After the maids put down the things in their hands and retreated, Lin Xiying turned her back and walked straight to the soft collapse, picked up the purple robe that was folded flat, and then slowly walked towards Feng Yihan, the wind outside the window, quietly sneaked into this huge room, the wind in the early morning, a little cold, the light blue clothes on Lin Xiying's body were a little thin, her hair was brought up by the passing wind, her silver hair flew in the air, her eyes were so bright, he was a little lost.

I saw that Lin Xiying walked in front of him and saluted him, "Thank you for the coat of King Xi" She put on the gown made of good material with both hands, slightly lowered brows, long eyelashes, covering her eyes, she was so graceful to do that action, Feng Yihan took the coat, so soft, soft fabric, in an instant, it was scattered, drawing a beautiful arc between them, Feng Yihan picked up the gown, slender fingers on the purple dress, so matched, he slowly walked behind her, put on the gown for her, Lin Xiying's originally calm expression, slightly stunned, she felt the temperature of his palm, so soft, at this moment, the world seems to be only left with them, between them, not too many words, just, so silent, he put on a cloak for her, just that, why did it make her heart beat non-stop... Speed up··· Two flushes appeared on his face unconsciously.

You know, at this moment, I want to hold you in my arms... Feng Yihan was behind her who couldn't see, thinking silently in her heart, the clear outline of her face added a little soft color, Lin Xiying turned around, opened her lips lightly and said, "Thank you, King Xi." "The princess should understand the fact that in front of outsiders, you must hide it, you are the envoy of the country, and you are the princess of the country" Luo Jing understands. Hmmm... Wang, can you tell Luo Jing the answer?" Feng Yihan looked at the person in front of her, the softness on her face turned back to cold, could she only talk to me about this in her heart? ! His movements were so incomprehensible in front of Lin Xiying, but she didn't think too deeply, "Those clothes, ornaments, please take back the order of the King of the West, Luo Jing is very grateful for the reward of the King of the West." Feng Yihan looked at the rows of things on the table, and he said disdainfully, "Those things, I have a lot of Xiling, since the princess is not rare, whether you give it away or throw it away, you can dispose of it as the princess wants." There was anger in his words that could not be concealed. He didn't look at her again, leaving her to think about something he didn't know. "If the princess wants this king to help defend the country through difficulties, please listen to this king before this king makes up his mind!" Feng Yihan's voice was cold and trembling, Lin Xiying looked at his cold silhouette, she knew that she was threatening her, her eyes became colder, she didn't want to give in, but... Is there a need to let people have to be mermaids??? "Okay, Luo Jing obeys the King of the West! I don't know what the King of the West wants Luo Jing to do?" Feng Yihan didn't look at her again, he knew that making her accept his heart in this way seemed a little domineering and a little reluctant to her, but she was so stubborn that he was at a loss... He approached her, raised her beautiful chin, and said quietly, "This king wants the princess to accompany this king to go for a walk in the imperial garden... Princess, you shouldn't refuse, right?" Lin Xiying smiled coldly, her smile was mixed with sarcasm, and the coldness in her eyes made him want to escape. "Someone! wash the girl. His voice was so cold that when the maids waiting outside the door heard his voice, no one dared to slack off.

His slender figure, even the back has a nobility and elegance that cannot be concealed, when he comes to her, her heart will thump, and the intimate contact with him makes her so relieved, as if there is nothing to worry about in this world anymore, but now, he is threatening her with her country, her people, her future, Lin Xiying is surrounded by a group of maids, she sits in front of the mirror, her eyes are empty as if a bird imprisoned in a cage, a few days after coming here, it seems that after a few quarters, she suddenly wants to cry···

The maids who served her all admired the smoothness and whiteness of her skin, and she seemed to be in a human world, unable to distinguish the voices of the outside world. Feng Yihan stood behind her and looked at her in the mirror, the hollowness of her eyes, he didn't see it, but... I had no choice but to do that... It's true.

The makeup on her face is not thick, the faint rouge fits her face so well, the blush on her cheeks reflects her white tenderness and the innate softness of a woman, her lips exude a faint pink, the hairpin on her head is shining, it is so matched in that silver, the curvature of the corners of his mouth is so shallow, it is impossible to catch, the long silver hair is pulled up, but some, scattered on the shoulders. When the maids had changed her light blue dress and put on the fine dress he had chosen for her, he secretly ordered all the doors and windows to be closed, and then went out of the room. He could imagine how well she fit the dress, the only one in the world who fit the dress he chose.

After a while, the door creaked open, and the maids held up her long skirt for her, and she stood in front of him, she was so dazzling and moving, and the elegance was revealed, which was the most suitable dress for her, the gauze fluttered in the wind, and the fragrant shoulders had another charm in the haze, and her long hair blended with the long white dress, which was not tailor-made, but it fit so well.

Lin Xiying looked at Nangong Luojing in the mirror, and the gloom in his eyes suddenly shone brightly, but he lost his luster in an instant. She looked at the person slowly coming to the door, and she looked ahead with a blank face. Feng Yihan didn't pay attention to her facial expression, he took her hand, such a force, some domineering, some forced, but there was an irresistible momentum. Lin Xiying didn't resist, she let him drag her hand, and left the room one after the other, the skirt held up by the maids was ruthlessly in close contact with the earth, his slender hand held her white hand, in the eyes of others they were such a match, the maid followed closely behind them, but he retreated three feet back with a cold word, his face was unusually handsome, his face was like a crown of jade, like a seal like a carving, with a cold and perfect line and a pair of sharp eyes that can see the hearts of all people. The temperament of the king in him, even the king of Wei lost three points to him.

Walking out of Feng Yeyu's dormitory, Feng Yihan realized that his actions were a little ambiguous, so he let go of his grip tightly, they walked in this palace, aimlessly, along the way, the palace maids they met, the guards who patrolled, all were in awe of him, but when he saluted, his eyes would quietly look at the beautiful peach blossom beside him like a freshly blooming peach blossom, and she walked side by side with him, like a pair of golden boys and girls, envious of others...