Eating ginseng can turn a pair of cheeks, so wouldn't those who do bad things get rich. "I've eaten a lot of ginseng before, but it hasn't changed."

No wonder what people look at her in addition to being amazed, it is obscene. With such a face, she couldn't help but sigh, let alone those men. She kept touching her face, and she felt depressed in her heart.

"When I saw this cheek, it felt very familiar." Heartache and trembling surrounded him.

Hearing him say this, she nodded: "I feel this way too, as if this face has followed me for thousands of years." ”

Xuanyuan Yuji didn't speak, he stretched out his hand and touched it quietly. Gentle smile, his expression is something no one has ever seen. Looking at them like this, the stars and the moon were embarrassed to hide behind the dark clouds, quietly leaving them a little space.

The night gradually deepened, saying goodbye to Nangong Xinyao, and Xuanyuan Yu left reluctantly.

When the beautiful woman fell asleep, the corners of her sweet sleeping mouth gently raised a smile, very sweet, very sweet. At this moment: "Mo Yunhao, I hate you, I hate you." The female voice that had followed her for many years rang out again.

"Ahh

"Who is she and why does she keep pestering me." Clutching her body, leaning her back against the wall, she kept talking to herself.

The nightmare made her not want to sleep, and just like that, she leaned on it and kept saying nothing until dawn. When the morning light slowly rose, she looked outside, and there was some sadness and discomfort in her eyes.

With a bang, the door was pushed open, and a man dressed in black walked in from the outside. He stepped forward nervously: "Yao'er, what's wrong with you, Yao'er, Yao'er." ”

Raising her eyes, her eyes were full of tears, and she rushed to it. "Marks, why did she do this to me, why."

The man was Xuanyuan Yuji, who had been in the room since he left yesterday, and he had gone to the morning court at dawn. Sitting on the court, his heart ached, and because he was worried about Nangong Xinyao, he immediately rushed over.

Hearing the one in her mouth, Xuanyuan Yuji's eyes flashed with loneliness and sadness. "Yao'er, he has passed, I will accompany you in the future, no matter how old or bad you are, I will not let go of your hand."

"No, she didn't pass, she was always in my dreams." The suffocating feeling, the sound that suffocated her, the more she listened, the more scared she became.

Yao'er, to this day, can't you forget Mo Hao. Could it be that my Xuanyuan Feather Mark is really inferior to him? Xuanyuan Yuji lowered his eyes sadly. That lonely and thin figure is heartbreaking and heart-wrenching.

He took a deep breath and closed his eyes sadly: "Yao'er, if you can't forget him, I'll send you back." "For the sake of Nangong Xinyao, he can give up everything.

Go back, go back, he won't be—" Marks, where do you think of it. ”

This fool won't think I'm thinking about Mo Hao! Mo Hao is just a stranger to me. If you talk about love, it's too far. A smile rose at the corner of Nangong Xinyao's mouth, and she shook her head helplessly. She and Mo Hao have only met a few times, where can they fall in love so easily.

"Yao'er, isn't he what you're talking about?" Xuanyuan Feather Scar stared at her expectantly.

She shook her head: "Of course not, the person I'm talking about is a woman. That woman, she felt so familiar to me, she followed me for years. ”

No matter where she was, she could never get rid of that woman. The woman was like she had roots, and wherever she went, she would follow. For more than ten years, that woman has been with her, and when she closes her eyes and takes a nap, that woman will appear.

"Women?" Xuanyuan Yuji frowned, very puzzled.

Nangong Xinyao nodded: "Yes, that woman has a very poisonous curse and has been cursing a man." I couldn't see her face, only that she was dressed in purple. ”

Purple? A figure flashed in Xuanyuan Yuji's mind, and that was Nangong Xinyao. Nangong Xinyao often wears purple, and she doesn't like other colors except purple.

"Yao'er, what did that woman say?" He frowned.

Recalling the dream, Nangong Xinyao replied: "Love can't be born, hate can't be extinguished, I take the name of King Feng." Curse thee from generation to generation, and from generation to generation, that your children and grandchildren shall not die well because of women. ”

Suddenly, Xuanyuan Feather's eyes widened. He stared at Nangong Xinyao closely, not knowing what to say. A monk who attained the Tao once said to him: The Destiny of the Phoenix Maiden, the curse is like a poisonous snake, if it is right, it will benefit the dawn, and if it is evil, the world will be ruined. Let him remember! After the monk had said this to him, the monk had died violently.

He remembered what the monk said in his mind, and he never forgot it for a moment. Now, Nangong Xinyao's words evoke his memories.

"Marks, what's wrong with you." Nangong Xinyao shook her head worriedly.

He came back to his senses, pulled his lips and smiled: "It's okay, I'll let Wuxin take you to the Imperial Garden for a walk!" I'll take care of the twists and turns first, and I'll see you later. ”

"Well, you go get busy first." She nodded, smiling.

After Xuanyuan Feather Trace left for a while, Wuxin came. Earlier, she followed Wuxin in the Imperial Garden. Today, she didn't wear a veil, and her face made the flowers bow their heads in shame.

"Miss, you are so beautiful." I couldn't find the words unintentionally, and suddenly such a sentence came out for a long time.

Nangong Xinyao smiled and shook her head: "You are also beautiful." ”

"What are you doing here?" Seeing her squatting on the ground tearing off flowers and weaving them, her brows furrowed unintentionally.

"You'll find out in a moment." She worked hard to weave it, hoping to use the wreath to forget her years of nightmares.

She only made up this thing when she was in school, but she didn't expect that although she hadn't made it up for a few years, her skills hadn't declined at all. Throwing away all unpleasantness, she hummed a ballad. A crisp and pleasant sound sounded, and suddenly there were a lot of birds, all kinds of birds, which made people dizzy.

"What's going on?" How could these birds come again, unintentionally frowning.

Looking at the flock of birds, Nangong Xinyao stretched out her hand, and at this time, the birds scrambled to fly on her arm. "Don't rob it, what if it hurts."

The bird seemed to understand her words, and obediently flashed to the side, and Nangong Xinyao smiled gently. She sat on the ground and carefully knitted the wreath in her hand. With her beautiful songs, birds flying, and treetops accompaniment, the whole royal garden comes alive.

"Who is so bold as to dare to pick flowers here." A shrill voice came.

Stopping singing, Nangong Xinyao stood up slowly. Looking at the gorgeous figure, her brows furrowed. "Heartless, can't you pick these flowers?"

"No one else is allowed to pick it, but except for you." Because even if Nangong Xinyao wants the stars in the sky, Xuanyuan Yuji will do it without hesitation.