It's like a gust of wind, it's in a hurry, it's a hurry, and it's not willing to stay a moment longer!

Narong Moli didn't say a word from beginning to end, just stood there quietly, calmly watching Narong Jingxuan pull Ling Xiyun away until he disappeared around the corner......

After Narong Jingxuan left, the temperature around him returned to normal again, leaving only Narong Moli alone in the pavilion, he stood gently, and there was not the slightest fluctuation on his calm face, as if the unexpected riot just now had never happened! And he doesn't seem to be affected at all, he is still as gentle as a lotus flower in the lake, pampered and not frightened, and leisurely.

A gust of wind hit, the lotus flowers in the lake swayed at will, and a few wisps of refreshing fragrance floated in, and at the same time, the dark yellow clothes and black hair of Narong Moli were blown up, swinging lightly in the air, giving people a pleasing feeling!

Suddenly remembered the scene where he hugged Ling Xiyun just now, the lip flap that was close at hand, and the corners of his lips couldn't help but rise slightly!

Her fingertips still seem to have her temperature......

"Interesting."

An unknown streamer flashed in her gentle eyes, and her gaze unconsciously drifted towards the place where Ling Xiyun had just disappeared, and then opened her lips and muttered softly, "We will meet again soon." ”

……

At the same time, the other side.

Narong Jingxuan tightly tugged on Ling Xiyun's wrist, striding forward without looking back, at this moment his thin lips were confined, and his face was as cold as an ice mask, so that people couldn't guess what he was thinking at the moment......

Along the way, except for the dull and chaotic footsteps, no other sounds can be heard, and the atmosphere is quiet and a little scary! It's like the silence before the rainstorm, which makes people feel a little timid, and they are worried from the bottom of their hearts!

was dragged silently by him all the way, Ling Xiyun only felt as if her wrist was about to be pinched off, and it hurt hotly!

At first, she also felt that it was a little rude for her to be so close to the prince in the pavilion, so she let him forcibly drag her away out of understanding.

But......

Even if you drag her away, don't use so much force!

She feels like her hand is going to break, okay?!

Even if you don't like that prince, don't be angry with me!

Believe it or not, it will be broken in minutes?!

Originally being dragged all the way and sweating profusely, coupled with the terrible pain in her wrist, Ling Xiyun pursed her mouth, and finally couldn't help frowning and complaining to Narong Jingxuan's back.

"Alas...... That one...... Can you stop first?! My hands hurt so much......"

"Why do you keep pulling me forward?!"

"It's almost out of the Imperial Garden, can you stop for a while?!"

"You might as well say a word...... What's the deal with silence! Are you supposed to be ...... You're angry, right?! ”

"Didn't His Royal Highness the Crown Prince explain it to you just now?! That's just the way it is! We really don't have anything! This is really a misunderstanding! ”

"Hey! You have something to say! ”

He snorted at his back for a long time, but Narong Jingxuan turned a deaf ear and didn't react, Ling Xiyun was almost depressed, and he didn't know what he had done wrong to make him so angry!

She didn't do anything!

I said that it was a misunderstanding, why can't I explain it clearly?!

Besides, even if he hated that prince, there was no need to treat her like this!

She's just a passerby, okay!

Feeling that instead of letting go of anything, her wrist was suddenly pinched tighter, Ling Xiyun immediately took a breath of cold air, twisted her brows and couldn't help but exhale in pain.

"Shhh...... My hand is going to break! You tap! Taps to make it?! ”