"Believe, what does the King of the West want me to believe, who to believe" A low voice overflowed from her lips, and she looked at the man in front of her who cared about her, and her heart was occupied by a mixture of five flavors.

Why did he appear here, and why was it at this time, Nangong Luojing, who didn't have the strength to think, opened the distance between himself and him, and then turned around and left.

Seeing that she was a little repulsed by herself, Feng Yihan felt as if she had suddenly lost something, and an inexplicable pain spread along with it.

Stepping forward, he wanted to keep up with her, but just in time, Qin Yun also appeared not far from them, and after glancing at him, his brows subconsciously twisted slightly, and only then nodded to Qin Yun.

Moving in front of her, looking at the painful look on her face, he couldn't bear it, he knew that she was blaming her, maybe, there was hatred in his heart for him, her, but, no matter what, the matter between them should never be settled here.

"Don't stay here for long, I'll send you back first" A faint voice fell, with caution and that kind of pampering flattery.

The eyes that looked at her at this moment must have been full of heat and affection, Nangong Luo Jing didn't dare to look at those eyes, his words were not wrong, so she didn't object, she had the idea of leaving here as soon as possible if she could leave here.

She was speechless, the atmosphere between the two was very depressing, facing such a situation, Feng Yihan took a deep breath, and now that she didn't care if she objected, she reached out and grabbed her waist, and left immediately.

In the blink of an eye, they were already in Luo Yuan.

Nangong Luojing, who was no longer unfamiliar with everything around her, once again broke free of the hand that was blocking her waist, and her speechlessness seemed to be the only proof of the relationship between him and her.

Looking at her like this, Feng Yihan felt like a sharp knife cutting his heart in his heart, and the person with the knife was the beloved woman in front of him.

Leaving him, she walked straight into the room, never saying a word.

Catching up, he looked worriedly at the woman who overwhelmed him, not knowing what he was going to say or do before she was willing to speak to herself so that she could look at her.

"Jing'er" Feng Yihan tried to call her name, but she didn't get any response, she just walked forward with concern.

Seeing her walk into the room in despair, Feng Yihan's mood was even more solemn than Fang Cai.

Silently following behind her, and accompanying her into the room, it seemed as if there was really only silence between them.

Thinking of this, a slow, tired voice finally fell in his ears.

She said: "Go back, the king, Luo Jing is tired, she just wants to rest" When she said this, her hands were already about to slowly close the door.

Looking at her reaching out and closing the door, a trace of displeasure slowly appeared on Feng Yihan's face, but it was not because of her attitude towards herself, but because he was complaining about himself.

"Jing'er, don't be like this" The hand touched her hand that closed the door, and Feng Yihan frowned slightly.

The corners of his mouth lightly outlined a hint of mockery, but it fell on that beautiful face, but it looked unusually demonic: "Don't be like this, dare to ask Wang Shang Luo Jing how it is"

The mess in her head didn't allow her to think about it anymore, she just wanted to find a place to hide herself from anyone, what a ridiculous idea, she was laughing at herself.

"Listen to me, don't be silent like this, you know that I can't see you like this the most" Looking at the slightly sarcastic smile on her face, he pretended to turn a blind eye, all he cared about was what she was thinking in her heart at the moment, and the brilliance in her eyes made him feel distressed.

"Why can't the king see it, Luo Jing remembers that after leaving Xiling, she is no longer the queen of Xiling, and from then on, Nangong Luo Jing has nothing to do with the king of Xi" The cold voice fell, and every word fell on Feng Yihan's heart, and this sentence fell on his heart like a thousand pounds of heavy stones.

It has nothing to do with it, how much did she hurt her by being able to say such things

Hurriedly avoiding his eyes that looked directly into his eyes, Nangong Luojing stopped looking at him, and slowly put down his hand, turned around and walked into the room.

And the moment she turned around, she was expecting that he would not turn around and leave because of her words.

After a period of silence, Nangong Luo Jing had already walked to the soft collapse next to the window, and there was no sound behind him.

Sighing deeply, she only felt that her eyes were already moist, and her heart was more aggrieved.

"Say those words, I know your heart hurts, you know I will feel heartache, why torture like this" The low voice carried a hint of desolation, and he buried his head in her shoulder, greedily robbing her breath from her.

Hearing the whispered words in his ear, and the familiar breath coming from him, her heart chuckled, and even her breathing seemed to stop at this moment, and her heart trembled slightly, she didn't know how long she had been looking forward to this day, or perhaps, every time she thought of him for herself, she was annoyed with him while looking for a reason for him to give him what she needed, and when this moment came, her heart couldn't help but tremble, and it was the excitement that the long-awaited scene finally happened on this day

Now the feelings that have been hidden in her heart for a long time are still hidden in front of him.

The grievances that had accumulated for a long time melted into tears and slowly slipped down, the crystal in her eyes had already fallen into Feng Yihan's eyes, and the moment her tears fell, he had already reached out to take the tears that fell from her cheeks.

"These days, I know that I have neglected you, I blame myself, I am annoyed with myself, but I have never stopped thinking about you, it is a kind of heartache, it hurts to the bones and blood, it hurts to the heart, it eats bones, but it never breaks my thoughts about you, do you know" The words in his mind slowly turned into whispers in her ear, and at this moment, he felt that the deep pain he had experienced had become insignificant, and he just wanted to hold the person in his arms firmly at this moment, hold her tightly, and never let go, never let go.

"Do you know how I have come over these days, every day I think of you, those days, I have long forgotten how I spent it, and I have long forgotten how many excuses I have made for myself every time I think of Han" When she said this, she wanted to spit out all the pain she had suffered in her heart, but at this moment, she couldn't say anything, and the words that came out of her mouth were what she wanted to say to him the most, without blame, without chagrin, what she wanted to say more was that her heart had never forgotten her love for him.