Outside the house, Tuoba Qingye shrunk slightly, standing outside the door, because he stood for too long, Tuoba Qingye's face was a little pale, and his lips lost their blood, looking extremely pitiful.

When Nangong Yue came to the door, what she saw was Tuoba Qingye's frozen and shivering appearance, and her heart hurt fiercely. Tuoba Qingye was still wearing the same shirt he had worn when he worshipped, and the red blood soaked the clothes, leaving a hideous blood mark on his chest.

Nangong Yue looked away and forced herself to be ruthless, "What are you doing here?" ”

Tuoba Qingye's eyes were slightly bright, and he was about to step forward in a hurry, but he was stopped by the guard in front of the door, Tuoba Qingye was stunned, and seemed to remember that he had broken with Nangong Yue, and there was a touch of gloom in his eyes.

"I'm sorry, I hurt you" Tuoba Qingye lowered his head, his voice very guilty

Nangong Yue's eyes were red, tears overflowed her eyes again, Nangong Yue raised her head hard, not letting the tears fall, and said coldly: "If you are here to say sorry, then you can go"

With that, he turned around and walked towards the house.

Seeing that Nangong Yue was leaving, Tuoba Qingye hurriedly said, "I want you to help me rescue Yue"

Nangong Yue paused, and the hatred in her eyes became stronger, "Save him?" He ruined my wedding, let go of the unicorn spirit beast, and is the enemy of the royal family and even the northern frontier, you let me save him? Stop dreaming."

Leaving a ruthless speech, Nangong Yue strode away and "closed the door"

The door of the mansion was closed again, leaving Tuoba Aono out.

The sky darkened a little, and the lights gradually lit up in the house. In the cold winter, it was extremely cold in northern Xinjiang, and the maid lit a brazier and sent it to Nangong Yue's bedroom.

Nangong Yue leaned on the bed, clasped her hands around her chest, and looked at the faint sky fixedly.

The maid put down the brazier and was about to leave, when Nangong Yue suddenly asked softly, "Is he gone?" ”

The maid was stunned, a little unclear, and only after a moment did she think of who he was in Nangong Yue's mouth, and hurriedly replied: "Back to the princess, the prince of Qingye has not left, and has been standing outside the mansion for three hours."

Nangong Yuemei's eyes tightened, and she couldn't bear to cross the bottom of her eyes, but she still gritted her teeth and said fiercely: "If he likes to stand, then stand, if he has the ability, he will stand all night."

As he spoke, he pulled the quilt hard and closed his eyes.

As night fell, snowflakes began to fall in the sky, at first it was only a fine light snow, but as the sky darkened, the snow became heavier and heavier, and it only took half a moment to accumulate a thick layer.

Tuoba Qingye stood outside the princess's mansion, staring at the closed door. Because of the snow, the guards had returned to the house, and he was the only one left outside the door.

The cold wind swept by, the snowflakes flew wantonly, the wind in the north was colder than in the middle realm, and the wind in the cold winter was the most of the year.

Tuoba Qingye shrank his neck and rubbed his hands vigorously, trying to relieve the cold in his body, but he was only wearing a shirt, and his chest was still injured, so blowing the wind was undoubtedly self-defeating.

After standing for another hour, Tuoba Qingye began to feel a little dizzy in his head, and his body slowly lost his strength, and when he was blown by the wind, it seemed that he would fall down at any time.

Tuoba Qingye clenched his fists, gritted his teeth and held on for another half an hour, and at the moment when he was in a coma, the closed door was finally opened, and Nangong Yue's cold figure appeared at the door.

Looking at the figure that appeared at the door, Tuoba Qingye breathed a sigh of relief, and a faint murmur overflowed from the corner of his lips: "Xiaoyue......"

Nangong Yue's body was shocked, and she looked at Tuoba Qingye in a daze, Tuoba Qingye raised a light smile and slowly fell down under Nangong Yue's shocked gaze.

"Aono"