She lowered her head and walked slowly towards him, even the broken steps under her feet brought a hint of excitement.

"Like, really like" moaned softly, the deep voice with a hint of playfulness.

She raised her head suddenly, and the phoenix eyes that greeted her were invisible, deep, and difficult to discern the background.

Collecting the panic in her heart, she slowly walked to his side, handed the plate in her hand to Feng Yihan, and said with her head bowed: "Yi'er doesn't understand, why everyone in the palace thinks that Yi'er is very much like the person in the hearts of the king and everyone, but Yi'er knows very well that Yi'er is Yi'er, no one can replace it, and it doesn't mean that it looks like someone, it's that person."

It's just that after her words fell, she no longer heard the man in front of her speak.

The wind flowed the freshness of the room, mixed with the fragrance of purple rain, and everything returned to its original tranquility.

"People are similar, things are the same, and things in the world really have such coincidences" is still so calm that people can't feel a trace of undulating voice, he looked at her lightly, and a smile flashed in his eyes, with a sinking evil charm.

"As long as the king believes that there really is something in this world" The voice stopped abruptly, because of the sudden force in her hand, her body leaned forward abruptly, and when she reacted, she had fallen into a soft embrace.

The man's masculinity slowly bypassed, and she raised her head in a daze, her face already flushed.

"Yi'er, what do you want this king to believe" His lips opened slightly, he hooked his lips slightly, and the soft piece of cool fingertips against the woman's forehead.

A cool touch came to her lower forehead, pulling her lost thoughts back little by little.

The handsome face in front of her, magnified countless times, was the person she had been thinking about for a long time, she was panicked and helpless, so she was in his arms at this moment, which was something she had dreamed of for a long time

However, at this moment, her heart was complicated, and she didn't know how to discern her true feelings, and she was powerless to discern them, so she only prayed to God to stop this moment of time

"If the king believes that there is such a coincidence in this world, then Yi'er is just Yi'er" Unconsciously, her voice also contained a hint of invisible coquettishness, such an intimate distance, so that her heart began to fluctuate.

"This King Believes"

There was extreme bewitchment in her voice, and a soft voice made her hear a trace of softness that Feng Yihan had never had, so gentle He said that he believed what she said, and believed that she was Mo Yijin.

If it was a dream, then she would never wake up again, really.

Those phoenix eyes were smiling at this time, just like the gentle and heartfelt smile she had seen him smile at her, but she didn't see that when those eyes moved away, the coldness between their eyes was enough to freeze everything in this world.

There were fine raindrops floating outside the window, and the gray sky seemed to be darker than just now, and the dim light jumped gently on the edge of the window, intoxicating Situ Yuli's heart a little bit.

"Yi'er" he whispered in her ear, making her have to indulge in the tenderness he gave, and at this moment, her mind has long been unable to think of any reason to make him like this, Situ Yuli thought.

She reached out and wrapped her arms around his waist, letting the man's burning breath linger in her ears, inadvertently, causing a tingling sensation in her heart.

The next moment, his fiery kiss fell lightly on her cheek, and the scorching breath hit her side, bringing a tingling sensation that she had never felt all over her body.

He didn't seem to want to give her any time to think, just snatched from her.

His cheeks, earlobes, and neck, his kisses fell all the way, and his breath and hers intertwined, filling the room with a chaotic gasp.

The burning touch came to her lower abdomen, and her face was flushed, revealing a bit of a woman's shyness on her face, but her body had already bowed up disobediently.

She felt the warmth of the palm, and the fascination enveloped her firmly, and she unconsciously felt ashamed of herself listening to her own voice, and she gasped low and coquettishly in his arms, and her body was covered with his soft kisses, as if the force that wanted to rub her into his arms would deeply embed her deep into his body

"Cold" whispered, with a full of love that was about to overflow, and the pale clouds on the delicate red cheeks sometimes dyed the white and tender skin.

After a shallow groan, the hand on her lower abdomen suddenly stopped, and a smile appeared on the handsome face lying on her chest, he was still elegant, and the confusion did not stain his phoenix eyes, but she had no extra strength to figure out how much emotion the smile contained in those eyes.

All she knew was that at this moment she desperately wanted him to devour her, to let him embed her in his body.

However, when she was in desperate need, he propped himself up, stared out the window, and got up.

"The king" was provoked by him and pressed down by her, but there was still coquettishness in his voice, but there was also a hidden worry that could not be hidden, this was her first taste of men and women, he suddenly got up and ignored her, whether there was anything wrong with her.

However, she still didn't see how cold the handsome face in front of the back was.

Feng Yihan listened to the coquettish call behind him, slowly turned around, and when he looked at the woman's shy face again, the coldness in his eyes was replaced by tenderness.

"Yi'er" He reached out and took the half-clad woman into his arms, and in Situ Yuli's eyes, his movements were so gentle, so gentle, as if she were fragile porcelain.

"The king" she called in a coquettish voice, squeaked for a moment, and then blushed shamefully, and then said: "Is there something wrong with Yi'er" She doesn't understand the things of men and women, she really doesn't understand.

"No, Yi'er is not wrong" He stroked her bare shoulder, and the tenderness under his fingers reminded him of the woman who made him at a loss and didn't know what to do with her: "This king can't have Yi'er now, and only when this king takes Yi'er" The soft voice sounded, his face was serious, and her heart was pounding when she looked at it, and this feeling didn't appear for a long time.

"The king wants to marry Yi'er" her heart trembled slightly, she couldn't believe what she heard, how long she had waited for this sentence, how long she had been looking forward to it, this moment finally came out of his mouth, she was very happy, no, it should be said that it was a mixture of joy and sorrow.

The joy in his eyes dimmed instantly, when Situ Yuli remembered who he was at the moment, and who he regarded her.

"Hmm" he nodded slightly, responding softly to her doubts, but his heart was completely cold.

The woman in her arms happily tightened the hand around his waist and buried her head deep in his chest, and his heart did not feel the slightest feeling, perhaps, his heart felt no one but her