Thinking that this was her own delusion, Nangong Luojing subconsciously glanced her head to another place, but she didn't expect that as soon as her head was turned around, she met a handsome face with a cold and somewhat smiling face.

She stared at the blazing eyes in a daze, those eyes were so deep and bottomless that people didn't dare to look at them anymore just by looking at them, as if they would see through their hearts after a long time.

So, Nangong Luo Jing once again put aside his eyes and stood sideways, making it impossible for him to look at himself like this.

But even so, Lan Lingxuan still stared at her, even if he didn't stare into her eyes, he could know the kind of complexity that was gradually growing in her heart.

He shook his hand and sighed softly, "You have something troublesome in your heart."

His face turned slightly sideways, and through the afterglow, Nangong Luo Jing saw the positive look on Lan Lingxuan's face at this moment, and secretly wondered in his heart.

Lan Lingxuan's ability to guess that she was upset was not something that made people feel surprised, but his appearance, and the smug look on his face when he appeared, as if there was something enough to make him laugh from the bottom of his heart.

"Sure enough, this king guessed right"

A voice with a hint of a smile came from behind him, and in the face of his pride and determination, Nangong Luo Jing ignored him, and still stood in place and listened to him.

"Today, you seem to like silence" Seeing her silence, Lan Lingxuan slowly walked to her side, he looked at her side face, looking at her eyes.

In the soft light, the long eyelashes cast a faint silhouette, and with the blink of those eyes, the silhouette slowly changed.

She has always been a beauty, captivating the country and the city, and even the silhouette makes people look more and more excited.

Pressing down the irrepressible surging feeling in his heart, he reached out and picked up the hair scattered on her shoulders, gently brought the strand of hair to his lips, and gently landed his kiss on the hair, and the tip of his nose was sucking on the faint fragrance that permeated the hair.

Because of the good smell, his eyes slowly closed.

His movements were very gentle, as if she would be hurt in the slightest bit.

And facing the man in front of him who looked intoxicated in front of him, Nangong Luojing had an indescribable feeling, and it was that complicated feeling that made her not reject his approach.

It's a little sour, it's a little sad, and there's something mixed in

Looking at his closed eyes, Nangong Luojing chewed on the feeling that arose in his heart.

She remembered that the last time Lan Lingxuan was here, there were some feelings in her heart that she didn't want to face, and she knew that she shouldn't let it develop anymore, but he appeared in front of her again, making that feeling wake up again, slowly changing her heart.

The indescribable feeling still overwhelmed her after all.

However, just as she was struggling within, the voice of the man who had disturbed her broke into her thoughts.

"What are you thinking?"

The sound made her suddenly wake up, and she subconsciously stepped back.

Her movements made Lan Lingxuan dare not grab the hair she had brushed in her hands, for fear of hurting her.

"Why is the king of the east here again today?"

The cold voice made this room a little chilly as she spoke, seeing her rejecting him like this, Lan Lingxuan couldn't help but hook the corners of his lips slightly, although there was a little smile on his face, but let the overflowing candle flame shine on the smiling face, that kind of smile made people feel only a trace of desolation and helplessness.

"You always like to ask this question" He opened his mouth faintly, although he never replaced the faint smile on his face, but Nangong Luo Jing knew that his words seemed to really hurt him.

"However, this king has never blamed you" He laughed, still laughing: "You can't forget the person who hurt you, you can't forget it."

It seems to be saying to her, and it seems to be his own words and self-talk.

No matter which one it is, Nangong Luojing knows that there is one thing he wants to say all the time, that is, the person she loves in her heart is still the person who hurt her, the person she misses, so that when she hears about Xiling's defeat, the shock in her heart is far beyond her own imagination, she is worried about him, worried about Xiling's people, all these feelings show that she still loves him, however, so what, her feelings for him have never changed, and his feelings have changed, or have they not changed

Since leaving Xiling, she didn't know how many times she had seen him, and she was very afraid that one day the memory in her mind would slowly degenerate, degraded to the point that she would forget his face.

Sometimes thinking about it makes her feel ridiculous.

The person she was thinking about didn't necessarily put her entirely in her heart, but she was thinking about him with all her heart.

It's really kind of ridiculous.

She laughed softly, her eyes became more and more soul-catching because of the smile, but there was also a sour feeling in the smile.

"Your smile is beautiful, but, for some reason, it makes my heart ache even more" He slowly stretched out his hand towards her, trying to touch the face that drove him mad, to smooth out the wrinkle between her brows.

The slightly cool touch invaded her face, Nangong Luo Jing did not resist his caress of herself, and she didn't know why she didn't resist, she only felt that his fingertips were cold, which made her feel a little uncomfortable, but she couldn't reject it, that feeling was not from the heart, but there was a feeling of involuntarily.

Slowly, her consciousness gradually dissipated, she couldn't exert any strength in her body, she only felt soft like a fairy, and her eyes became more and more heavy, her eyelids kept trying to close, she tried to restore her consciousness to normal, but she couldn't do it as if she had been given a ** technique, and even her consciousness was slowly out of her control, and finally she had to close her eyes.

He gently hugged the person in his arms, and there was still a smile in his eyes, but the smile became more pure than before.

His black pupils reflected the beautiful water lilies in front of him, and he gently arranged the hair scattered on her forehead, and then gently picked her up horizontally, especially gently.

He glanced out the window, it was the day of the full moon.

Looking at the full moon like that, his eyes couldn't help but slowly show a little soft brilliance because of the woman in his arms.

As the minutes passed, he held her as if waiting for something, until a few more figures appeared in the darkness, and he stepped forward to meet her.

In the darkness, after a few rustling sounds, the figure slowly disappeared into the night, and he also jumped away with the person in his arms as those black shadows disappeared.