"Enemy!" Bai Bo's distorted face was solemn, and the old voice was full of anger.

He does have a hatred for the Nine Princes of the Imperial Capital City! If it weren't for him, how could he have fallen into the way he is now.

"Uncle Bai, I will let you take revenge." A cold and terrifying light flashed in He Rourou's eyes. As for Nangong Qingwan, that blind man, she won't let it go, she wants Nangong Brother to be just hers!

Outside the house, the goose-feather-like snow was fluttering and falling, flying into the house all over the sky, He Rourou put down the teacup in her hand, her sweet and gentle face was full of cold arrogance, and she raised her head and straightened her waist and walked out of the door.

She stood at the door of the room, her little face facing the sky, and slowly spread her hands, but the snowflakes flew on her face, and on her hair, she looked like a saint baptized by snowflakes.

She enjoyed the feeling very much.

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The night was intoxicated, a bright moon hung high in the sky, the soft moonlight gently sprinkled down, the cold wind blew slowly, the snow on the leaves fell, making a rustling sound, and even the bright plum petals were blown off by the wind mischievously and gently fell to the ground.

In the haze, the unconscious man seemed to hear a voice in the distance. She frowned slightly, struggling to open Qingling's big eyes, she blinked slowly a few times, and there was a sigh of silence and darkness. She had already become much more indifferent.

Can......

Qianqian's fine hands couldn't help but nervously tugging at the dress on her body, she remembered what happened before she fainted, and she was very panicked. The fair-skinned little face was full of fear, and he struggled to prop up his tired body, "Shuyan, Qianling." She frowned, called out loudly, and kept groping around with her bare hands, her fingertips touching the petals of tender flowers, with the cold fragrance of plum blossoms.

She...... Where is she?

"Master, the princess seems to be ...... Blind! Not far from the sea of flowers paved with plum blossoms, a man in red stood tall in the cold wind with his hands in his hands, and behind him, one black and one white, stood left and right.

Xiao Bai looked at the awakened princess and reacted, and reminded her softly beside her master.

"The two of you want to go back to the imperial capital to take care of it, and wait for the return of this king." Feng Xie's eyes were terrifying, and he never let go of the helpless people not far away.

When she woke up, it wasn't him, it made him feel like a thin layer of ice was covered in a thick layer of ice, and it was cold to the bone.

"Yes!" Xiao Bai, Fu Han bowed his head and spoke.

After the two looked at each other, they knew that the master wanted to be alone with the princess, so they turned and leaped away, and when the two flashed out of Merlin, they heard the woman's scream.

The two were stunned for a moment and looked back.

Seeing that the master had already walked towards the princess, but the princess, who couldn't see a qiē, was unusually scared and screaming, they sighed, lifted their breath and continued to fly away from here.

And the people in Merlin were so frightened that they couldn't breathe.

"You! Don't come here......" The terrifying and familiar aura came closer and closer to her, and the plain hand in her sleeve clenched into a fist, and she shrank in fright, and a thin whimper like a kitten came out of her throat.

"Xiao'er, have you forgotten to be your husband?" Feng Xie looked at her frightened appearance, and pain flashed in her long and narrow eyes. His people, what the hell is going on?

"I ...... I'm not laughing. Her teeth almost bit her lip, and she couldn't help but be afraid of him, although her eyes couldn't see, but that night in the stream next to the strange doctor's bamboo house, she could be very sure that the man who was terrifying and manic that night was the man who had tied her up in front of her!

"Why aren't you smiling, you're just smiling." Feng Xie's narrow eyes narrowed slightly, and when she saw her shaking her head, she wanted to run in a panic. With a big hand, he rolled her petite body into his arms, and her tall and arrogant body lay down in the plum blossoms. The hot palm was naturally placed on the slender waist of the person.

The strength and heat that belonged to the man penetrated the fabric and ironed it onto her skin, and her whole body straightened.

"Xiao'er, what are you afraid of doing for your husband, how can you be willing to hurt you for your husband." The more she was afraid of coming into contact with him, the more Feng Xie wanted to force her to get close to her.

A bewildering face pressed against her cheek, spilling her exhaled breath into her lips.

"You...... You let go of me. "Being embraced so unscrupulously by a strange man, can an ordinary woman not be afraid?

She shrank back, trying to reach out to push him, but she didn't care, the tears in her big eyes filled her eyes, and they didn't fall.

Feng Xie's face was full of tenderness, and the evil eyes were slightly raised, and the corners of his eyes seemed to have flower buds blooming. "Xiao'er, if you want your husband to let you go, you should push your husband or not, shouting like a cat is easy for your husband to misunderstand."

As he finished speaking, he grabbed her cool little hand with his big hand and put it on his chest despite her struggles.

"You scoundrel!" Nangong Qingwan felt the beating heartbeat of the man close at hand, and his big hand covered her slender hand with heat, her almost trembling lips opened, and her eyes were red and she held back these words.

"Hehehe......" In his ears, the man's low laughter penetrated.

Looking at her cute appearance at a loss, Feng Xie's hoarse voice became deeper and lower; "Xiao'er, you treat your husband so gently, it's uncomfortable to be a husband."

If you want to call Ran Xuexiao two years ago, Feng Xie dared to treat her so unscrupulously and provoke her, either to cut off his children and grandchildren, or to reward him with a few punches or a slap, how could he let him come without any resistance.

Yes, it's been two years, and he's the one who made his people suffer.

"You, how can you misunderstand the lady, I am Nangong Qingjuan, not a smile in your mouth." Nangong Qingwan pursed her miserable white lips, what did this man with an arrogant and cold aura all over his body want?

"Xiao'er, how could my husband admit you wrong, even if you turn into ashes, my husband is reluctant to forget you." In this dark night of Merlin, his murmur was extraordinarily gentle.

The face of the demon rule was full of tenderness, and the deep eyes were slightly frenzied.

"But I don't remember you, please, don't come near me, okay?" No matter how gentle Feng Xie's tone was at this time, as long as Nangong Qingwan came into contact with him, his heart would be in chaos.

Thinking that she must be worried about her now, and she can't escape from this terrible man, the endless discomfort hits, her eyes are red, she turns her face away, and the big tears come out of her eyes and slide down her cheeks...

"Xiao'er, why are you so repulsive to your husband, are you blaming your husband for being two years late?" Feng Xie saw that her eyes were full of sad tears, and his palm stroked the beautiful little face, and pulled it over, and the palms were full of hot tears, burning his heart, and the pain entrenched in his heart.