"Princess" Lin Xiying turned around and saw that Ning Shuang was already kneeling on the ground, with some crying in her words, "Ning Shuang asked the princess to try her best to persuade the King of the West, Ning Shuang didn't want to defend the other children of the country, and lost their relatives like Ning Shuang... Frost begged the princess..." Lin Xiying slowly knelt on one knee, she touched the face full of tears on Ning Shuang's face, such cold tears, that memory must have made her very painful, "Good sister, sister promised you... Don't cry," she wiped her tears with her hand, then patted her on the back and comforted her, which she could do now.

"Miss, rest early, Wang..." In Yuyang Palace, Qing'er's voice faintly came from the room, under the warm lamp, a woman closed her eyes slightly, slender fingers, supporting her beautiful bar, her appearance is more soft and beautiful because of the light, she is Situ Yuli, her eyes are slightly closed, she is waiting for the man, the man who took away her heart, tonight, she made his favorite pastry for him, but he... Qing'er said that there was a beautiful woman beside him, she didn't believe it, no woman in this world could catch his heart, no one could... Why didn't he come, why... Under his cold appearance, there has never been tenderness, only that time, he said that she was like a reassuring pill, seeing her, his heart calmed down, and the heart that felt tired from government affairs seemed to become relieved... She just sat at the table like that, waiting for him, just waiting...

The night is getting deeper, but the heart can't calm down. Lin Xiying looked at the round moon outside the window, she was sleepy, the room was so quiet that there was only the sound of shallow breathing, she was not a melancholy woman, but, once she was so happy, she still remembered last year's Mid-Autumn Festival, she and her family lived this festival of reunion at home, she remembered that day, he and she could not see each other for a day, and at night they passed their thoughts through the phone, that night, she slept very sweetly, because she felt very happy. It was the first time I had a feeling of happiness... A shallow amplitude appeared at the corner of Lin Xiying's mouth. She crossed her hands over her chest, she didn't know how he was now, if she regretted choosing another her after she left? If she hadn't crossed, would she have dialed his number on a night like this and cried to him about how much she missed... Lin Xiying's vision slowly blurred, she knew that all these thoughts were just her own assumptions...

"Lin Xiying, you're enough, don't think about it, don't think about it..." She held her head and slowly squatted down, her voice filled with sadness, frustration, and loss that had been suppressed for a long, long time... She wanted to convince herself not to think about it again, not to reminisce about the past, because the memories could never go back. Her tears fell slowly, wet in the place illuminated by the moonlight, she sobbed slightly, her voice was very soft, but she was seen by another person in the dark, the afterglow of the moon illuminated his side face, the cold silhouette, in the cold moonlight, became even more cold, he frowned, looking at the helpless and sad back, he clenched his fists, he didn't know why she was so sad, helpless.

A space, a time, she is helpless, he can only look at her helplessness, how ironic it is... He wanted to watch her sleeping while she was asleep, and he wanted to secretly kiss her on her sleeping beautiful face... But he never thought that he had not participated in her life... This made him very annoyed, why was she crying, why on earth... He just stood where she couldn't see it, looking at her. It wasn't until she curled up in a deep sleep that he slowly approached her, watching the tears in the corners of her eyes slowly fall, glistening in the moonlight. He wiped away the tears for her, brushed away her tightly locked brows, and covered her with his clothes. These movements are so light, so careful, so gentle...

The other side of the sky is slowly occupied by the sun's radiance. Ning Shuang rubbed her eyes, her eyes looked at the beautiful red sandalwood bed, the bed was so neat that she didn't even move, she looked around, looking for the shadow of Lin Xiying, not far from the window, she saw Lin Xiying who was sleeping, so she carefully opened the door, gently closed the door, all these actions, even if it was so careful, but also Lin Xiying woke up from sleep, beautiful eyes, half-closed and half-closed, she patted her head, it actually hurt a little, she subconsciously looked out of the window, the sun was shining outside the window, it was autumn, the leaves on the trees were carried by the wind, and they slowly fell, she lifted the coat on her body, but suddenly found that this is a man's coat, the more I look at it, the more familiar it becomes, the purple robe... Yes, it's him, why did he come last night, why...

With a squeak, the door opened, Lin Xiying turned his head to look at several maids coming in one after another outside the door, they saluted her, and then stood neatly with the things in their hands, only to see a woman outside the door walked in, she made a palace salute in front of Lin Xiying, and said with her jaw: "The slave maid is to wash the girl at the will of the king." Lin Xiying slowly approached them, looking at the things in their hands, each of them was extremely beautiful, hair accessories, and gorgeous clothes. "Please reply to your king, and say that Luo Jing is not blessed to be treated like this, and I beg your pardon. Doubts appeared in the eyes of the maid, she looked at the woman in front of her, she did not pretend to be high, she did not have a fandelic face, she was so beautiful, such a woman, no wonder even their king... There were rumors this morning that the king rejected Miss Yuli because of a woman last night, and now she finally understands that Yuli has beauty, she is born with it, and it is better, and her unique temperament is not found by any woman in this palace.

"Why? It turns out that there are still people who refuse the king's reward?" A magnetic voice sounded outside the door, and I saw that all the maids and maids present knelt down, but Lin Xiying stood in the middle of the group of kneeling people, so noble, and there was no fear of color. Feng Yihan was dressed in white, lined with a beige dress, and the burgundy ribbon tied up part of his hair, still with a cold face, he looked at Lin Xiying, the long silver hair, scattered on her fragrant shoulders, she had no powder, and there was another beauty, Lin Xiying bowed slightly to him, "Please put away these rewards, Luo Jing doesn't need these" As soon as the words fell, Lin Xiying's eyes and Feng Yihan's gaze inadvertently intersected, Feng Yihan's expression was still so calm, he looked at the woman in front of him with interest, and then the corners of his mouth rose slightly, he waved his hand, signaling all the people in the room to retreat. Lin Xiying couldn't guess what he wanted to do...