It was quiet outside the door of the Nebula Pavilion, and the South Wind Spirit could hear his restless heartbeat.

The weather was gloomy and rainy.

When a muffled thunder fell from the sky, breaking the terrifying silence of Nebula Pavilion, Xiao Zhan's voice sounded behind the door.

"Little girl, are you coming to me?"

Nan Fengling hid the panic on his face and nodded.

"Won't you come in?"

"Let's talk elsewhere."

"Nebula Pavilion has a man-eating monster?"

"Nope."

"Why didn't the little girl come in?"

"I'm Xiao Ying's man."

"What does the little girl want to ask?"

"Can the second prince take a step to speak?"

"I want to find out the news from my mouth, but I refuse to enter the Nebula Pavilion, and the little girl probably can't find anything."

"I'm ......," Nan Fengling bit her lips and stood in place.

Xiao Zhan stepped over the threshold with a light step and pulled Nanfeng Ling into the Nebula Pavilion.

They sat facing each other in the small pavilion in the courtyard of the Nebula Pavilion.

The courtyard is full of flowers and trees, the flowers are clustered, the backyard is full of roses, and there is a pool.

When Xiao Zhan poured the first cup of tea, the rain just happened to be pouring down the entire Yong'an.

Raindrops lap on the eaves overhead.

These noisy sounds of nature made Nanfeng Ling less nervous anyway.

"Xiao Zhan, I have something to ask you."

"Drink tea." Xiao Zhan pushed a glass of sake in front of her.

"I have something to ask you." Nanfeng Ling repeated the question again.

Xiao Zhan finally looked up at her, "You drank tea, I'll answer your question." ”

Nan Fengling looked at the few wisps of light smoke rising from the tea surface, picked up the tea cup and took a sip.

"Aren't you afraid that this tea is poisonous?"

"Even if it's poisonous, I admit it."

"You don't have to admit it, I won't want your life."

"You know what I'm going to ask?"

"You want to ask Xiao Ying about it." Even the tone of the person in front of him changed.

"How is he now?"

"Is he so important to you?"

"He's my life."

"Even if I tell you, what can you do?"

"What the hell is going on with him?"

Nanfeng Ling yelled at him, but Xiao Zhan looked at her and chuckled, "He's missing, and he may be dead, and he met an assassin on the way back to Beijing." ”

"It can't be!" Nanfeng Ling clenched the teacup in his hand in a distraction, and the texture of the cup body was already deeply rooted in his hand.

"You are destined to have no part."

Xiao Zhan finished speaking without hurry.

Nanfeng Ling's face suddenly turned pale.

She clutched the edge of the table with both hands, and her body was already shaky.

Xiao Zhan knew what she was thinking, "Don't think about going to him, if you don't find him, and put your life on the line, you won't even have a chance to see his corpse." ”

Listening to Xiao Zhan's words, Nan Fengling looked at him and sneered, smiling and smiling, tears in his eyes.

"Why do you think he's dead and I'll live alone?"

"Nan Fengling, I feel very sad to see you so nervous Xiao Ying."

"Don't be hypocritical here, who believes that you really care about someone, you just want to use me to build a relationship with Beiyuan, or you want to find an opportunity to sit on the throne of the crown prince in the future, so as to achieve your ambitions."

"That's what I see in you."

"You are!"

"Is Xiao Ying such a person?"

"He's not."

"How do you know he's not?"

"I said he wasn't, he wasn't."

"Maybe he didn't die, but he forgot about you, forgot that he was the prince, and married another girl."

"You talk nonsense!" Nan Fengling stood up from his seat excitedly, and his emotions exploded directly.

"What's impossible, you're just kidding yourself."

"Xiao Zhan, I don't eat your set?"

"The little girl doesn't eat this set, does she eat this threat?"

"What do you mean?"

"Someone is going to do something to you."

"So what?"

"As long as you are willing to marry me, I will take care of you."

"I was born as Xiao Ying's person, and I died as Xiao Ying's ghost."

"It's so affectionate."

"I'm leaving."

"When you agree to marry me, remember to let me know."

Xiao Zhan shouted at Nanfeng Ling's back.

Nanfeng Ling walked out of the Nebula Pavilion quickly, letting the rain fall on him.

On the way back to Jinmoju, her head began to dizzy, and her vision began to blur.

She shook her head, and there was a fog in front of her.

When Nanfeng Ling was about to fall, Xiao Zhan appeared and hugged her into his arms.

He looked at Nan Fengling and chuckled, "I wonder how completely you will forget Xiao Ying. ”

"What did you give me a drink?"

Xiao Zhan reached out and touched her little face, "Wrong lovesickness, the more lovesickness, the deeper the poisoning, the faster the toxin spreads"

It was the first time that Nanfeng Ling had been so close to him, and the warm breath he exhaled from his nose gently swept across her neck.

"Wrong lovesickness? What's that? ”

In a very soft tone, he leaned into her ear and whispered, "Sleep, when you wake up, you will forget him a little." ”

"Forget whom?" Nan Feng Ling asked with the last bit of consciousness.

"The most important person in your heart. But don't worry, you won't forget him all at once, you will forget him little by little, just like he never appeared, how cruel it is to forget it every day! ”

Tears crossed the corners of Nan Fengling's eyes, "I won't forget." ”

Xiao Zhan raised his hand and stroked the tips of her hair, "Even if you draw Xiao Ying's appearance, the mistaken lovesickness will erase everything that is most unforgettable in your heart, accept it, or you can choose to accept me, because, I will be good to you." ”

Xiao Zhan's last sentence, before Nan Fengling could hear it clearly, he had already fallen asleep.

An hour later, the rain was still falling.

The sound of rain outside the window woke the south wind spirit from its sleep.

"Are you awake?"

Nan Fengling sat up from the couch, looked at Xiao Qing with a puzzled expression, and asked, "Why am I here?" ”

The effects of misacia have already begun, starting with recent memories.

"The next generation found you fainting outside the door of Jinmoju." Xiao Qing didn't notice that something was wrong with Nanfeng Ling.

"Really? But I can't think of anything? ”

"Maybe you've had too many worries during this period of time to faint."

"I had a dream that Xiao Ying died."

"Ling'er told me yesterday."

"Did I say that?"

"What's wrong with you?"

"I just had a dream that Xiao Ying died."

"It was just a dream."

"But that dream is so real."

"Ling'er, don't you want this?"

"Is Qing'er hiding something from me?"

"Nope." As she spoke, Xiao Qing suddenly choked up.

"Qing'er, are you crying?"

"It's just that I drank too much water."

"Is Xiao Ying back?" She still remembered that Xiao Ying didn't come back.

"Nope." Xiao Qing shook her head, not daring to show anything unusual to the South Wind Spirit.

"I'm sure Xiao Ying will be back soon."

"I hope he'll be back before I get married."

"Xiao Ying is omnipotent, nothing can stump him."

"How many hours have you been asleep, but you're hungry?"

If we continue to talk, I was afraid that it would be exposed, so Xiao Qing hurriedly changed the topic.

"Hmm." Nan Fengling nodded.

When she is quiet, she behaves like a cat.

"I'll tell someone to make you something to eat."

"I think, eat meat."

"Yes, you can have everything you like."

Xiao Qing walked to the couch and helped Nan Fengling down.

Day after day, the days passed in a blink of an eye, and Xiao Qing and Pei Feng's wedding date was set for the early spring of next year.

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