As the night deepened, Han Weixi looked at the black rumbling color outside the window, and wrapped the quilt on his body tightly.

She was afraid of the dark, and had never dared to go out alone at night, but now there was no one in the room, and the sound of breathing could be heard, only the flame of the candle flickered, bringing a faint light filament.

As he moved, there was a cold and round hard object in his hand, and when he raised his wrist, he saw the red beans with a little white.

Acacia has already entered the bones, and non-words can get rid of it, Han Weixi sighed, looking at the cold bed beside him, it was difficult to sleep.

I had to lie straight on it, covering myself from head to tail, the air gradually thinned out, and there was a vague feeling of suffocation.

It's as if there's some behemoth pressing down on it!

Han Weixi suddenly lifted the quilt on his head, and a soft lip was pasted up, and his mouth was blocked before he could open it, "Hmm..."

The candle shadow swayed, and from time to time there fell on the ground, clothes, skirts, linings...

There was a loud noise in the silent room, the bed creaked and swayed, and the sound was heard in the night.

The night passed, and the morning came, and Han Weixi suddenly woke up, ashamed.

I couldn't think of why I had such a dream for a while, but when I got up, I felt a sharp tearing pain, and it seemed as if I had pressed something.

When he turned his head to look, he found that he was still sleeping Zhao Yusai, and then realized that last night's lingering was not a dream.

"Zhao Yu Festival?"

Han Weixi hugged the quilt and whispered in the ear of the person next to him, but quieted down again, and did not hear a response.

It looks like he hasn't woken up yet.

That's great.

So Han Weixi planned to escape secretly, otherwise it would be embarrassing when he woke up, they can be regarded as a cold war now, right?

I wanted to go on like that, but it seemed to be a little cold, and then Han Weixi saw the quilt on Zhao Yuxi's body, so his little hand reached over and pulled a little corner of the quilt, and slowly pulled it down.

The quilt slipped off Zhao Yuxian's body little by little, and just as he immediately fell, he opened his eyes and squinted at the broken little hand.

"Weixi, where are you going like this?"

The little hand suddenly stopped, hurriedly loosened the quilt, and then came a weak voice: "I, I'll go to the thatched house." ”

Zhao Yusai put his hand to his mouth and chuckled, but his mouth was still lukewarm: "Get dressed and go again, put on your cloak." ”

"Okay, okay."

Han Weixi hurriedly stretched out his hand back to grab his clothes, but he didn't reach any of them, until he touched a warm big hand, he stiffened for a moment, and quickly took all the clothes in his hand.

Then he put those heads on as fast as he could, and stumbled out regardless of whether they were worn like that or whether they were neatly dressed or not.

Zhao Yu's chest was still open, his tender white skin lined him with a little demon, his thin lips became pink from last night's bite, and his hair went down casually.

Thinking of Han Weixi's dependence and warmth last night, Zhao Yu's heart seemed to come alive and beat vividly.

The hard-mouthed Han Weixi murmured in Zhao Yuxi's arms for half the night last night, mostly saying that he missed him and something, and some said that he was afraid or something, Zhao Weixi hugged her almost suffocated, but Han Weixi still felt that it was not enough, and even cried and complained that Zhao Weixi didn't love her anymore.

Such a pitiful and coquettish appearance made Zhao Yu sacrifice haunted her all night, and she was reluctant to close her eyes, and kept kissing her lightly on the face.

The warmth between the futons had not yet dissipated, but Zhao Yu's heart had calmed down, and every time he thought of her, the tragic scenes of that dream kept coming, reminding him over and over again that time was running out.

In that dream, Han Weixi fell to the ground covered in blood, just because she confirmed the words she said herself, she wanted to destroy what he loved.

When Zhao Yusai saw it, he desperately wanted to rush in, but he couldn't do anything, because he also saw that he also killed himself after her death, and the blood of the two people was fused together.

He didn't see the specific reason, but if it was just because she had killed her father by mistake, wouldn't he be able to take revenge now?

And when he ascended the throne, blood stained the whole hall.

"Crunch—"

When he was thinking about that, Han Weixi had already come back shivering, he was in a hurry to go out, and he didn't wear thick clothes properly, and as soon as he went out, he was completely penetrated by the cold wind.

"Hey, it's cold."

She couldn't stop shivering, and ran to the side of the bed, but she only sat down, looking at the warm quilt and didn't get into it wantonly.

Zhao Yusai looked at Han Weixi, who was at a loss, smiled helplessly, and said, "Even if you want to take revenge, you have to take care of your body, right?" Come on in. ”

He deliberately lifted the quilt, and the hot breath floated onto Han Weixi's cheeks, making her compromise instantly.

"Ah, it's so warm."

As soon as he took off his cloak that was soaked in cold air, he got up and shrank in.

Zhao Yusai also reached in with his hand, only to hear a shout: "Oops, itchy!" Zhao Yu Festival!! ”

"Smack!"

After a crisp sound, Zhao Yuxi stared at the back of his red hand, but he couldn't help laughing, and Han Weixi looked at him with disdain.

"You still laugh when you hit you, are you having a broken head?"

"Yes, it's broken, my family Weixi is the smartest."

The big hand wanted to rub the exposed head, but it was empty, and Han Weixi had already seen the hand stretched out, so he quickly shrank in.

Zhao Yusai had no choice but to withdraw her hand, put away the clothes she had thrown on the ground one by one, folded them all and placed them next to the burning stove.

The heat gradually swallowed up the cold, and the clothes were stained with the smell of carbon fire.

"Sister Weixi!"

Jue Raid went to buy delicious pastries early in the morning, he remembered that Han Weixi loved to eat these, so he specially brought them to her.

But when he came in, he saw Zhao Weixi sitting on Han Weixi's bed in disheveled clothes, and there was a bulging bag on the bed, which was obviously Han Weixi shrunk into a ball.

"Aze."

Han Weixi saw Aze coming in, and subconsciously shouted, Zhao Yuxian naturally recognized him, although he didn't know why he was here, but he could also think that it must be related to Yun Jifan, about the things here, he knew the most details.

"Zhao Yu, I didn't kill you, but you sent it to the door?"

The words of the attack were cold, and he threw the snack to Han Weixi and took out the knife directly, Han Weixi saw that something was wrong, and hurriedly jumped down, blocking in front of Zhao Yuxi and said: "Aze, I thought about it afterwards, Zhao Yuxi did go with me that day, and he didn't have time to commit the crime?" ”

"And what about your father, you saw it with your own eyes, right?"

The words of the extermination attack made Han Weixi stunned, but he forgot to ask why he knew about it, and the extermination attack naturally got all the news when he came, so it was convenient to act.

"I,"

The sadness in Han Weixi's heart was also brought up by him, and the protective hand was gradually let go, Zhao Yusai took a step forward and said: "About your parents, I think you can ask Yun Jifan, he is not familiar with you, why is he waiting for you there, when you are a master, to help you take revenge?" ”

"There is also the matter of your father Weixi, I am responsible, I shouldn't have persuaded him to set up a situation to try to make Yun Jifan fooled, but gave him the opportunity to kill people."

Han Weixi could only hear Yun Jifan's name, a little suspicious, but a little unbelieving, she didn't know that person, why did he kill her father?

"You all go out."

For a long time, Han Weixi said such a sentence, her mind was very messy, and she needed to be quiet,

Zhao Yusai looked at her confused appearance, distressed, and said to the attack in the wrong tone: "Why don't you leave quickly?" ”

The attack was about to refute, but he saw that Han Weixi's face was not very good, so he had to endure this breath and walked out.

After Zhao Yuxian drove the attack away, he sat down next to Han Weixi, who looked dazed, and hugged her in his arms all of a sudden.

Han Weixi only struggled symbolically, and then hugged the sturdy body tightly.

"Twilight, I don't know what to do."

"Then come according to your own heart, my husband is here, don't be afraid."

Zhao Yuxian patted her on the back, patiently coaxing, and Han Weixi's thoughts were slowly determined in these words.

——

Feng Qingmo walked out of Qingyueyin, but lost his way in this huge palace, although the palace structure of their Feng Luan Kingdom was similar to this, but it was far from this huge.

According to the financial resources of the Cloud Mist Country, it is enough to build a luxurious palace, but Yun Zhen is really reluctant to pay for it, so he only builds a shelf.

But despite this, it is not comparable to the barren land of Fengluan Country.

Feng Qingmo walked through blankly all the way, but stopped at a corner, she looked at Yun Jifan, who had just come back from flying a kite but happened to be here, and subconsciously took a few steps back.

"You, don't come here!"

Although he has seen Yun Jifan's kind and simple side, after all, it is he who is like this to Qing Yueyin, who is she, how can he let it go easily?

"I'm not interested in you, go back and tell Baili Junyu that I'm not interested in him either."

Yun Jifan's indifferent appearance made Feng Qingmo rub her eyes vigorously in surprise, suspecting that it was a fake Yun Jifan in front of her, but now she didn't care about guessing the truth or falsehood, just let her go.

So it was too late to say goodbye to parting, and Feng Qingmo ran away as soon as she slipped away.

Yun Jifan looked at her hurried back, and couldn't help but feel a little envious, when could there be such a person by his side, worried about his safety?

When he turned around and was about to leave, he saw a woman dressed as a palace maid stumbling and pounced, as if there was a stone under her feet, and just like that, her ankle was broken, and something was thrown in her hand.

The basin of water poured Yun Jifan from head to toe.

His good-looking chin was still dripping, and his eyes were gloomy as he stared at the palace maid who was stunned in place.

"I, I didn't mean it, no, it's a slave, a slave didn't mean it!"

The little palace maid knelt down in fear and began to beg for mercy incoherently, but she didn't mean to wipe Yun Jifan's clothes at all.

This gave Yun Jifan an angry smile and asked, "How did you pass the palace maid training?" That's what the training looks like? ”