His hand was on Chenguang's hand, it was a pair of knobby hands, with a heart-warming magic, the white color that even a woman would be jealous of, cold as cold jade, the cold touch stained her equally cold skin, piercing her heart.

The morning light leaned against the rockery, the light here was much darker than outside, but the cold purple still forced into her field of vision, and despite her efforts to lower her head, she still saw the rich purple, which was obviously an unusually bright color, but it made her shiver with cold, and she wanted to close her eyes.

The strong palm wind attacked left and right, surging forward, but was repelled by Yan Ying's palm, he didn't use all his Xuan power, he looked at Huo Wu and Si Qi's murderous expression, and said with a smile:

"Isn't it okay to make a move here and bring in irrelevant people?"

He looked at Huo Wu and Si Qi, but the words were for Chenguang.

The killing intent in the eyes of Fire Dance and Si Qi was even stronger.

"Fire Dance, Si Qi, step aside." Chenguang finally opened her mouth, and when she spoke, she still lowered her head deeply, and her soft voice trembled so much that she could hear her trembling without deliberately tasting it.

Fire Dance frowned.

Si Qi pulled the fire dance, the fire dance hesitated for a moment, bent his knees with a cold expression, and followed Si Qi out of the rockery.

Yan Ying smiled, turned her head, and looked at the morning light that was stiff against the mountain wall. She bowed her head deeply, refusing to look at him, and he could feel her hand in his palm trembling coldly, as if it was tense to the limit and about to collapse, the look of cowardice, sadness, and pity.

Yan Ying didn't want to see her like this, he tried to comfort her, he stretched out her five fingers in her stiff struggle, his slender fingers dug into his fingers, clasped with her, and the other hand stroked her hair, patted her as before, and chuckled in her ear with an exclamation:

"My kitten, you've grown up."

He felt Chenguang's body tense instantly.

He pretended not to see it, he deliberately ignored it, it was his escape. His cold hand ran down her hair, brushed her ear, pinched her delicate face teasingly, and asked with a smile:

"They asked you to play the piano just now, why didn't you play it, didn't I teach you?"

Chenguang didn't say a word.

She didn't hide from his hand because she had nowhere to hide, his proximity made her body unable to exert any strength, she felt like she was stuck in a serious illness, every drop of blood in her body was struggling to resist, and yet the flesh/body was motionless as if she was completely dead, which was probably a near-death feeling.

Yan Ying's hand finally landed on her chin, and he spoke in a tone that seemed to be a whisper between lovers, but the words he said were like questions. The questioning was cold, but with a little doting connivance, as if to anger her disobedience, he said:

"I asked Si Qian to bring you a letter to meet you, why didn't you come?"

Morning Light was silent.

Yan Ying wanted to hold up her chin and let her raise her head, but she resisted unusually, so he was no longer reluctant, his fingertips gently rubbed her soft skin, he chuckled, pretended to be aggrieved, and complained:

"The kitten is too good, I waited in Fuyu Mountain for a day and a night that day, it was so cold, I was waiting for you, I almost got sick, you are really willing, you are so ruthless......"

"Why can you pretend nothing happened?" He heard her trembling that was about to collapse, and she interrupted him in a trembling tone, with a thick cry in the trembling, and a strong sorrow enveloped her, and her sorrow seemed to destroy her in the next moment.

Yan Ying's heart shook violently, and a warm smile froze at the corners of her lips, as if the warmth just now was just an illusion. The hand that held her fingers unconsciously loosened for a moment, and when he woke up the next moment, he suddenly clenched as if he was escaping, even if it hurt her, he didn't care.

But she was able to break free from his confines with great dexterity, and at the same time she transmitted to him the powerful aura that emanated from her that was capable of destroying the world.

Yan Ying suddenly felt that his chest cavity had become empty, as if his heart had disappeared, but in fact his heart was beating so fast that he couldn't believe it.

She looked up.

He didn't see her eyes reddened by sadness, on the contrary, her eyes were clear, clear, pure black, black as ink. She looked at him with a pair of extremely clear and cold eyes, pure and innocent eyes, but behind them there was a bloodthirsty cruelty as clear as water. Yan Ying once thought about why this person was able to show the dirtiest killing intent with the cleanest eyes, she was so clean, but she was so cruel.

His heart began to sink all the time, and he was overwhelmed by the feeling of falling that could not reach the bottom, and he stared at her eyes and moved his lips silently:

"Si Chen......"

"Yan Ying, I'll kill you." She said, "I'm going to kill you." ”

The voice without any emotion is like informing him. Yan Ying felt funny, and at the same time he felt that his whole body was hurting, and it was like being torn apart.

She left him without hesitation.

Yan Ying hung her hand weakly, he didn't stop her, he couldn't stop her, he couldn't keep this "her".

He leaned against the mountain wall, the whole person seemed to have fallen into the endless darkness, in a trance, the blood waves of that day appeared in front of him, the blood flowed like a river, the real blood flowed like a river, he stood on a high place, looking at the girl standing in the river of blood, the girl's beautiful red dress could no longer see whether it was the original color or the color dyed by blood, he knew that she was afraid, but he pretended not to know.

On that day, she paid for him.

……

Chenguang walked out of the rockery quickly, Huo Wu and Si Qi came up, and Chenguang walked outside the princess's mansion with a calm face:

"Si Qi, you go to the front and tell His Royal Highness King Rong, just say that I am not feeling well, go back first, and then go to Concubine Jing, the eldest princess, and the fourth princess to tell them respectively."

Si Qi responded, turned around and left.

Chenguang walked out of the princess's mansion, the carriage had stopped outside the gate and waited, Si Qian stood in the coachman's position, looking at her expressionlessly.

Chenguang didn't look at him, but went straight to the carriage, leaning back in the pile of soft pillows, she felt that she was almost out of breath, and reached out to unbutton the two buttons to relieve some relief.

She closed her eyes and tried to calm down, but the crying in her body kept churning, sad, desolate, and dying like sadness and desolation, which disturbed her and made her uneasy.

She tightened her eyebrows, the smell of blood in her memory surged, cruelly provoking her five senses, she almost wanted to gag, but the memories refused to let her go, the river of blood, the piercing blood, flowed under her feet, warm terribly......