Youfeng was speechless, didn't she just bully him a little bit in the palace garden, how could she meet him anywhere?

Can't she go out in the future?

That's a completely unacceptable setting!

"We're so fated, don't you invite me along?" Seeing that Youfeng didn't speak, he looked at what he thought was quite a variety of dishes on the table, and sat down uninvited.

Fate? yes, ape droppings are pretty much the same!

Thinking of what happened in the ruined temple, Youfeng was not very good, but on the surface, he still had to make a false impression of gratitude to him.

After all, in his eyes, his life was saved by him.

"Do you want to call a few more?" Ghostly Breeze kind offer.

She and Nuo Xin have eaten almost enough, and there are some leftovers left on this table to entertain the 'life-saving benefactor', which is really not good.

So, once again, the plates were removed, and the fragrant hot food was served to the table for the third time.

Nangong Yehua moved a few chopsticks and was full, wiping his mouth elegantly, every move, clear and sparse, and full of height and elegance.

"Forgot to ask, how did you get home that day?" The slender jade hand supported the chin, and the beautiful eyes stared at her for a moment, as if they were very interested in her.

The pink and lovely little girl sitting opposite was the opposite of the naughty little man who was chased and killed that night, but could self-regulate, and she couldn't see the shadow of the vicious little bully in the palace garden.

Her porcelain-thin skin was as pink as a peach blossom, and her delicate little face had a decent 'smirk', and she spoke with a glance, losing the true temperament revealed in her face that night, and the cuteness of being ostentatious in the palace.

On the contrary, he was cautious and avoidant, as if he didn't want to see him, touch him, and have any intersection with him.

Knowing this, Nangong Yehua was suddenly angry, how many people in the imperial city would like to see him and say a few words to him, okay, you little guy still dare to look down on him?

Don't think that your father is the left minister, so he doesn't dare to do anything to you!

Nangong Yehua lowered his head, and was trying to embarrass her, so that she would know that he was unhappy.

But he inadvertently crashed into the spiritual eye wave hidden between his hair, and he couldn't say anything ugly.

The two black grape-like eyes kept spinning, and he couldn't even blink his eyes when he saw it, and suddenly he was glad that he didn't say those annoying words.

"Walking home, of course!" The wind replied with a light wink.

“······” Nangong Yehua was speechless, and she really couldn't find a refutation for her answer, because she was indeed walking back!

While he was looking at her, the wind was secretly watching him.

Dressed in a luxurious and exquisite moon-white warm cloud pattern auspicious brocade robe, with a jade belt around the waist, a long figure, a young age between teenagers and adults, lazy, a little arrogant, and a little crazy.

If you want to talk about temperament, she is not easy to describe, as if there is a sense of mystery covering her, as if no one can see through him.

Also, compared to himself wrapped like a snowball, he was really cool in clothes.

But the beautiful young man's face was a little warm, and the smiling face was so beautiful.

Another master at the level of Nuo Xinqiaoer!

Nangong Yehua was not angry after being taken aback, but chatted with Youfeng with a smile.

It's just that this chat is limited to his unilateral side.

"O border city, the sky is high, solemn and interesting...... It's so much more fun than Jiacheng, you don't see ......"

"Guta Temple, you must not have been there..."

"And that master of the lamp, he is a powerful national player, I'm just a little bit better than him..."

"Also, on the mountain behind that temple, there is an ancient pagoda that has stood for thousands of years, which has withstood the wind and rain, and is not dilapidated at all."

"Say, how can this tower be built so strongly?"

“······” You're so well-informed, and you're so proud of bouncing around, Youfeng was secretly angry in her heart, she would never admit that she was coveted by what he said.

"Why don't you speak?" After saying a lot, she was thirsty, and was about to take a sip of tea slowly, Nangong Yehua finally realized that she hadn't answered a word.

The relationship is all about him talking to himself for a long time, and what about chatting?

Youfeng listened very yearningly, but he just didn't show it, at this time, seeing that he didn't say anything, he began to hold her again, and he became more and more speechless, you want to chat, and she doesn't want to talk to you!

Nangong Yehua didn't know what Youfeng was saying about him in his heart, and seeing that she still didn't speak, he began to talk about interesting things again.

Thinking that you like to be lively so much, see if you will answer when the time comes.

"Don't you see, the two white eyebrows when Father-in-law De is in a hurry, how happy!"

"It's like the tentacles of the unicorn, and when you touch it, you can't stop jumping, and we have a chance to play tricks on him together!"

Speaking of excitement, he also instigated the ghostly wind, and the bright peach blossom eyes were also dyed with a gentle smile, becoming more and more lazy and seductive, and the ghostly wind listening to the story was unconsciously infected by him.

However, Gonggong De was Emperor Xixue's personal attendant eunuch, so she didn't want to, "I don't want to enter the palace, you better go and tease him yourself!" ”

Even if she wanted to go into the palace to see the fat peach tree, she wouldn't go with him.

By the way, she hasn't been to see it for almost a month, right?

Oh, by the way, now that she knows who she is, can she go into the palace to see the tree friend who has been with her for more than a year?

"Huh? You also don't think the palace is fun? Nangong Yehua quite agreed with Youfeng's words.

Since following my father into the palace every day a year ago, except for the largest fat peach tree in the imperial garden and the food in the imperial dining room, Youfeng has lost any interest in that boring place, but she didn't expect Nangong Yehua, who grew up in the palace as a royal family, to agree with her words.

In addition to being surprised, he felt that it was no wonder that his father, who disdained the emperor, would befriend the only prince of Xixue Country, the emperor's younger brother Duanqing, and there was a reason.

Otherwise, King Duanqing, who has not returned to Jiacheng for a few years and likes to be at ease outside, would have dug up the corner of the cowardly emperor a long time ago.

At this point, Nangong Yehua is still very similar to King Duanqing.

In fact, the palace of the Western Snow Country is built in a valley, and the buildings with carved beams and paintings are magnificent.

The palaces are built along the mountain road, located in the southeast, the four seasons are distinct, and the valley is often foggy, like the style of the sect of cultivating immortals in mythological stories.

And this valley is far away from the noisy imperial city, and the scenery is excellent, if it is not polluted by the concentration of power, power, wealth, and the darkest and dirtiest palace in the world, it is indeed a good place for self-cultivation.

Seeing Youfeng's disgusted look, Nangong Yehua laughed, and the flamboyant and bright little guy came back again.

When he left Xiang, he heard Nangong Yehua's exaggerated laughter and was surprised.

This is the third time he has seen Nangong Yehua so happy, who is so powerful?

A naughty and flamboyant figure appeared in his mind, and he shook his head and denied it, how could it be her!

However, fortunately, I still remember to let Xiao Li Ninglei guard the entrance of the second floor and not let others hear it.

He glanced at the two stake-like guards and went straight upstairs.

Li Xiang found that there was no one else upstairs except for the table, and he was not surprised, his suspicious eyes fell on the pink figure sitting opposite Nangong Yehua, looking at the little back that was somewhat familiar, and some doubts that he had seen it somewhere.

However, Lixiang has always had few words, a cold face and a cold heart, and his upbringing since he was a child, even if he was confused, he would not say it. Nangong Yehua has been practicing martial arts since he was a child, and he is deaf and clear-sighted, so he doesn't need to look to know who is coming.

Nuo Xin had already warned the wind when he heard the movement, and turned his head to look at the comer.

The person who came was dressed in a black robe with his black and shiny hair, very handsome, but he was still young and had no momentum, but his every move was as serious as a little adult, and it was just like when they first met that night, giving people a feeling of being a little difficult to get along with.

And the exposed healthy wheat-colored skin made his whole person look full of wild attacks, and at a glance he knew that he was a martial arts master.

If you only look at it from the outside, it seems that he is one or two years older than Nangong Yehua, but in fact he is a little younger.

Especially when he saw that expressionless and cold face, Youfeng felt funny, such a young child pretended to be old, just like a child took an adult's clothes to wear, but in fact, he was actually a child.

Did the people of ancient age grow old and be precocious?