She was woken up by the sound of an argument, and her head looked like a beehive of bees buzzing in the middle, and her temples were swollen and aching.

"As long as she goes out with you, it's fine. I ask the prince to stay away from her, she is a child and can't stand such a toss. This voice was Tang Nan's desire, Meng Yuyun tried to open his eyes, but his eyelids were heavy, and he couldn't open them even if he had enough strength.

Just when Meng Yuyun wanted to give up, a cold voice came into her ears, and her heart trembled involuntarily.

The voice was saying, "It's not about you."

The cold voice gradually overlapped with the voice in the depths of her heart, Meng Yuyun trembled her eyelashes, she tried to open her eyes again, and a bright cold light flashed in front of her eyes.

On a snowy winter day, the snow is white and looks particularly bright. Meng Yuyun closed her eyes for a long time and was intoxicated and in the darkness, and the bright light shot into her eyes, forcing the haze in her eyes to dissipate. She squinted, trying to adjust to the light.

A slender figure stood at the door, his back to Meng Yuyun, and his arms were slightly stretched out in a posture of maintenance. He was wearing a moon-white robe, and the cold wind was howling to blow his clothes into the air, and she couldn't see his appearance, but she could feel the loneliness emanating from him.

The moon-white robe was the one Meng Yuyun had ever seen, and the one that Tang Qingyou often wore looked particularly thin in the cold winter wax moon.

Meng Yuyun opened her mouth, wanted to say something, thought about it, and swallowed the words into her stomach. She struggled to hold on to the edge of the bed, stretched her body, and sat up against the pillow.

The carved mahogany bed is hung with a tain-colored curtain, and the quilt is made of fine fabric, and even the embroidery on the top is particularly delicate. There was a dressing table in the east, and there was nothing on the table, and the rhombic glasses were dim, and from her angle, she could vaguely see her pale face.

There was a soft collapse by the window, and there was a quilt on the collapse that had not had time to fold, which was slightly messy. There is a small table with vermilion lacquer on the side, and there is a pot of wine and three or two books on the table.

The memory gradually returned to before she fell unconscious, and she couldn't help but touch the painful place in her neck with her hand, but she didn't touch anything. What frightened Meng Yuyun was that she couldn't even remember what Nan Ji looked like.

Everything last night was reproduced in front of her eyes, but she really forgot about that gorgeous face.

Meng Yuyun frowned and lowered her head in contemplation, she tried her best to find Nan Ji's face in her mind, she remembered that face was so good that people couldn't forget it at a glance.

It's just that no matter how she thinks about it, the face is as if it was covered by a heavy white mist, and when she lifts the white mist, she thinks she is about to see it clearly, and the white mist gathers together thickly.

Meng Yuyun didn't believe that her memory was so bad, unless it was Nan Ji who did something to her, so that she could blur Nan Ji's face from the depths of her memory.

As she struggled to remember, the people at the door had noticed her awakening. The man turned around, a hint of joy crossed his eyes, and in a deep and clear voice, he asked softly, "Is there anything uncomfortable?"

Meng Yuyun raised his eyes in a daze, but what caught his eyes was Qin Jing'an's face, he had always liked red, such a pure color, just like the wedding dress on the bride's body when she got married.

However, Meng Yuyun never knew that he looked so good in moon white, his long ink-colored hair was tied up high with a jade crown, his long eyebrows were in his temples, and his deep eyes made people dare not take a second look, for fear that he would indulge in it. Probably because of the wind blowing at the tuyere, his lips were a little white, but they looked much gentler than usual.

He walked slowly towards himself, one step at a time. Meng Yuyun watched his footsteps, silently noted it in his heart, and walked from his direction to himself, taking a total of eight steps. The distance between her and him was only eight steps.

When I think about it like this, my heart warms up. Meng Yuyun couldn't help but smile, let Qin Jingan see it in her eyes, only to say that she was not in a big problem, and her heart was slightly peaceful.

"Hungry or not? I asked the canteen to boil green vegetables and meat porridge for you, which is very fragrant and strong. ”

Meng Yuyun shook her head, but her stomach was not cooperating, and her voice seemed to be blown one by one.

"Are you alright?" Tang Nan wanted to rush in with the wind and frost, and the oncoming cold wind made Meng Yuyun so cold that he couldn't help but shiver.

Tang Nanyu's hair was wet, and there was residual snow floating between the hairs, which was particularly conspicuous. His cheeks were red from the cold, and he was afraid that he had been blocked out for a long time.

"I'm fine." Knowing that he was worried about himself, Meng Yuyun responded with a smile, but his hand touched the place where he had been stinging before, without a trace, and he couldn't help but secretly think in his heart, was he hallucinating?

"Then go back with me, Su Xin is worried about you." Tang Nanyu wore a fox fur on his body, which was an extremely rare white fox.

As soon as she heard Su Xin's name, Meng Yuyun became anxious, that girl was the most dead-eyed, if she thought that something had happened to her, she would be able to do it.

Hurriedly asked, "You didn't tell her about my fainting, did you?"

"Naturally not," Tang Nan said and glanced at Qin Jing'an, "You go back with me, don't get in the way of other people's eyes in this place." ”

"Good!" Meng Yuyun didn't listen to him carefully, she was so concerned about Su Xin's body, she hurriedly opened the quilt and wanted to get up.

Qin Jing'an didn't have the slightest ripple on his face, and let Tang Nan want to speak to himself with thorns, he reached out to support Meng Yuyun's shoulder, pressed her back stiffly, and said forcefully: "What are you doing in such a hurry, wait for a bowl of porridge, and I'll send you back."

Meng Yuyun was worried that Su Xin was in a hurry, where would she be willing, so she shook her head and refused: "I'd better go back and have a look first, you don't know that Su Xin's girl is so young that she always loves to think cranky."

Tang Nan wanted to echo on the side, but he couldn't help but smile on his face, which made Qin Jing'an look at it, and his face became more and more cold. He stared at Meng Yuyun silently, and said word by word: "If you go out of this door with him at this moment, I will treat you as if I don't know you."

Such serious words came out of his mouth lightly, Meng Yuyun was in a dilemma for a while, she looked at Tang Nanyu a little helplessly, and tried hard to explain: "Lord Wang, you know that Su Xin is young and has experienced some bad things, I have to rush back, otherwise she will be uneasy,"

Qin Jingan didn't speak, just stared at her with a pair of eyes, and she felt furious in her heart.

Meng Yuyun was a little shaken, she lowered her head in embarrassment, and whispered, "Why don't I drink the porridge and go back?" It shouldn't be bad at this time, Su Xin is so well-behaved and obedient......"