the beauty is like a flower, why should he weigh why the two can't have both

"The ceremony after the closure will be five days later, why should it be advanced" What was the person in front of him thinking, why did he suddenly feel so far away

"Because I'm afraid that Jing'er will leave my side again" There will be no third time, he whispered in her ear, the soft breath hit her neck, the breath was long, with the unique breath on his body, deeply stirring the string in Nangong Luo Jing's heart.

"Cold" fell with a soft groan, with a hint of pain in his voice, he seemed to rub her into his body, so that she even felt so difficult to breathe, but that kind of pain could not make the brain in a state of chaos at the moment clearer, but the soft breath made her body tremble slightly.

The blood was flowing in her body, and she felt it so clearly that Nangong Luo Jing frowned slightly, deliberately not paying attention to the inexplicable feeling on her body, but she didn't care about it, the abnormal temperature on her body, and the crimson on her cheeks, all of which reminded her that the poison of love had attacked.

"Antidote" She groaned softly, struggling out of Feng Yihan's arms, the feeling of heat on her body became more and more obvious, she couldn't let him feel strange about herself, and she didn't want him to see her like this, and if she didn't take the antidote, she didn't know what she would become

The person in her arms struggled, and Feng Yihan wrapped the hand around her body tighter: "Can you take Jing'er to the Dusk Jing Palace" His soft voice rippled in her ears, and the restlessness in her body deepened, and even the temperature on her face inadvertently rose high.

Her lips squirmed slightly, and then she felt the softness of her neck disappear suddenly, and then she heard the man's deep but magnetic voice, as if she was explaining something A moment later, she was carried by the man into the man's open enchantment.

When his mind was clear again, what fell into his eyes was the pale purple tent that seemed familiar, and the light pouring down from the candle flame in the palace veil was still so enchanting, and the butterflies on the bluestone and jade bricks danced more and more.

Twilight: He brought her to Twilight's Palace.

She raised her eyes and looked at the man who was holding her in her arms at this moment, the warm soft light reflected on his face, reflecting his eyes like waves, and the charming smile on the corner of his eyes made that handsome face so perfect.

He laid her down on the excessively soft bed, and just as she thought he would pull his hand away and let her go, a soft breath came over her, so unique that she didn't have to discern it to know it was his.

"Cold" Before she could say what she wanted to say, she was swallowed back, and a cold softness came up to her slightly open lips.

The surrounding light dimmed a little at that moment, and the faint light in the room illuminated the ambiguous atmosphere in the air.

She lay helplessly on the bed that was so soft that she wanted to sleep well, her brain was already "buzzing", a blank, transparent liquid gently moving in her body, his kiss was long and delicate, as if to hide his full tenderness little by little in this kiss, to every cell in her body.

The nimble tip of the tongue slowly rubbed her lips and easily probed into her mouth, unhurriedly teasing the tip of her tongue that had nowhere to dodge.

His kiss seemed to have a magical power, gradually smoothing out the inexplicable restlessness in her body, and gradually calming her heart with the infinite tenderness that came from the soft touch.

I don't know how long it took, his lips left hers, and the brilliance in those phoenix eyes was flying, even if the lights around her were extinguished, she could still notice the deep meaning overflowing in those eyes.

The love of the man to control the woman's coquettishness, the poisoned person will always be loyal to the broken body of the Wan Gu's words lingering in the ears.

The reason why he didn't give her the antidote was that Nangong Luojing gasped lightly, blinked, and stared intently at this suffocatingly beautiful face in the dark night.

He also stared at her, extremely serious, as if he wanted to imprint her deeply into his heart at a glance.

The wind that blew in from nowhere swayed gently around the curtain of the room, slowly falling and falling, and the transparent air also flowed slowly with the wind.