Lyle's arm was already dripping with blood, and the traces of being pecked by the crow were almost all over his body.

Fu Xin held his shoulder, trembling slightly, looking at the surrounding fire, he couldn't help but grit his teeth.

Rushing out, it seems impossible, but staying here is just waiting for death.

Lyle felt the hand on his shoulder, and his deep blue eyes, which had been gray and dark, seemed to light up, like stars in the night sky, full of hope.

He looked at Fu Xin and said with a light smile: "Don't be afraid, I have already found someone to tell Prince Isaac about this before I came, and he should send someone to save us soon." ”

As soon as the words fell, there was a burst of sound outside the palace, and the sound of the palace people extinguishing the fire was heard clearly.

Fu Xin breathed a sigh of relief.

Lyle pursed his lips and suddenly asked, "When is the wedding going to happen?" ”

Fu Xin was stunned, he didn't expect him to ask so suddenly, and only after coming back to his senses did he say slowly: "Tomorrow." ”

"So fast..."He was a little stunned, his expression darkened, but he still curved the corners of his mouth and said with a smile: "Then I wish you a happy marriage in advance..."

In the flames, the dependence of the two seems to be infinitely magnified, becoming the whole world.

The forced smile on Lyle's face was particularly lonely by the firelight.

There are always people who are willing to miss the love of their hearts, and you will be quiet for a lifetime.

Fu Xin's eyes were warm, and she only felt that at the moment when he spoke, she did not have the joy of being blessed, but rather lost and worried.

It's like someone sent their pure and flawless sincerity to him, but he was smashed to the ground by his own hands, and the sound made his heart tremble.

Are you really willing to give up, from now on you can only know that he is lonely in a corner of the world.

Fu Xin whispered in his heart, unwilling.

So a voice said—If you want to recover this true heart, then go.

"Lyle."

"Huh?"

At the moment when he tilted his head, Fu Xin hugged his shoulder, and his red lips overturned.

She cautiously reached between his lips and teeth, even though the last time Lyle secretly kissed her when she was awake, it seemed to feel differently when she turned to the initiative.

The kiss was too soft and delicate, as if the two were just pouring out their true feelings to each other.

There was no discomfort, as if they should have been.

Lyle's eyes widened, but he had already met her kiss uncontrollably, and after a while, he became proficient, going deeper and deeper, but seducing step by step, so that Fu Xin couldn't help but bend the corners of his mouth, but he still cooperated with his naughty behavior.

The heart was pounding.

Lyle had never had such a throbbing.

His former dreams suddenly became reality, and he felt that he might be dreaming.

I still think about her even in my dreams.

And Fu Xin didn't know the interesting thoughts in Lyle's heart, so he just closed his eyes and quietly felt the gentle and long kiss.

Lyle saw her long eyelashes, fluttering gently like butterfly wings, drawing him in infinite affection.

Lyle didn't know when the kiss had ended, it seemed like a century had passed.

Fu Xinwaner smiled, and suddenly said to Lyle: "It seems that this time I can only die under the peony flower." ”

Since she chose Lyle instead of His Royal Highness the Prince, then her mission this time has failed, she has no health, but will deduct a health value for this, although Fu Xin feels a pity, but this pity is not as sincere as Lyle.

Of course, Lyle didn't understand.

He moved his lips silently, telling me that I love you.

At the same time, the fire was gradually extinguished.