Angry? Why should she be angry. Nangong Xinyao smiled faintly and said, "Without love, where does anger come from." ”

Seeing that she was faintly expressionless, Murphy's brows furrowed tightly. Xuanyuan Feather Mark is not only brave and good at fighting, but also the object of admiration of all women in the world. But in Nangong Xinyao's eyes, there was no sense of excitement, Murphy sighed, some of them were not worth Xuanyuan feathers.

"Sister Yao, do you love Brother Huang?" Murphy looked at her expectantly, hoping that the answer she would give was what she had thought.

Love, hehe! Less than a month with him, where did the love come from. Nangong Xinyao took a sip of tea and replied, "I don't love or hate." ”

She hated herself, the god who brought her to ancient times. If she hadn't come to ancient times, nothing would have happened, let alone kill an unborn child.

What she wants to do is to live well, and only by living can there be hope and get the freedom she wants. She is very grateful for Xuanyuan Feather Marks, but if she doesn't love it, she doesn't love it. She won't force herself, not to mention, if she forces herself, Xuanyuan Feather Mark won't be happy.

Murphy looked at her like this, and her inexplicable distress was born from her heart. "Brother Huang treats you like that, why don't you hate him."

Nangong Xinyao stood up and groped to sit on the window, "There is no love where hatred comes from, he is not my lover, let alone the person I want." The world is very beautiful, instead of spending your life sad and hating someone, it is better to live happily what you want. ”

Although her actual age is not very old, she sees it very thoroughly in her heart. At that time, she hated Xue Tianjiao and Mo Hao, but after so many days, she thought it through. I hate people every day, and I am very tired, like my heart being pressed by a big stone, and I can't breathe.

Murphy looked at Nangong Xinyao, who was so captivated and free of impurities, and couldn't believe it. What Mo Hao did to her, she could forgive indifferently. Murphy sighed, sighing at her royal brother for missing such a good woman.

In the Imperial Garden, Xuanyuan Feather Trace walked with his head down. At this time, Ouyang Xuan, who met him by chance, frowned and said, "Scar, what's wrong with you?" ”

"Xuan, drink with me." Xuanyuan Yuji looked up, and the corners of his mouth were a little bitter.

Ouyang Xuan's brows furrowed tightly, except for Nangong Xinyao, no one had ever made him have any expression. Even if the sky falls, Xuanyuan Feather Marks have a way to solve it. Ouyang Xuan didn't ask anything? Frowning and following him.

Xuanyuan Yuji took a few pots of wine with Ouyang Xuan and flew to the top of a palace. Xuanyuan Feather Mark looked ahead, a little lonely. Pick up the wine and take a big sip of it.

Xuanyuan Yuji gulped down the wine and said, "Xuan, do you think she will fall in love with me?" ”

Sure enough, he guessed not wrong at all, it was indeed Nangong Xinyao who made Xuanyuan Feather Marks like this. "Trace, she's not worth it. You are a king above all men, and if you look at the world, there is no woman who can't get it. ”

No matter how many women there are in the world, all I want is her. Xuanyuan Yuchen glanced at Ouyang Xuan indifferently, stopped talking, and drank the wine in a big gulp. Before you know it, several flasks are out of wine.

Xuanyuan Yuji stood up and said, "I'll go get the wine." ”

Seeing that he couldn't walk steadily, Ouyang Xuan roared at him angrily: "Trace, look at yourself, where is there still the appearance of the king of a country." What the hell did that woman do to you, she actually made you swoon. ”

As soon as Ouyang Xuan heard Nangong Xinyao say this, his whole body was full of murderous aura, and he said with a warning: "If you say another word about Yao'er, don't blame me." ”

Ouyang Xuan became more and more angry, his fists clenched, he hated to kill Nangong Xinyao. If he knew that Xuanyuan Feather Trace would be like this, then even if he risked the extinction of the clan, he would kill Nangong Xinyao. At this moment, in his eyes, Nangong Xinyao turned into a disaster.

"In the crowd, crying, you just want to be a transparent color..."Suddenly, a crisp and pleasant singing voice came from a distance to Xuanyuan Yuji's ears.

The voice is tactful and clear, like a mountain elf, which makes people feel very happy. Xuanyuan Feather Marks flew away from the roof of the room, and when he came to the sound not far away, he saw a woman in a purple dress sitting on the window. With eyes looking at the sky, a faint smile on her face, her mouth open, and a beautiful singing voice coming out of her mouth.

"You'll never dream again, or hurt, or your heart beat.

You've decided, you've decided.

You, quietly, endure, hold on tightly to yesterday in the heart of your fist.

And the sweeter the memory, the more hurtful it is.

The more it is, the palm of the hand is left, dense, deep and shallow knife cut.

You're not really happy, and your smile is just a protective color for you to wear.

You've decided not to hate, and you've decided not to love.

Keep your soul in a shell that is locked forever.

The world, laughed, and you laughed together.

When survival is the rule, not, your choice,

So you, with tears in your eyes, fluttered and stumbled.

You're not really happy, and your smile is just a protective color for you to wear.

You've decided not to hate, and you've decided not to love.

Keep your soul in a shell that is locked forever.

You are not truly happy, and your wounds never heal completely.

I stand on your left side, but it is like across the galaxy.

Do you really regret it until you get old, and then regret it?

You deserve real pleasure, and you should take off the protective color you wear.

Why should they be punished if they lose it?

Can you just let the grief end, and at this moment, start living again? ”

Nangong Xinyao's singing made the three of them fall for her and indulge in her. The song carries endless sadness and helplessness, and the peerless face is intoxicating. Looking at her like this, Xuanyuan Yuji slowly stepped forward.

Nangong Xinyao smelled the heavy smell of wine, and she said lightly: "Wine relieves a thousand sorrows, it's just a lie, drinking too much hurts your body." ”

A smile appeared on the corner of Xuanyuan Yuji's mouth, and he stepped forward to reach out and wanted to touch her cheek, but she dodged it without a trace. Xuanyuan Yuji lowered his head lonely, a little discouraged.

"A pot of wine among the flowers, drinking alone without a blind date. Raise a glass to invite Mingyue, and the shadow becomes a trio. The moon does not drink, and the shadow disciples follow me. Temporarily accompanied by the moon will be shadowed, and the joy must be spring. I sing and wander, and I dance in a mess. When they wake up, they mingle together, and when they get drunk, they disperse. Eternal knot ruthless travel, phase Miao Yunhan. Unconsciously, Nangong Xinyao read out Li Bai's solo drink under the moon.

"Bang bang... What a peerless woman. Suddenly, Ouyang Xuan clapped his hands with Murphy and looked at Nangong Xinyao with shocked eyes.

Nangong Xinyao's face was a little unnatural, she just smelled the wine and sighed a little that Li Bai made the first moon drink alone. I didn't know that they would mistake it for a poem written by her.