On the dog days of June, the sun is shining.

Leng Xian Ge and his party had just arrived in Jiancheng today, and they would go straight to Qi by water early the next morning.

The sunset ended, the night was intertwined, and the stars were dotted, casting a faint shimmer.

In the backyard of the Snow Moon Pavilion in Jiancheng, in the inner room, the oil lamp also flickered with a faint yellow light.

Liyuan, who was just about to sleep late with Liqing, suddenly turned his head to look at the night sky, and for a moment, his eyes fell in the direction of Ligong again, the corners of his small eyebrows were tightly twisted, and his little hand was also pressed to his heart.

How can the disobedient go back to his destiny and come back again? And how could that man be in the palace, and who was he?

Let it be, nature will comply, but the way of heaven has been reversed again, and in this way, it is just to exchange your own life for the life of the other.

This is harmful to others and oneself.

"Brother Huang, what's wrong with you?"

Liqing pulled Liyuan's hand, followed and looked over, and his little white face was full of longing.

The royal brother also misses his father and mother, in fact, he thinks about it a lot, but they still have to see his grandfather and grandmother.

"Brother Huang, I miss my father and mother, why don't we go back! How nice it is to take my father and queen mother to see my grandfather and grandmother together! ”

Thinking back, Liyuan rubbed the little brain melon of the divorce, and his brother's appearance was very good.

"The younger brother misses his father and the queen mother, and the royal brother also thinks, then we will tell Uncle Yingyue and Aunt Xian Ge tomorrow that we will go back."

The person who rebelled against his fate was actually in the palace, but why didn't he find a trace of it in the past five years, and now in the palace, in addition to the father and the queen mother, there are only slaves.

So who is this person? No, it must not be one of the fathers and the queen mother.

The little hand was clenched tightly.

In the Holy Witch Wolf Temple, in front of the main hall, the Great Moon Holy Witch also looked up at the night sky.

After a while, he finally sighed low and took pity on his face.

"After all, I don't understand love, dreams, love, can it really withstand life, sleep, but also leave it, why do you want to be so persistent, with your own life, in exchange for its stay, but a life for a life, and there is really a mother must have a son, they are all crazy."

Shaking his head, he turned and walked away.

That's it, if he doesn't listen to him, he can't control it anymore, his sister can't control it, and now his nephew can't control it, and he can't help anymore.

The brilliant night sky, one night, covered by dark clouds, the next day the sky was just bright, the drizzle continued, gradually getting stronger, and the brick eaves were hit with a bang.

Lingshan County, Hongyun Inn, the third floor compartment.

There was a sloppy man kneeling in front of Pang Luoluo, the man's face was full of rain, but he couldn't stop his slightly pale face, his hair was slightly scattered, and there were a few leaves mixed with it, he was dressed in gray clothes, and the wrinkles were soaked in the rain, it is not an exaggeration to say that he was a chicken in the soup.

"What do you say, say it again, what is the little fat and the little thin They kidnapped the queen."

Pang Luoluo looked at the man, as if he didn't understand the meaning of the man's words, Mo Xueyan was arrested by her people? How is this possible.

The man immediately told Pang Luoluo about Mo Xueyan's arrest again, and raised his hand to wipe the rain that was flowing down his face.

He happened to go to Izugong that night, and he was lucky enough to avoid being captured by the forbidden army.

"Sister Luoluo, what should I do now, the fat brother and the thin brother have both been arrested and put into the criminal law cabinet, and they are still charged with assassins."

Speaking of which, the man is going to cry, Assassin, that's an assassination! It's definitely going to die.

Pang Luoluo clenched the sword in his hand, the corners of his eyebrows wrinkled tightly, and for a long time, he stood up with a calm look on his face.

"Go to Xuedu, save people, Xiao Fat, Xiao Thin and you are all my Pang Luoluo's brothers, you all do that to give me breath, I won't leave you alone no matter what."

Strode out of the inn.

The man quickly followed, and asked in a low voice, "Sister Luoluo, are we going to rob the prison?" ”

Pang Luoluo's footsteps paused slightly, and continued to walk without answering, how could she rob the Criminal Law Cabinet Department who left the country, how could she rob the prison, and so did Xiao Fat and Xiao Thin, who dared to kidnap the queen, no wonder that Tianyue Lian left, and they followed again.

The rain was pouring down, and there was no sign of stopping, so Pang Luoluo and the man hurried to the snow capital.

Throughout the day, the rain became heavier and heavier, and everyone who was falling felt panicked.

It wasn't until evening, when night fell, that the rising moon drove away the dark clouds that seemed to be unwilling to leave, and the torrential rain stopped.

In the snow palace, the ice-colored ground was washed by the rain, the night pearl of the inner hall was blocked by silk veil, and the soft light reflected Mo Xueyan who was still in a coma on the bed, and his face seemed to be a little pale.

Mo Xueyan has been in a coma without warning that night, three days have passed, and there is no sign of waking up until now, Xue Yan has been by the side, holding Mo Xueyan's hand tightly, with a little tear in the corner of his eyes, and his voice is panicked.

"Xue'er, it's been three days, you little piggy has slept enough! Isn't it time to wake up, if you sleep like this again, you will have to be mellow again, and if you want to lose weight when the time comes, you don't have the perseverance, Xue'er, I beg you, wake up, okay. ”

A tear dripped down Mo Xueyan's hand, and another opening was made at the mouth of his heart, the old wound had not healed, and a new wound was added, and the wound had been faintly painful with this uneven and panicked heart.

Tears also flowed from the corners of Mo Xueyan's eyes, and Xue Yan's voice came from his ears, and his consciousness gradually returned.

"Male... God..."

The murmuring sound was as subtle as a mosquito, but Xue Yan heard it, and immediately delighted his face, and his dim eyes instantly brightened.

"Cher, Cher..."

Mo Xueyan opened her eyes, her face was confused, and her eyes were suddenly engraved with that beautiful face, with the color of crying.

Suddenly, her mind flickered, and she remembered what happened in modern times when she woke up, and quickly touched Xue Yan's face, and the warm feeling was real.

"Wow, male god..."

Mo Xueyan cried, hugged Xue Yan, very tight, she couldn't wait to melt with herself, it wasn't her fantasy, no.

"Male god, male god, you pinch me, I don't see if it hurts..."

This reaction, these words, made Xue Yan a little stunned, and panicked in a voice: "Xue'er, how are you..."

Mo Xueyan directly whined on Xue Yan's face, "Male god, does it hurt?" ”

"Cher, you..."

"Oh male god, do you hurt!"

Xue Yan didn't answer, and Mo Xueyan was anxious.

"It doesn't hurt, it doesn't hurt at all..."

shook his head and hugged Mo Xueyan tightly, this action pulled the wound at the mouth of his heart.

But compared to his fear and fear, whether it was the pain of being bitten by Mo Xueyan or the pain of the wound, he didn't feel it.

"What, it doesn't hurt..."

Mo Xueyan cried more and more, her tears couldn't be stopped, and her choked voice was choked one by one, and the crying Xue Yan was flustered.

"Xue'er, don't scare me, what's wrong with you, tell me if it's okay."

Mo Xueyan snorted, and suddenly pushed the snow away with a whimper, and looked around, it was the familiar Snow Palace, not her familiar home, not the crossroads, not in the hospital.

looked at Xue Yan again, the white shirt of Yuehua as always, not a suit and leather shoes, with a sense of confusion and deep panic in her eyes for her reaction, not the cold indifference she saw before she fell unconscious.

The hand touched the thigh, turned around, and grinned in pain.

"Cher, what are you doing?"

Xue Yan grabbed Mo Xueyan's hand.

The warmth and delicacy on the wrist are so real.

"Male god, it's so painful, how can you say it doesn't hurt!"

The hand touched Xue Yan's arm again, and it circled.

"Do you hurt or not! Say it quickly! ”

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