"Huh? It turned out to be my sister... Luo Jing thought it was a woman who would say such a thing!" Lin Xiying looked at the charming woman in front of her with disdain, and the boredom in her heart was unconsciously expressed in her words. I saw that Nangong Ling's heavily makeup face became distorted, but in the next moment, she regained her composure, and a sneer appeared at the corner of her mouth, "The wind guards should know that they are not allowed to use magic indiscriminately in this forbidden palace, right? Yes, that's right... It is the meaning of a woman's admiration for a man, it turns out... She likes Yin...

"Sister doesn't have to blame the wind guard, he is just the protector, and all the blame is borne by Luo Jing alone!" Lin Xiying took a step forward and stopped her from approaching the next step, Feng Yin looked at the thin woman in front of her in a daze, she stood up to protect him... Let his heart warm... Such warmth, in the past days, has never been, she is irreplaceable for him, and he, for her, is just a guard...

"Are you ignoring General Ben..." The man on the side said impatiently, he strode forward, standing between Lin Xiying and Nangong Ling, his slender figure separating the two women, "Are the two princesses ignoring this general?" Shangguan Yi looked at Nangong Ling, and then at Lin Xiying, at this moment he was so close to her, her eyes were blinking, and her thick eyelashes were like butterflies in flowers, dancing... With a fair face, pink lips, and delicate eyes, she made him feel the mood of being a woman for the first time...

"Wind Guard, are you okay?" Ning Shuang on the side shouted, attracting everyone's attention, Lin Xiying noticed Feng Yin behind him, he supported the ground with one hand, and the sword became his pillar at this moment, he frowned slightly, and there was a trace of pain in his eyes, "Yin, what's wrong?" Lin Xiying ignored everyone's gaze, squatted down, her face was full of nervousness, her long silver hair rose with the wind when she leaned over, and the skirt was smart and elegant, like a fairy who had fallen into the mortal world. "Yin!" Nangong Luo Jing Qingling's voice was full of anxiety

Shangguan Yi on the side looked at such a picture, a shallow smile appeared at the corner of his mouth, and Nangong Ling was even more angry at this time, but at the moment of the attack, he was blocked by a slender arm, only to see that person appear in an instant, the charm between the eyebrows is somewhat similar to Feng Yin, the half-bundled hair, the silver hair of part of the shawl, elegant and capable, she is dressed in purple, even the hairpin in the hair is purple, the immature face, with a coldness that does not match it, I saw the woman slowly walk to Lin Xiying and Feng Yin's side, she looked at the woman next to Feng Yin, and then gently pulled Feng Yin's hand, and in an instant, the position where their hands were connected emitted a soft blue light, and it took a long time before it gradually stopped, Lin Xiying looked at the blue soft light, looked at the woman out of her mind, at this moment, her heart was full of doubts, the world she was in now, like a movie, like a novel, she turned her head, only to see the pain in Feng Yin's eyes slowly disappear, stretched out between her eyebrows, so that Lin Xiying breathed a sigh of relief, and the doubts in her heart could not be dissipated... She was thinking about it, only to hear the woman with a childlike immature face say, "Brother, remember to rest, don't use the technique again, if it happens again, I'm afraid..." The woman's voice was full of immaturity, and there was worry, anxiety, and ... It's hard to say.

The wind was still blowing slowly, and the sun had already set. The fatigue of the journey made Lin Xiying tired again, and the physical discomfort came again and again, at this moment, she just wanted to end this scene!" "Sister, Luo Jing feels tired and wants to go back to the dormitory to rest, please don't embarrass my sister anymore!" Even the words blurted out when her body couldn't support it, they were modified by Nangong Luojing's gentle and beautiful voice, and at this moment, she was still half-squatting in front of Feng Yin, her hair was blown up, blocking her beautiful side, and she lowered her head slightly, so that no one could see her expression clearly at the moment, "Princess, it's time for us to go back to the palace." I saw the woman slowly stand up, and said to Nangong Ling with a slight bow, Nangong Ling ignored her, a cold light appeared in her eyes, she turned around, no longer looked at Lin Xiying and Feng Yin, half a sound, and then said faintly, "Nangong Luojing, this princess, on the order of King Wei, now I suspect that you and the prime minister colluded with the Xiling State to betray the country, and from today onwards, you must not take a step out of Luoyuan! The wind swept gently, but it became more and more revealing Nangong Ling's harsh voice, and these words came from his ears like a slap in the head, making Lin Xiying dizzy. What? collusion with the prime minister, collusion with Xiling State, and the wedding with the general of Dongyang State? Lin Xiying raised his head in confusion and looked at Feng Yin, but Feng Yin looked away helplessly, with a look of helplessness flashing in his eyes. And the frost on the side just lowered her head, no longer the little girl who didn't understand the world, she slowly moved forward, and in front of her, was the bewitching Nangong Ling, Lin Xiying got up slowly, she didn't understand... I really don't understand... That's why...

The messy hair covered her eyes, but the smile at the corner of her mouth couldn't hide it, and a shallow smile appeared on her soft lips, as if mocking rather than mocking. She brushed her hair blown away by the wind, and a pair of beautiful eyes gradually appeared, but her eyes were full of sadness... Shangguan Yi slowly walked towards her, trying to talk to her in a ridiculous tone, but at that moment, she couldn't smile anymore, her eyes were full of sadness, like a bird that had lost its freedom, the lonely figure was stretched, the sky near night changed color, the wind became more and more strong, it wantonly blew people's clothes, hair, and also blew Lin Xiying's thoughts, she didn't say anything, but walked straight forward, the person in front of her unconsciously made way for her, white face, silver hair up to the waist, graceful figure, noble but not disgraced to anyone。 "Princess..." Frost called her lightly, her steps stopped suddenly, her eyes glancing at her face, her sparse eyes were calm and waveless, she glanced at her, cold and detached.

Feng Yin got up with some difficulty, he slowly followed behind her, at the moment her back was lonely and sad, her thin body, firm and unyielding in the wind, her bitterness, he understood...