Chapter 11 Who is Early Summer

It was a vast sea of flowers, all planted with calendulas, and they bloomed one after another, releasing brilliant brilliance one after another. The breeze blows, and the shadows of the flowers sway, surging like waves on the sea.

In early summer, she wore a goose yellow embroidered gauze skirt and danced in the sea of flowers. She is as elegant as this marigold in the sun, and happy as this marigold.

Flowers floated in the air, and his shirt was covered with falling petals that fluttered in the wind. He played the flute quietly and watched her dance in the sea of flowers.

She looked at him in the sea of flowers, her elegant figure surrounded him, and her delicate figure was like a pearl, blooming with dazzling light.

Sometimes she laughed and swirled, sometimes looked at him softly, a bright smile on the corners of her mouth, looking against the light, carved in ice, charming and charming.

The gorgeous sea of flowers, the rich aroma, the leisurely flute sound, everything is so intoxicating.

He wanted time to stand still forever.

However, suddenly, the wind and clouds fell, and the sky became darker and darker, so dark that they could not see each other's faces. When everything quieted down, only the petals of the flowers that had been swept off the ground by the wind were left in front of him. And she is gone.

He kept shouting, "Early Summer—Early Summer—"

In the haze, a vague figure appeared in front of him. Thinking it was her, he reached out and pulled her into his arms. This time, he won't let go even if he dies.

Su Xiaosu was held tightly in his arms by him, and he tried all his strength to break free, but he hugged him tighter and tighter. Su Xiaosu shouted angrily, "Leng Yanxi, you let me go." ”

"Early Summer—" He still muttered.

"You're big in early summer, it's the end of summer."

"Early Summer—Don't Leave Me Again—"

Hearing this, Su Xiaosu suddenly understood that early summer was a person's name. Don't think about it, early summer must be a woman's name. Su Xiaosu shouted angrily, "Leng Yanxi, you let go, I'm not your early summer-"

An hour passed, Su Xiaosu lay on his chest weakly, and muttered in a hoarse voice, "Leng Yanxi, you bastard, don't let me go quickly, I'm not your early summer ......"

In the evening, the fiery red of the sky slowly dimmed.

The lanterns hanging high in the Rui Wang's Mansion have been lit, and the candlelight has dispelled the dimness little by little.

In the smoked house, the room is cold and hot, hazy.

Su Xiaosu gradually woke up from her dream, and when she heard the sound of long breathing above her head, she felt a pair of strong arms around her waist, and immediately woke up. She slept in a tight shackle all day, and now she was tired and hungry.

Damn Leng Yanxi, Su Xiaosu cursed in his heart. She pushed him harder, and found that his hand around her was not as strong, and immediately struggled to get up. But before she could push him, she felt the embrace in front of her move, and Leng Yanxi seemed to wake up.

He pushed her away before her, "Who is it?" ”

Su Xiaosu was pushed by him like this, and the whole person rolled off the bed, fell to the ground, and screamed in pain. Hearing that it was her voice, Leng Yanxi gasped.

On this day, he slept soundly. In the dream, he has been holding the early summer. When he woke up, it was his princess who was hugging. He felt his heart suddenly stir at an unknown emotion, and he found himself coveted by the feeling of embrace. By the faint light he saw her sitting on the ground, not rising for a long time.

"Why are you in this king's room?" He sat up, stared at the figure on the ground, and asked in a deep voice.

Su Xiaosu sat on the ground and covered her feet, biting her lip in pain.

Seeing that something was wrong with her, he hurriedly got out of bed and lit the lamp, only to find that her face was pale at this time, and fine beads of sweat had appeared on her forehead.

"What's wrong with you?" If it's cold, it's almost cold and freezes to death.

The candlelight shone on her pale face, and Dai's eyebrows were staring deeply, apparently enduring severe pain. Hearing his cold voice, she suddenly became angry, "Leng Yanxi, you bastard." After scolding, she endured the severe pain, staggered to her feet, and staggered to leave his room.

One step, two steps, three steps......

With every step, her feet hurt from her heart.

And her lips had been bitten open, and the blood stained the teeth red.

She thought that her foot must have been broken, and the culprit was Ice Cubeface, who had just slammed her to the ground. She endured the pain and limped out.

Leng Yanxi looked at her stubborn back, a little worried, and before she could open her mouth to call her, she suddenly fell straight to the ground like a butterfly with broken wings.

Seeing her faint in pain, his heart ached slightly.

Su Xiaosu didn't know how long she had been in a coma, she woke up in pain and starvation. When I opened my eyes, I saw an unfamiliar top of the bed. looked sideways at the room, and suddenly found that this was Leng Yanxi's room.

"Miss, are you awake?"

A worried voice rang out at the door.

Su Xiaosu struggled to sit up before she moved, and the pain from her left leg caused her to fall on the bed again. Xiaoxue hurriedly ran forward and carefully helped her sit down.

Su Xiaosu frowned, lifted the quilt, and a bag of legs like a mummy appeared in front of him.

"Damn it!" She cursed secretly, endured the pain, and asked, "Xiaoxue, do you have anything to eat, I'm dying of hunger." ”

"Yes, yes, yes." Xiaoxue responded.

It was night, Leng Yanxi returned to the house, he went straight to the study, and Steward Cui followed his steps into the study.

"Princess, how is she?" Leng Yanxi thought of her lying on the bed in pain last night, and her face was even paler when she was dressed in white.

"The princess has returned to Su Yixuan, and the doctor said that after recuperating for a while, she can get out of bed and walk."

"Stand down." Leng Yanxi waved his hand.

When Guan Cui Guan retreated, the study became extremely quiet. He stood in front of the window, no expression could be seen on Qingjun's face, and his eyebrows were slightly frowned and he still didn't know it.

The next morning, before the sun had risen, he had already arrived at Su Yixuan. He was dressed in a purple suit, without a trace of expression on his face, as if he had an invisible mask on his face, no matter what happened, he would not be moved in the slightest.

At this moment, the sound of light footsteps sounded in my ears. Raising his eyes and looking in the direction of the sound, he saw Su Xiaosu, who was dressed in white, limping out of the room, frowning.

Leng Yanxi walked a few steps quickly in front of her, and there was an inexplicable burst of anger, "You want to let such a leg be wasted?" ”

Su Xiaosu was startled by the sudden sound of Leng Buding, in order to stabilize her stumbling body, she forgot that her left leg was still unable to exert force, and for a while the center of gravity of her body fell on her left leg, and the whole person fell to the ground like weightlessness.

Leng Yanxi helped her, bent down and picked her up, and carried her into the room without saying a word. Being held in Leng Yanxi's arms, Su Xiaosu was like a dream. For a while, I was a little confused.

Thinking that the reason why this leg was injured was all due to him, Su Xiaosu became angry and shouted: "Leng Yanxi, you bastard, murderer, let me down." ”

He looked at her with a cold face and asked in a deep voice, "Do you really want me to let go now?" After saying that, she let go of her hand suddenly, and she sat straight down on the bed, her painful eyebrows twisted.

She glared at him in disbelief, his expression was cold, and there was no emotion in his deep eyes. Su Xiaosu was in a hurry, grabbed a soft cushion on the bed, raised his hand and threw it at him. His body was slightly sideways, and he avoided it. She grabbed the pillow with her backhand and threw it at him again, and this time, instead of dodging, he grabbed the pillow with one hand, and the whole person pounced on top of her.

A few steps away, she saw the anger in his eyes.

She also glared at him angrily, for a while, anxious and afraid, raised her head and slapped Leng Yanxi's face fiercely. A loud and crisp slap sounded, and the atmosphere around him suddenly became weird.

Because Leng Yanxi was too close, he was unsuspectingly slapped with a palm, and a five-finger mark appeared on Junyi's face.

"Su Yirong." His eyes widened and he spat out three words, his voice cold and chilling. He laughed angrily, and Su Xiaosu became more and more frightened in this laughter. And at this moment, he was pressed against his body, and he couldn't move at all.

"Leng Yanxi, you go away—" she shouted.

Hearing her scream, his eyes lit up, the smile on his face was suppressed, and he looked down at her like a prey. Su Xiaosu was scared, thinking that she didn't know what he would do, when she felt his cold lips pressing against hers. She clenched her teeth, couldn't push him away, and wanted to slap him again. Unfortunately, this time she didn't succeed, and was intercepted by his hand and pressed against the bed.

Suddenly, he left her lips, with a hint of mockery and anger in his eyes, "Su Yirong, are you still afraid that this king will want you this time?" He paused, and there was a hint of coldness in his eyes, "What this king has said is never counted, you can rest assured." ”

He rolled over and got out of bed, walking out without looking back.

Su Xiaosu stared at his back, muttered with a sneer in a low voice, "Of course you won't touch me, because I'm not the early summer." ”

She said it softly, thinking he couldn't hear it, but he froze and told her that he had heard. Su Xiaosu gasped a few times, only to see him turn around, take a few steps forward, and a hand stuck in her chin, pulling her face against him.

He grimaced, his hand was forceful, and he squeezed her chin tightly, "What did you just say?" Say it again? ”

His strength grew heavier and heavier, without the slightest pity. Su Xiaosu snorted bitterly and looked at him coldly, "Since you have that woman named Chuxia in your heart, why don't you marry her, but marry me." ”

He stared at her coldly, and a trace of murderous intent flashed in his eyes, "In the future, you are not allowed to mention this name again, have you heard it?" ”

She tugged at the corners of her mouth and sneered.

His bone-chilling voice rang out, "If you don't want your whole family to bury you with you. ”

Su Xiaosu trembled all over, his eyes were almost burning with anger, he pointed to the door and shouted angrily, "Get out-"

He glared at her angrily, his gaze like ice falling from the eaves of a cold winter, with a clear and deep coldness. After a while, he threw up his sleeves and left.