Her eyes fell on the group of people who appeared not far away, and at a glance she saw a purple dress, and the people who followed her did not include her eyes at all.

Ming Zihuayi, who was illuminated by the light and color, became more and more vivid and gorgeous, and the soft light illuminated some cold and hard lines on his face, which made the lines more and more soft, and there were a few wisps of tiredness on his face, as if he hadn't slept well for a few days, and she was a little distressed

When his eyes stared at him, he who was slowly walking towards her also noticed her gaze at this moment, the eyes that had been full of doting stares at her were now full of depth, and the cold color at the bottom of the eyes could stab her heart fiercely with just one glance, and then sadness rippled in her heart without a trace.

Yes, he has been angry with her for the past few days, but she is not suffering from the torment in her heart, who should she say to the pain in her heart that she guards the empty palace alone, and the room is full of magnificence, but it can't fill the hole in her heart.

However, she knew that all this was caused by herself, and who was to blame.

His misunderstanding, his chagrin, and his anger in recruiting several beauties that King Nan had dedicated to him into the palace were nothing more than revenge for her silence, nothing more.

"The slave has seen the king" A voice sounded, pulling back Nangong Luojing's thoughts, and as soon as he gathered his mind, he saw Qiao'er trembling and kneeling, his voice was a little nervous, and his eyes were already very low when Feng Yihan walked in front of Nangong Luojing.

"I've seen the king" Nangong Luo Jing blessed his body slightly, narrowed his eyes, and didn't look at Feng Yihan.

Feng Yihan saw her lowering her eyes, and the anger that had been precipitating in her heart in the past few days suddenly lost control.

"You all step down for this king" Ming Zi's robe was raised, and a trace of anger pressed into the palm of his hand.

Everyone was timid, so they knelt down and retreated according to their words.

There was a slightly cool touch from her wrist, Nangong Luojing was slightly stunned, raised her head suddenly, and met those bright eyes, those cold eyes were a little angry, but they seemed to hide a little unbearable, she knew that he couldn't bear to vent to her

"Go with this king" The cold voice fell, and the hand held on his wrist suddenly exerted a little force, and he walked in front of her without turning his head back, such a scene had happened in a certain place and at a certain time once upon a time.

The fog between her eyes gradually rose, she inhaled her nose, and said coldly: "The king has something to say to Luo Jing, so he will say it here."

"Why, this king can't talk to the queen in another place" He listened to the cold voice, his heart trembled slightly, when did she become so alienated from him

"The king is busy with state affairs, Luo Jing is afraid that he will delay the time for the king to deal with political affairs" She tried to break free of the somewhat painful hand that pulled her wrist, but she didn't want to, the more she wanted to escape, the tighter he grabbed her.

"Okay, if you want to say it here, then say it here" His slightly raised voice was low and hoarse, and there was a bit of invisible pain in that voice, and Nangong Luojing, who listened to it, had to bow his head fiercely, not daring to look into his eyes for a moment.

"Tell the truth to this king" told him what he wanted to know, he wanted to listen to her explanation, after escaping for so many days, he couldn't escape the torment in his heart, he thought about her madly, and thought of her madly, but every time he thought of her, he would think of the unknown relationship between her and Feng Yichen.

"The truth, what does the king know" She smiled coldly, the warm light sprinkled on the soft lips but could not resist the coldness in her heart, why

"What did he say to you, what did he say to you, would you say something like that" He turned around, lightly opened his lips, stared at the cold color of her face and said the doubts in his heart, the softness and warmth of his fingertips touched, made him a little fallen.

"King Chen didn't say anything, just invited Luo Jing to go to King Chen's mansion to talk, the king thought too much" She turned her head, staring at the soft light that was shattered, and was stunned.

The breeze blew gently, lingering through the corridor, refusing to leave, the silver hair rose with the wind, and the slightest coldness in the wind made the atmosphere a little deadlocked.

She lowered her eyes, and he stared at her.

After a long time, a voice of "Do you want this king to admit it personally, this king is a useless person" As the wind fell on Nangong Luojing's ears, there was a bit of bitterness and self-blame in her voice, and her heart sank.

She raised her eyes, a few traces of sadness flashed in her eyes, her heart suddenly surged, and the hand hidden in her sleeve clenched into a fist.

I struggled with this sentence in my heart: It's not like this, it's not that he's not a useless person

"Why do you want to depreciate yourself like this, the king'''''' I don't know how long it took, she spoke lightly, looked at him with a little lighter eyes, and pulled a smile, but with full of firmness: "Jing'er is the queen of the cold, the queen of Xiling, the people of Xiling are the people of the cold, and they are the people of Jing'er, and Jing'er should do her best to ensure that they are well-thought-out" Who called her Xiling's queen, who called her not an ordinary woman, was born in the royal family, married a king with the world in mind, and met him again

To ensure that they are thorough, Feng Yihan reduced the strength of his grip on her wrist a little, the coldness in his eyes gradually dissolved, and the full tenderness dissolved in his eyes, he looked at her in front of him, he wanted to ask more, then are you wronged

The ministers wrote to ask for another side concubine, but he refused.

The people's complaints arose, and he also turned a deaf ear.

Feng Yichen's words had shaken him, but after all, he still kept the oath he had made to her.

But now she was willing to let him break it, willing to give up the promise he had made to her, her pain, the wound in her heart, how he wanted to fill it was useless for him, and he wanted her to destroy the oath under the moon that day.

Thinking like this, the feeling of distress spread in Feng Yihan's heart, the softness under the fingertips trembled slightly, and the little brilliance in those bright eyes, lined with the bright light, reflected the beautiful and amazing light.

"Han promised Jing'er" He reached out and put his hand around her shoulder, taking her into his arms, his voice was filled with deep guilt, and the dark color in his phoenix eyes suddenly became a little deeper and deeper: "Han has not forgotten his promise to Jing'er" Even though he has to face many difficulties today, the oath under the moon should be unforgettable.

The familiar breath instantly lingered on the tip of her nose, Nangong Luojing closed her eyes, and let him hug herself tightly in her arms, feeling the warmth from him, she didn't know that she was so eager for the warmth he brought to herself.