Chapter 35: May Your Heart Be Like My Heart (1)

The evening breeze was blowing, and in the distance, the sunset reflected the whole sky. It was originally a ** palace, with the coming of dusk, with a little desolate and solemn taste.

A leaf withers and disappears with the wind.

On the soft collapse by the window, a white dress was scattered casually, the woman's eyes were slightly closed, her cheeks were flushed, and the side face against the sunset was even softer.

Just listen to "Alas..." The woman sighed softly, then sat up gracefully, looking up at the setting sun in the distance.

"It turns out that the ancients were so boring..." Lin Xiying muttered to herself, "Eat, sleep, sleep, eat, it's very happy... But... It's too boring!!" Lin Xiying muttered to herself.

After lunch, Nangong Heng left Luoyuan, and Feng Yin also left because he had something to deal with. At this moment, she is the only one left in Luo Yuan... It's a deserted courtyard, not to mention... She's not a favored princess...

The woman got up and went to the window, looking at the soft bed in front of her with a pair of beautiful eyes, and her beautiful voice sounded leisurely, "Okay then..." It's clearly forcing me to sleep..." Another self-talk...

The light body slowly fell, printing different shades of folds on the originally flat mattress, and then the scattered hair covered the entire bed, Lin Xiying raised her head, looked at the ceiling, and suddenly felt empty in her heart, thinking of a lot, the illness of the "father", and suddenly being told that she would get married next month, these things, some of which made her difficult to adapt...

The person on the bed, quietly thinking about what happened after coming here, didn't notice that there was a slender figure behind him, a pair of phoenix eyes looked at the person on the bed who was thinking deeply, the corners of his mouth were slightly raised, with a little evil smile, making him even more handsome.

The man walked slowly in front of the woman, and his demeanor was beautiful and elegant. I wanted to come back to her at night, but in my heart, in my mind, I was all her shadow...

Lin Xiying was still looking at the ceiling in a daze, completely unaware that there was an extra figure in front of him, until...

"Huh. The man coughed slightly, his beautiful eyes were a little impatient, he didn't think that she could ignore him for so long!

"Huh?" Lin Xiying suddenly realized when she heard this dry cough. Meimu looked ahead, her eyes were a little more surprised, she was thinking about him, but... Is this a dream?!

"You..." Lin Xiying "whoosh" and immediately sat up from the bed, his face full of surprise. Subconsciously patted his face.

Feng Yihan quietly looked at the woman in front of her who was flustered by his appearance, her face was full of surprise at this moment, it seemed... Some didn't quite believe his presence.

"Is this king so terrifying?" the magnetic voice sounded slowly. This sentence made Lin Xiying sure that he was not hallucinating.

Calm, calm... Lin Xiying slowly persuaded herself.

"Nangong Luojing..." Halfway through the words, the body was tilted forward by the sudden pull, and the thin body fell into a solid and broad chest, and the man's masculinity came from the owner of the shoulder, and a gentle touch came from the shoulder, which gradually subsided her original panic.

"Jing'er, this king, I miss you, I miss you very much..." A soft scent that comes from my ears. The lines on the man's face softened, and a handsome face was doting. The hugging hands unconsciously circled more and more tightly.

The sudden hug made her a little at a loss, "Wang..." Lin Xiying blushed slightly, opened her lips lightly, and called softly.

"It's called Ben Wang Han. There was a hint of domineering in his indifferent voice.

In front of the window, the slanting sun is shining, and the soft light is glowing with a little happiness.

At this moment, she felt what happiness was... It's so easy...