"The old slave understands" sounded lightly, and he really had to cover Nangong Luojing's voice: "If the princess sees King Wei in the future, it means that it is time for the old slave to leave the princess."

There was no trace of ripple in her faint voice, and Aunt Wan spoke casually, but when she said these words, she knew better than anyone else how sad and heartbroken these words were.

Looking at the indifferent look on Aunt Wan's face, even if she wanted to see clearly how much helplessness was implied in this face full of indifference, it was in vain.

Leaving is not the result that Nangong Luojing wants, she just wants to know what happened back then to have the current situation, and combined with the fact that she has seen Aunt Wan since the beginning, Aunt Wan has never had the heart to harm her, even when she was poisoned by Concubine Yan, she already knew that this woman treated her well everywhere, and even tried to save her, but in the end, fortunately saved by Feng Yihan, she let go of her heart, because of all this, how could Nangong Luojing not feel the sincerity of Aunt Wan's treatment of herself, but the more she was like this, the more she couldn't hide the guilt in her heart, in other words, she was so curious about what happened back then, is because she is too obvious, too suspicious, and because it is the existence of that Xiahou Yi.

"I finally understand the reason why you don't want to say it, Aunt Wan" Shuangjian was filled with a hint of brilliance, and Nangong Luojing's words were full of lamentation.

"It's good that the princess understands, the old slave doesn't expect to stay with the princess for a long time, she just hopes that everything the old slave has done can dilute the guilt left in the old slave's heart in the past."

Speaking of which, Aunt Wan was already bowing down, as if she was reminiscing about the past, repenting of the past, seeing her like this, Nangong Luojing felt unspeakably uncomfortable in her heart, the matter that Aunt Wan concealed must be very important, so important that she could only remember the past with such a posture, with her such repentance, she seemed to be able to guess the size and seriousness of the matter.

"There are some things about guilt, Aunt Wan thinks that you alone can calm everything down by saying guilt?"

The bright eyes fell on her body, and Aunt Wan raised her eyes tremblingly, the woman's question in front of her made her not know how to answer, guilt, yes, what about guilt, the original mistake has been committed, and now I feel guilty, and it is too late to regret it: "I"

The hesitant words undoubtedly revealed the mood of Aunt Wan who wanted to speak at the moment but didn't know how to refute it.

Looking at Aunt Wan's remorse and shameful expression, Nangong Luojing closed her eyes and ignored it, turned her head to look away, she didn't want to see her look like that, seeing her show that look, her mind would always unconsciously depict the past, her remorse was especially obvious in front of her, with this, she seemed to be able to guess that these were related to her, related to her deceased mother, and all of this was caused by the woman in front of her who had been able to make her feel distressed, she didn't want to think about it, she really didn't want to think about it.

She didn't mean to let Aunt Wan tell her what happened back then, but she inadvertently wanted to use this topic to let Aunt Wan eliminate her curiosity about the room, and it was also to give them time to leave.

"Princess, it's windy here, princess, let's rest first" Aunt Wan's voice fell slowly, she looked at Nangong Luojing's side face and knew what she was thinking about thoughtfully but the wind outside the door was indeed very strong, and it was easy to catch a cold in autumn, and she didn't want her to get sick.

Nangong Luo Jing, who pulled back his thoughts, looked at Wan Gu looking at him worriedly, so he listened to her words, turned around and prepared to enter the room, as soon as the front foot left, Wan Gu followed behind him, worried about whether there was still anyone in the room, Nangong Luo Jing raised his hand to stop her from following.

Step by step into the room, the breeze swept into the empty room, with a little coolness, into the room, only the whirring sound of the wind passing through the hall, the room was already empty, very cold.

I don't know how they left and left.

Looking at the white gauze tent that rose and fell with the wind, Nangong Luojing's mind was still thinking about Lan Lingxuan and Feng Yihan's situation in this room, she couldn't imagine that this day had changed her fate again, everything had just begun.

After that day, Nangong Luo Jing never saw Feng Yihan or Lan Lingxuan again, and the people beside her, in addition to Aunt Wan, suddenly had an extra Qin Yue.

She didn't have to think about it to know that Feng Yihan must have arranged for her to stay by her side, and Qin Yue appeared by her side from time to time, which had already aroused Nanwang's suspicions, there was such a strong martial arts woman by her side, he was worried not only about his own safety, but also about her, worried that she would be taken away from here by her one day, and at that time, everything would be in vain, so just in case, Nanwang arranged a lot of guards around her, just in case.

It's just that because of Nangong Luojing's opposition, in desperation, Nanwang evacuated all the guards outside the room, but despite this, Nangong Luojing still couldn't escape the fate of being monitored.

"Princess, dinner is here" A familiar voice sounded, Nangong Luojing subconsciously looked at Aunt Wan outside the door, a smile appeared on her face, and then she got up.

Watching the maids bring the plates of dishes to the table, Nangong Luo Jing also sat at the table, but a trace of doubt flashed in his eyes.

"Please princess slow down"

The dishes were already served, so when Aunt Wan's voice sounded again, Nangong Luojing subconsciously looked at Aunt Wan, and couldn't understand what went wrong, she only knew that something was wrong.

"Why doesn't the princess afford chopsticks, could it be that there is something dirty on the old slave's face" Nangong Luojing was a little embarrassed to appear on her face, and hurriedly stretched out her left hand to stroke the side of her face, and a smile immediately appeared on her face.

The smile was still very faint, so faint that Nangong Luo Jing couldn't see anything wrong with her at all.

"Hmm" responded softly, and Nangong Luojing picked up his chopsticks.

The hunch of the sixth sense made Nangong Luojing's meal not good, and her appetite was already poor these days, and she just ate some food and put down the dishes and chopsticks.