The tip of Murong Jin's nose was the tempting aroma of green and astringent lilies that belonged to Lin Yaoyue, and every time he inhaled, he couldn't resist the urge to devour her to the bone.

He stretched out his slender fingers and stroked Lin Yaoyue's hair. The cold handsome face was suddenly filled with a heart-warming smile.

Murong Jin cautiously turned sideways and lay on Lin Yaoyue's side, her black and silky hair at her fingertips. He couldn't touch the rest of her, so he had to comb her hair over and over again. Murong Jin's thin pale red lips were uncontrollably pursed with a faint smile.

Looking at her sleeping peacefully, it seems that a thousand times is not enough.

Murong Jin's phoenix eyes that flew obliquely into his temples narrowed slightly. He just thought about it and thought about it, but he still didn't have the heart to give Lin Yaoyue a **. Now, as long as he doesn't pay attention to it a little, Lin Yaoyue may wake up.

And he couldn't let her see the scene in front of her, otherwise everything he had worked so hard to disguise would be exposed. She will no longer go to Qingzhou with her, nor will she get close to her again. The three jade bee shadowless needles on Xue Chen's chest would sooner or later be his end.

Murong Jin stroked Lin Yaoyue's black hair, smiled a little helplessly and a little relieved, and his cold voice was extremely charming, "Why do you always love so decisively, so unreservedly." ”

Murong Jin's voice was full of tenderness, and his slender and moist fingertips bent a slight arc, putting Lin Yaoyue's hair on his seductive lips and kissing them gently.

But suddenly, Lin Yaoyue twisted her body as if she had sensed something. Murong Jin's body lying on the side couldn't help but stiffen.

I saw Lin Yaoyue turn over, only twisting slightly, but she didn't wake up.

Murong Jin breathed a sigh of relief. He tightened his palm, just now Lin Yaoyue's hair swept across his palm, the slightly itchy touch flashed, and his breathing suffocated. The fragrance of lilies emanating from Lin Yaoyue's neck on the tip of her nose was even stronger.

At this moment, the night is deep and people are quiet.

Murong Jin stroked Lin Yaoyue's fingertips and couldn't help trembling. His gaze involuntarily looked at Lin Yaoyue's delicate body without a coat at the moment.

At this time, the young little man has begun to take on a delicate figure. She watched her fall asleep peacefully, adding a touch of lazy style.

Murong Jin's Adam's apple moved slightly. He could clearly feel the hot blood on his body surging rapidly, and the longing for her had reached the verge of collapse, soaking his limbs and bones.

Murong Jin couldn't help but swallow the saliva in his mouth heavily.

Lin Yaoyue's resolute appearance in previous lives and the red blood in her eyes kept flashing in her mind.

He didn't dare to gamble, and he couldn't bet anymore. He was afraid that he would not be able to keep his promise to her, and he was afraid that he would kill again because of her departure.

He knew that she didn't like blood, especially from the living.

Thinking of this, Murong Jin's deep blue phoenix eyes slowly returned to clarity, and he solemnly put down Lin Yaoyue's black hair and turned sideways. Elbows propped up, looking at the peaceful sleeping face of his beloved woman, sleepless all night.

The sky was slightly white, and Lin Yaoyue woke up from her sleep.

For some reason, last night she was in a completely unfamiliar environment, and she had a peaceful night and fell asleep.

Early in the morning, after the two little maids cleaned up for her, Lin Yaoyue went out of the room. At this moment, she was a little depressed, and she was on the bronze mirror. She saw a familiar and yet unfamiliar face.

I don't know when there were a lot of small red spots on my face, although they seemed to have disappeared somewhat, they were still terrifying.

As soon as she thought that she had seen Brother Ji with such a face yesterday, Lin Yaoyue couldn't wait to cover her cheeks, so that others could no longer see her.

But when she pushed the door out, she was suddenly stunned by the beautiful scenery in front of her.

I saw the snow flying all over the sky, sprinkling the palace garden made of white jade, as if the sky and the earth were all snow-white. The sparkling snowflakes fluttered and jumped, tapping on the tip of her nose.

Lin Yaoyue couldn't help but hurriedly walked down the second-floor pavilion.

She walked quickly to the palace garden. I saw that the winter fog was filled, and some people couldn't see clearly.

On the tip of the nose is the cool touch of snowflakes falling. For some reason, Lin Yaoyue was in it, there was a sweet sweetness from the bottom of her heart slowly infiltrating, and there was a beautiful memory about snow, as if she was in her heart.

But when Lin Yaoyue stood still and thought about it carefully, it seemed that no such memory existed in her mind.

Lin Yaoyue was slightly stunned, but suddenly a brocade silk red feather crepe cloak was draped on her body.

Lin Yaoyue turned around and wanted to say thank you to the maid or grandmother behind her. But when he turned around, it was Murong Jin's cold and peerless face.

Lin Yaoyue couldn't help but move slightly, and she took a step back in some horror. The fiery red cloak he was wearing fell on the snow in an instant.

Piercing.

Lin Yaoyue didn't want other men to touch her except for her eldest brother Ji. But in the current scene, she still can't help but feel a little embarrassed. Lin Yaoyue raised her eyes slightly and said to Murong Jin, "Lord Wang, Yaoyue is just-"

Lin Yaoyue's inky phoenix eyes at this time only had worry and fear, but there was no trace of affection and admiration.

Murong Jin's face moved slightly, and he swallowed lightly a trace of sourness in his throat. Instead, he said with some memories, "The fog is too big, and this king has mistaken you for her." ”

Lin Yaoyue looked at the little reminiscence in Murong Jin's dark blue phoenix eyes, and couldn't help but feel relieved. She looked at the darkness under Murong Jin's bright phoenix eyes, and said with some concern, "Did the prince not sleep well all night last night?"

When Murong Jin heard this, he smiled lightly. In those dark blue phoenix eyes, the light in the eyes flickered and brightened.

He wanted to pull the slender little person in front of him and hold her tightly in his arms. told him how much he missed her, how much he longed for her, and how much he had loved her for thousands of years. But just now, her appearance of resisting alienation reminded him once again that his Yue'er was hit by the Flower Gu. She now only thinks of him as a stranger.

And a stranger has to look like a stranger. Strangers will not watch over a woman's peaceful sleep all night, and strangers will not look at her with burning eyes with such affection as they do now.

Murong Jin only felt a heat in his throat, and a sudden burst of fishy heat in his chest.

In an instant, Murong Jin's pale red sexy thin lips were stained by jet-black blood, and his long figure was a little shaky.

Lin Yaoyue took a step forward suddenly, "Lord Wang, Lord Wang, what's wrong with you?"

Murong Jin only felt that the evil qi on his body was released. Sure enough, the curse of the divine power on Ling Tian's bow couldn't be stopped at all with his current physical mortal fetus.

Murong Jin raised his heavy arm and moved his palm to his heart.

Sure enough, the curse has begun.

Lin Yaoyue looked down at the black blood on the white snow, and couldn't help frowning. She was about to take a step forward. But at this moment, a person slowly walked on the snow.

The man was dressed in a crescent white brocade robe, holding a bamboo umbrella in his hand, and looked at him with a light smile.