But it's just a flash, and I can't see it very clearly, but who is it? Will this time come?

The man didn't speak, he didn't come over, she didn't dare to expose her eyes to see a little light.

In order not to let the man notice that her eyes began to gradually regain vision, she only pretended to be nothing, and her panicked expression gradually regained her calmness, but her eyes were wide and she looked straight at the figure.

I could only vaguely see that the clothes the man was wearing were white, but his face was not clear and ambiguous.

She didn't speak, and neither did the man.

Just one standing, the other sitting.

They all stared at each other deeply, and their eyes revealed too many emotions, too many feelings, which could not be described in words.

But Mo Gongyin could feel that the person standing opposite had a pair of burning eyes firmly fixed on her body, and his face was so momentary and his eyes were burning.

That person looked at her quietly, staring at her from afar, as if he wanted to see her in his heart, deeply engraved in the depths of his memory.

But for him to look at him like this, it was strange that she didn't have a trace of fear and fear, but a kind of peace of mind that she had never felt before, and even wanted to cry!

Thinking of crying, for some reason, my heart is sour and unbearable, and it is uncomfortable like a knife cut.

Suddenly, his eyes turned red, so uncontrollable, involuntarily, tears fell so silently, like pearls, he couldn't stop.

She was very surprised in her heart, she didn't know what was wrong with her?

I can always feel a sense of familiarity, special stability, special peace of mind, and a special warm breath around me.

Tears overflowed her eyes, and she began to see a little shadow and light, but in an instant it became clear and clear, and her eyes suddenly lit up, and in the next moment, she was almost stunned.

A pair of eyes looked like they were blind, staring at the tearful man standing in front of him at the corner of the table.

It's him.

It's him.

Almost she called out his name, the name she had been thinking about, his name.

Those three words were stuck tightly in his throat and he couldn't shout them.

She could barely control her excited and jumping heart.

But because the cloth sealed her mouth, the corners of her mouth hurt when she moved, and because of this pain, she immediately sobered up.

But in the next moment, she lowered her eyes and caught a glimpse of the teacup he was holding in his hand, which was actually crushed by him in the palm of his hand, which showed how angry and angry he was at this time, and even concentrated all his hatred and anger on the cup, and the bright red blood oozed out and dyed his white robe red.

He seemed to be unconscious, just staring at her, as if he was holding back something.

He saw so humble, humble. Cheap her, does her heart hurt?

If he wasn't sad and heartbroken, why would he cry when he looked at her like this, why would he look at himself so painfully.

The only answer she could think of was that Long Fei was there, but she didn't know where he was.

That's why that person was so patient that he didn't dare to make a sound, and he didn't dare to come over.

Bear all the pain and tears in silence.

Fool.

Fool one.

She didn't want to cry, but she couldn't help it, she couldn't control it, it swept like a flood, devouring her, eroding her.

She only felt a pain in her chest, so uncomfortable.

It was like being torn up by something sharp, stirred deeply, flesh and blood blurred.

In order not to let Long Fei notice that her eyes could see, and in order not to let that person find out that he had discovered her at this time, he could only pretend that he didn't know anything, and roared with an aggrieved face: "Bastard, Long Fei, you are a fucking bastard, you have the ability to come in and dare not say a word, what is this?" Don't think that imprisoning me like this, I will compromise, the person I love has never been you, the person I love is Nancheng Xun, do you listen, I don't love you, you go to die! ”

Use words to distract everyone.

Originally, it was a complete sentence, but she could only roar it out, except for the three words of bastard, which were relatively clear, the rest were blurred.

My hands are locked, I can't move, and my arms are sore!

She tugged at the chains and cursed in her mouth.

She knew that the person on the other side could understand, and Long Fei could understand it.

She deliberately did this, so that Long Fei thought that she couldn't see and could only hear the voice, so she was so panicked and noisy.

No matter how much she hides it, she can't hide it, the fact that she can see it, the sadness can't be hidden.

She stared at a pair of eyes to see clearly the one standing opposite, what a handsome face that she hadn't seen for a long time, those eyes, so sad, a pair of eyebrows, deeply tightened.

He was thin, emaciated, and even had a stubble around his chin.

In those long, narrow and dark eyes, I saw full of pain and loneliness.

On the other side, from the moment he walked into the room, the man's heart felt as if he had fallen into deep bitter water, and his whole body was numb and stiff like an electric shock.

He originally thought that she would live in a good place, at least in an environment where food and clothing were not worried, but he never thought that she would live so sadly, wasn't she Concubine Ling? How is it possible to live in such a dark place?

Chained like a madman, his stunningly fair face was so thin, and there were five clear finger prints on the left side of his face, which were so obvious. He didn't dare to imagine that at this time, the person who was locked, with a disheveled head, fragmented clothes, and a mouth covered with strips of cloth, sitting on the ground crying and making trouble, was Mo Gongyin.

That proud, that proud, that charming, she was so down.

No wonder he felt a faint ache in his heart, it turned out that she was here to suffer and call him here.

And when he came here at this time, the truth was so cruel, not to pick her up, but to cut her off.

How can she afford such a result?

And how did he get those words out of his mouth.

There has never been a moment when I was so helpless, powerless, and sad as I am now, and I don't know what to do?

Isn't he omnipotent? Isn't it the king of war that everyone admires? Isn't it the emperor who is high above?

Why can't the woman I love protect?

Thinking of this, he squeezed the water cup in his hand tightly, almost crushing it into the flesh, letting the pain remind himself of how painful and incompetent he was at this time.

Originally, he wanted to pour water for her to drink, but he couldn't take a single step, and he didn't dare to get close to her for half a step.

He was afraid that he would not be able to control himself and destroy everything here.

Blood fell drop by drop in his hand, like a petal of his heart shattered, and tears blurred his eyes, spreading and rippling with the heartache.

He stood where he was, his heart like a knife, and his face like ashes.

He knew that at this time, Long Fei was standing outside the door watching, waiting for his answer, only with his ruthlessness, she could live well, and she didn't have to live so embarrassed.

The two are close at hand, but they are separated by 108,000 miles, like untouchable nets.

He pursed his lips, his eyes were deep, staring at the pale little face from afar, the corners of his lips slightly hooked up a distressed smile, he opened his mouth, but his lips spoke, he didn't make a sound, he said, "I love you." With that, he turned around and bit his lip, tears fell from his eyes again.

Nancheng's heart hurt so much that he almost suffocated.

Finally, he walked out without hesitation.

He doesn't love her?

This sentence is never spoken.

There were countless invisible hands on his chest, tearing at him, and he couldn't say a word at all.

Mo Gongyin sat quietly in place, his eyes were blank, but he could clearly see that when the man faced her, he told her with his lips that he loved her.

He said he loved her.

He hadn't forgotten her.

He had already remembered her.

He knew that she couldn't see, and he didn't want to use his voice to remind her that she was in front of her at this time, and he felt that he was close to him and couldn't greet him, and he wanted to bear the pain silently alone.

Looking at the moment when he turned around with a sad face, you can imagine how painful he was.

She didn't know what he was enduring to push himself to that point, and he didn't want to make a noise to hurt her.

So he chose to run away?

She watched him walk out blankly, and there was a slight fluctuation in her eyes, but it was only fleeting, and then it returned to darkness.

As he closed the door and disappeared from her sight, she felt a strong feeling in her heart, a suffocating pain and a crushing despair.

Obviously, he was standing in front of him just now, so close, there was still his breath in this room, she bit her lip, tears fell, her eyes seemed to be burned, it hurt so much, it hurt to the bones, and it was deep in her heart.

Holding the cold iron chain with both hands, finally, at this moment, the embankment in the bottom of my heart collapsed, and I cried bitterly.

"Woo ......"

Nancheng Xun walked out of the house, his footsteps did not stop, and he kept walking.

Until I came to a rockery, the moonlight was thick.

Long Fei stood opposite, his clothes flying, and when he saw him running out in such a hurry, he knew that he didn't say anything.

Lowering his eyes slightly, he caught a glimpse of Nan Chengxun's right hand bleeding, raised his sword eyebrows, and asked in a cold voice: "Have you made it clear to her?" ”

Nancheng Xun paused, stood in place, his face was cold, his eyes were calm, and he replied in a deep voice: "I can't speak, if you want to hurt her in this way, you might as well give her a break, I would rather get her a cold corpse, and I will also do whatever it takes, to wash the dynasty in blood, and let everyone in the kingdom sacrifice her soul." ”

With that, he walked forward.

Long Feijun's face sank, ignoring his words, and staring at him sharply: "So? Do you care less about her life or death? ”

Nancheng Xun walked in front of him, looked directly at him, his eyes were sharp, and he sneered: "If you are still a man, don't use women as a shield, I will fight with you, life and death." If I win, you let her go. If I lose, it's up to you. ”

Long Fei raised his eyebrows when he heard this, his eyes gradually became deep, and he pondered for a moment before he said in a deep voice: "Okay, I'll see you at the Peerless Cliff in three days." ”

Nancheng Xun looked at him coldly, without deep thought, and said directly: "You have no jokes." After saying that, he walked past him and left in the direction of leaving the palace.

After he left, Long Fei pursed his lips and slowly turned his gaze to the other garden in the distance, his eyes were complex and thoughtful.

Perhaps, this is a better solution.

After doing so much, there is still nothing.

"Someone." Suddenly, he whispered to the empty surroundings.

A gust of wind blew, and a black shadow came out of the darkness and knelt on one knee: "Master." ”

"Send her some food, find a doctor to treat the wounds on her body, and by the way, ask her who she wants to meet, and agree to her request."

The dark guard was shocked and looked up in shock: "Is the chain that locked the princess about to be undone?" ”

"No, you don't." Long Fei shook his head, then turned around and walked towards the imperial study.

As he walked, he thought.

My heart was heavy, and I had an indescribable feeling, like something I cherished, which was snatched away, but no matter how hard I tried and how I did, I couldn't snatch it back.

Halfway through, he stopped, and looked up at the crescent moon in the night sky, like an arrow shot from the sky, striking him in the heart.

It hurts.

It's so powerless.

He slowly raised his hand and stroked his chest, he didn't know what was going on here? It's just missing a piece, and it hurts deeply!

"Ling'er, what should I do with you? What do you want me to do? Can you go back in time? ”