cold

Before she knew it, she had already silently recited his name a thousand times in her heart.

The more she felt the tenderness he gave, the more the pain in her heart spread.

The sadness in the eyes can be easily concealed in the moment when the eyes are closed.

She wanted to laugh and face him with her usual indifference, but then she realized that her smile was getting more and more abundant, and that almost sad feeling occupied her heart in a moment, forcing her to a desperate situation, and the sadness in her heart also surrounded her with nothing to hide

Unconsciously, the wetness in the corners of his eyes condensed into water droplets at the corners of his lips, and the bitter taste slowly flowed between his and hers.

The phoenix's eyes slowly opened, and the dark color between the eyes was so dark that no one could see a trace of emotion.

Maybe it's too complicated, or maybe he's at a loss

"Are you crying" He gasped and stopped, his slender fingers caressed the corners of her eyes, close to the thin lips, and the light kiss fell on the woman's slightly red cheeks, gently licking and wiping the crystal from the corners of the eyes, the movements were all so gentle, and then covered her ears, and whispered: "Don't think about anything, just close your eyes, cover your ears, no matter what, no one can influence the king's decision" This was what he said to her, and it was also his determination.

It seems to be getting colder and colder, and this year's winter seems to have come unusually early

For the people of Yizhou, which is located on the border of Xiling, this year's winter came early, but there is an unsworn posture.

The army of the southern kingdom invaded the villages on the edge of the city of Yizhou, forcibly captured and burned and killed, and did all kinds of evil, even if the Yizhou Yicheng Pass was guarded by Murong He, who was known as the first general of Xiling, the people outside the pass still could not escape the fate of their homes being destroyed and their wives separated.

In the Twilight Palace, Nangong Luo Jing sat at the table in a blue jacket and snow coat, and her beautiful eyes glanced at the paper she was holding in her hand intentionally or unintentionally, and there was a little hesitation in her eyes.

"Queen, this is" Yan'er, who was standing aside, looked at the hesitation on her master's face, and asked with some concern, I don't know when this letter appeared on the dresser, and I don't know who put it on it, and when she found it, she presented it to Nangong Luojing.

I don't know what was written in the letter, but after reading it, the gloom between her eyebrows only increased, and the solemn color in her eyes was even more indistinguishable.

Nangong Luo Jing didn't answer Yan'er's question, but approached the brazier placed in the corner of the wall, and placed the letter in the brazier, and in an instant, the flame ignited, and the edge of the white paper was blackened by the fire, and after a while, it was slowly swallowed by the flames.

Nangong Luo Jing stared at the paper and turned into ashes with his own eyes before turning around and walking towards the soft collapse, his face solemn but he didn't say a word.

Yan'er was by her side, even though she was worried, she couldn't do anything, but she was also struggling in her heart, whether she should go to report to the king immediately

The king had instructed that he should tell him anything in advance, so that the king could decide everything, but who would have thought that the person who delivered this letter was so powerful that he could avoid the eyes and ears of the many secret guards that the king had planted in the palace of Dusk, and blamed her for being too careless to find that there was such an anonymous letter on the dresser.

"Yan'er" sounded softly, Yan'er pulled back to her senses, looked at the woman with her eyes closed on the soft collapse, and bowed slightly to wait at the woman's side, waiting for her command.

The person on the soft collapse opened his eyes, sat up, and his eyes fell thoughtfully on the spark in the basin, and after a while, Nangong Luo Jing said slowly: "Prepare a set of casual clothes for the palace, and the palace will leave the palace."

As soon as the voice fell, Yan'er's heart suddenly lost her heart rhythm, and she was stunned for a moment, then hurriedly turned around to prepare, and before she took a few steps, a voice came from behind her: "Be careful, don't let the king know"

"Yes" Yan'er bowed respectfully and withdrew, her eyes struggling at a loss, making her feel uneasy.

After a stick of incense, there was a slender figure on the long corridor leading to the west gate of the palace, dressed in green clothes, with light makeup, and the woman's long hair slightly tied up fell neatly behind her, swaying rhythmically from side to side as the woman walked.

Not far away, a carriage was already waiting quietly on the side of the west gate, where no one had ever passed, and when the woman approached, the coachman and a man dressed as an attendant knelt on the ground.

I only heard someone say: "The master has been waiting for a long time, please get into the carriage"

Nangong Luojing glanced at the attendant and got into the carriage without hesitation, but Yan'er was stopped by the attendant and did not allow her to follow.

Yan'er looked at Nangong Luo Jing with an anxious face, but after Nangong Luo Jing cast a reassuring look, even if her heart was full of unwillingness and unwillingness, she also quieted down, standing in place and watching the carriage leave.

Nangong Luojing leaned on the soft back of the car with half-closed eyes, staring at the scenery outside the window that was rapidly retreating, and at this moment, the uneasiness in his heart seemed to dissipate a lot.

Recalling the handwriting in the letter, vigorous and powerful, the handwriting is upright and chic, which is very similar to Feng Yihan's handwriting

She didn't know whether she knew or didn't know his true intention to find her, but she knew that he had something to talk to her about, and she didn't want Feng Yihan to know.

Nangong Luojing's thoughts were pulled far away with the sound of the wheels, and as the sound of the wheels gradually subsided, her thoughts were gradually pulled back.

Through the curtain, the three words of Chenwangfu fell into the bottom of the eye.

Nangong Luojing narrowed his eyes slightly, looked at the plaque for a long time, and then got out of the carriage with the support of the attendants.

Passing through the main hall and bypassing the garden, Nangong Luo Jing looked at the structure in King Chen's mansion, and his face was full of surprise.

This Chenwang Mansion is not as magnificent as it sees, extravagant and excessive, and there is a cave in the palace that makes people shocked.

Every place in the palace of the king of Chen seems to have been carved with heart, ingenuity, with a few ingenuity when the heart is dedicated, the carving on the garden promenade is also to match the many rare flowers and plants planted in the garden, when approaching, suddenly thought that it was into the beauty of the fairyland that makes people feel like a dream.

Nangong Luo Jing admitted that he didn't know King Chen, but he learned from Feng Yihan that his royal brother didn't want power, didn't want any fame and fortune, and just wanted freedom, so he traveled all over the place all day long, presumably these strange flowers and plants were also brought back by him when he traveled

Nangong Luo Jing patronized and observed the scenery he saw along the way, and fell into his own contemplation, completely unaware that he had left behind many of the attendants who led the way.