The breeze is slight, the silver hair is light, and the fine thin sun is poured on her body, under the beautiful sun, the woman is dressed in a snow dress, beautiful and refined, not dazzling, but can attract people's eyes deeply to her body, not because of her beautiful face, but the breathtaking temperament that emanates from her body.

Hibiscus face, willow posture, floating light, beautiful and moving

is also a woman, Situ Yuli also had to secretly praise.

Nangong Luo Jing narrowed his eyes, his eyes turned slightly, and he met the eyes that had been staying on his body just now, and what fell into his eyes was the soft light like water, although it was weak, but it seemed to have a little more things that should not be, which made Nangong Luo Jing slightly startled, and couldn't help but stare a few more times, but Situ Yuli suddenly opened his eyes, lowered his head slightly, and showed a little embarrassment on his face.

"General Murong" has a clear voice like water, clear and transparent.

The woman's voice attracted the thoughtful women in the pavilion to cast their eyes, only to see that not far away, the blue clothes were swinging, the silver hair was swinging in the air with the woman's posture, and standing in front of the woman was a man dressed in white, with fluttering clothes, which had a bit of a fairy meaning.

"Princess, it's Princess Yeyu and General Murong" Yan'er glanced at it a few times and reminded Nangong Luojing in a low voice.

"Sister Yu~~~" The woman not far away seemed to notice the people in the pavilion, beckoned to the pavilion, called Situ Yuli, and pulled the arm of the man next to her and walked towards the pavilion.

Nangong Luo Jing raised her eyes and looked at the two people walking towards the pavilion with interest, but she didn't pay attention at all, and the woman next to her showed a smug smile on her face when she heard the woman call her alone.

In the pavilion, Feng Yeyu dragged Murong He's arm with one hand, and blessed Nangong Luojing with a smile on his face, and raised his voice to call: "Sister-in-law~~~" This call made Situ Yuli stunned for a while, and his white face became bloodless and pale.

"Sister Yu, what's wrong with you, are you uncomfortable" Feng Yeyu caught a glimpse of the changes on Situ Yuli's face, and Rou Yi immediately let go of Murong He's arm and looked at Situ Yuli with concern.

Nangong Luojing walked away with her eyes, at this time her eyes were still full of soft light, so weak that people couldn't help but want to protect it well, and she couldn't help but glance at the feelings she saw when she saw it anymore, and the suspicion in her heart dissipated a little.

"General Murong hasn't seen you for a long time" Nangong Luo Jing put down his heart, and looked sideways at the cold-faced general beside him, today he appeared in white, without the coldness when he was wearing a military uniform, but he had the appearance of a sage.

Murong He glanced at Nangong Luojing, and then lowered his eyes and bowed slightly, without a word, dumb but right.

In fact, he had already seen her not far away, and for some reason, there was no hope of seeing anyone else in his eyes, only her feeling made him not know how to deal with it, and he had never started to care about the woman in front of him who was smiling freely.

I don't know when I haven't seen her for a long time, and her figure will appear in my mind from time to time, she in snow, like a fairy falling into red dust, she in red clothes, like a fairy among flowers, enchanting but not losing the dust of Qingshui Hibiscus

He knew that such feelings should not be had

didn't hear him speak, Nangong Luo Jing smiled lightly, and at a glance at his expression, he understood everything, being in a group of women, he was already embarrassed in his heart, he was not good at talking, he was speechless.

"General, what do you like" There was a bit of excitement in his voice, and Feng Yeyu's eyes locked directly on Murong He.

Nangong Luojing looked at the expression on Feng Yeyu's face at the moment, with a bit of femininity in her pleasure, and the clarity and a little softness in her eyes, she brushed her sleeves, stared at the blue with a side gaze, with a slow smile on her cheeks, and Yan'er beside her looked at her master with a misty face.

The sudden question made Murong He confused and a little at a loss.

"Does the general like embroidery" didn't get an answer from Murong He, Feng Yeyu really broke the sand pot and asked to the end.

Murong He looked at the face that had been magnified many times in front of him at this moment, and his face was unnaturally floating.

Situ Yuli looked at Feng Yeyu, and suddenly understood why this princess, who likes to dance and play with swords since she was a child and lives freely like a man, suddenly found herself a few days ago and wanted to teach her embroidery by herself.

Looking at Nangong Luojing again, I saw her hooking her lips, looking at Feng Yeyu with a soft face, and the hand hidden in her sleeve curled up into a fist slightly.

"Why doesn't the general speak" Ying's voice came into his ears, but he saw Feng Yeyu pulling Murong He's arm and asked in a coquettish voice.

Murong He was annoyed by Feng Yeyu, in addition to the original coldness on his face, he was also a little more helpless, and his heart was full of doubts: "Princess, there is a difference between men and women" fell softly into Feng Yeyu's heart, afraid of embarrassing her, the voice fell, and he took a few steps back.

"The general should tell the princess quickly" If you don't tell her again, Murong He will be ruined by Feng Yeyu this day.

The faint sound entered the ears, and everyone looked at Nangong Luo Jing, at this moment Nangong Luo Jing was rubbing her eyebrows, her face was still smiling, I don't know when it started, she found that this kind of smile was very good, anyone who saw this smile couldn't read what she was thinking, this can be regarded as a kind of self-protection

"It's still my sister-in-law who understands the night rain~~~ The general will tell the night rain~~~" Feng Yeyu reluctantly tore the brocade in her hand into folds.

She knew that his whisper just now wanted to save some face for herself, but he didn't understand, she just liked to be so close to him, liked to hold his arm with her hand, and liked him to be at a loss in front of her, there is a difference between men and women, she is not afraid of Feng Yeyu, at this moment she is like a child who can't ask for sugar, with a little grievance.

"This" Murong He looked at Rou Yi who wrapped his arm around him again, and squeaked, Feng Yeyu looked at him with anticrative expectations at this time: "Your Majesty doesn't have anything you particularly like" His eyes moved, and he unconsciously fell on that woman, even he didn't think that it would be so natural.

"That" Feng Yeyu looked at Murong He in a daze, he was very restrained in front of him, is it because of the relationship between the monarch and the minister, his heart was a little gloomy, and his thoughts were a little depressed.

"It turns out that the general is here, it is easy to find the slave" A sharp voice suddenly appeared, seeing that it disturbed the people in the pavilion, the person who came saluted the pavilion, and said in front of Murong He: "General, the king has been waiting for you for a long time, go with the minion."

After listening to what this person said, Murong He said goodbye to the three women in the pavilion with a sigh of relief, and then left in a hurry with the palace people.

Nangong Luojing looked at the back, chuckled and overflowed, and what came to his mind was the four words "flee in the wilderness".