Chapter 8: Where to Put Thousands of Thoughts (2)
The coolness brought by the overnight autumn rain seemed a little cooler at this time.
The curtain danced lightly, and the glass tent made a crisp sound, disturbing the silence of the room.
"Jing'er ······" With a low call, Feng Yihan slowly stepped forward, went to the guqin, lowered his body and hugged her, and hugged her into his arms, his handsome face was full of tenderness. I have never seen her emotions fluctuate so much, she has always been so gentle and graceful, but today she is ······
The heart ached slightly, and the feeling of pins and needles spread throughout the body.
Lin Xi let him hold him tightly in his arms like a puppeteer, and his beautiful eyes lost his former agility, staring blankly at the corner that was not illuminated by the candlelight.
Why does it hurt so much······ The thought that he might be the one who ruined the country felt an irrepressible pain, which slowly spread, like a blood-sucking leech, sucking her blood, depriving her of even the right to breathe······
If she could, could she not be the princess······
I don't know when this responsibility began to be ingrained in my heart, and I wanted to uproot it, but I was suffocating in pain.
The sentence that hovered in my mind sounded like a wake-up call: this responsibility can only be uprooted unless I die!
"No······ will not ruin the ······ of patriotism" A deep voice, mildly incredible.
No······ It's what you want to protect the most, and I'll help you keep it, that's what I promised you three years ago, isn't it······
Simple words, with incredible softness. I don't know why, this sentence is like that drop of clear spring, only one drop, but it dripped into the softest place in Lin Xiying's heart, slowly dissolved, the expression on his face was complicated, and he turned soft, and before he could react, he saw Feng Yihan stretched out his hand and gently stroked her face, only to know that he had shed tears.
One drop, two drops······ Teardrops that kept falling.
Why are you crying······
Even she didn't know why she was crying······
Seeing her crying silently, there was another palpitation, reaching out to wipe away the tears for her, wanting to wipe away the sorrow and fear for her, but when it was tentacles, I felt the burning pain and burn, and the tears were so heavy......
Burying his beautiful face deep into the man's solid arm, his words seemed to be a medicine, a medicine that could relieve the faint pain in her heart, and slowly calmed the unrest in her heart.
The warmth from the man's body made her feel warm, and such warmth had never been ······
Weiguo Station
"What kind of wind blew Brother Nine Wang?" The man was dressed in white and half lying on the soft collapse, his silver hair like a waterfall hanging down on the red brocade, and his beautiful eyes with a hint of charm.
Following the man's eyes, not far from the soft collapse, a man dressed in a dark blue dress, a little handsome between his eyebrows, and the man on the soft collapse was a little similar, he was Lan Lingxu, the ninth prince of Dongyang Kingdom.
"When does Brother Wang want to be this general?" Lan Lingxu glanced at the person above the soft collapse intentionally or unintentionally, handsome and elegant, with a radiant look, unable to hide the clarity like water, and his bearing was elegant. He is Lan Lingxuan, the eleventh prince of Dongyang Kingdom, his biggest opponent!" "Brother Wang, be careful, beware that your father will really make you the general of Dongyang, and at that time······ Brother Wang, there is no room to turn over!" The irony in his words was obvious.
"Ling Xuan thanked Brother Wang for the reminder~~~" The beautiful eyes narrowed slightly, and a little chill gradually appeared under the playful face, "I don't know what Brother Wang is doing here to defend the country?"
"This prince heard that this princess of the country is beautiful and captivating, so he came from afar to see the beauty of this future brother-in-law~~~" The slightly raised voice seemed to be hiding something, "Although it is rumored that it is beautiful and captivating, I don't know if it is really true?"
"Oh, is it possible that Brother Wang came here just to see the beauty of this princess?" Raising his eyebrows slightly, he sat up from the soft collapse, supported his entire body with one hand, and leaned slightly, "Or does Brother Wang have another purpose?" His eyes condensed slightly, and he glanced at the man standing in front of him.
"Brother Wang, where should I start with this?" Lan Lingxu turned his head away and stood sideways, a smile slowly emerging.
"Brother Wang, why do you need to be like this in front of Brother Wang?" Lan Lingxuan got up slowly, and the dim light stretched the man's long figure longer.
"Brother Wang, I don't know what Brother Wang means by this?!" flicked his sleeves slightly, and a few different emotions flashed in his eyes.
"Do you still need Brother Wang to explain this?!" Looking at Lan Lingxu's eyes getting colder and colder, like the bone-eating cold in that winter, people couldn't help but shiver.
When Lan Lingxu heard this, his heart "clicked", and his heart couldn't help but panic, and the gloomy color on his face was revealed.