Ling Yurou's eyes widened, and her mind couldn't help but think of the situation when Ayu was waiting for Ayun to bathe, and hurriedly covered her nose with her hand to prevent the blood from spurting directly.

Beautiful men bathe, ********, if you add some laughter and gentle moaning, then ...... Tian ...... "Rou'er? Seeing Ling Yurou's face blushing into a tomato color, Ah Yun called softly: "Rou'er, are you not feeling well?" ”

Ling Yurou blinked: "No, I'm fine, you two go take a bath." ”

Ah Yun smiled slightly, and said to Ah Yu: "Tell them to prepare another pool of warm water, and Rou'er should also freshen up." ”

"Yes, Childe."

The water temperature is moderate, and the fragrant petals are covered with it, so it feels good to have one person alone in a large bath.

Ling Yurou hummed a small tune while taking a bath: "Wash and scrub and scrub ......"

I don't know where Ah Yun is bathing, and a bad thought rises in my heart, if only I could watch from the sidelines.

Hehe, beautiful man, who doesn't like to watch it.

A faint touch of worry flashed over her heart, and she suddenly remembered Du Shangzhe and Ling Yun, Ling Yurou's heart sank and calmed down. What Ling Yun wanted most was for her sister to stay by her side. She knew that Ling Yun was very sensible, and when she was away, he was obviously afraid, but he didn't show it at all, and when she was frustrated, Ling Yun would comfort her.

It's just that she knows that Ling Yun is often crying alone secretly, and she knows that he is afraid of ...... The eyes were slightly red, the scenery gradually blurred, the face was cold, and two lines of tears flowed. Ling Yurou sobbed softly, picked up a bow of water and washed her face.

"Rou'er."

The familiar voice echoed in the air, and Ling Yurou was taken aback, it was Ah Yun's voice!

looked around nervously, but didn't find Ah Yun here, and couldn't help frowning slightly, she couldn't have had auditory hallucinations just now.

It's an illusion, it must be an illusion, Ah Yun is not here. Thinking of this, Ling Yurou continued to slap her face with water.

"Rou'er, can you hear me?"

The familiar voice sounded again, and this time she heard it very well, the voice ...... It seems like the wall came out there.

It's not like a hallucination, it's not like an auditory hallucination, it feels like Ah Yun is right next to it!

"Is it Ah Yun?" She asked tentatively.

"Well, I'm next door to you."

Next door? Ling Yurou looked at the wall, it was bad, wouldn't all the songs she sang just now be heard by Ah Yun.

"Rou'er, can you come over for a moment?"

Ling Yurou mentioned in her heart: "What's wrong?" What about Ayu? ”

"Ayu has something to do, go away, Rou'er, can you come and help me?"

"......" help? It's not right, Ayu is very anxious about Ayun, how could he leave at this time? If she really passed, she would definitely see a picture of a ******** beautiful man bathing.

Beautiful man out of the bath!

Ling Yurou subconsciously pressed her nostrils, her face flushed, and her mind was full of the smoky hallucinatory Ah Yun...... "Rou'er, can you come over for a while?" I've soaked it for too long, I'm ......so dizzy," the next words were groaned. Replaced by groans.

If you soak in the hot spring for a long time, you will get dizzy! Ling Yurou suddenly came to her senses: "I'll come here, Ah Yun, you wait for a while." ”

went ashore, dried her body and got dressed as quickly as possible, and walked out in a hurry, the wooden door next to her bath just now was empty, and there was a faint sound of water, Ling Yurou took a deep breath, stretched out her hand and pushed the door in.

The mist is pervasive, the aroma is overflowing, this aroma is Ah Yun's body fragrance.

You can't see Ah Yun in the huge pool, it's broken, it can't be sinking, right?

"Ah Yun, Ah Yun! Where are you? She shouted nervously into the water, it was okay to move, as long as she was sure that Ah Yun was really underwater, she immediately jumped down.

"Rou'er, I'm here."

A fairy-like voice came from the side, Ling Yurou turned around and saw a person lying on the mahogany lying on the floor, wearing a pale white robe draped over a slender and straight body, elegant and luxurious. The black jade-like green silk is scattered at will, like a waterfall pouring down, the eyes have a trace of water, deep but bright, like an elf casting a spell, with a light smile between the red lips, noble and elegant, ethereal and handsome, between the mist, fluttering like a fairy.

It's so beautiful that people forget to breathe, and they can only sigh, this person should only be in heaven, how many times can he smell it in the world.

"Rou'er, come and help me." The thin pale red lips opened slightly, sipping a touch of water, and the slender jade hand pointed out to her slightly, beckoning her like a demon.

Ling Yurou swallowed her saliva, her face was hot, she hesitated for a while, and then walked over.

Ah Yun smiled in his mouth, and put his hand on her shoulder: "Rou'er, help it up." ”

Ling Yurou nodded.

With a little force, Ah Yun supported his body, slowed down, took a slight breath and said, "Okay, let's go." ”

She could feel that his body was really weak at the moment, and he didn't have much strength, but he still couldn't bear to put the weight of his body on her, and he had to rest a little every few steps before he could continue to walk.

It was actually only a short distance from the bath to the room, but the two of them walked for almost a quarter of an hour, and Ling Yurou secretly thought in her heart, the Nine Turns Soul Rejuvenation Pill was really powerful, even someone as unfathomable and profound as Ah Yun was injured like this, and he didn't know who the master who made this pill was.

But one thing she knows very well is that if this master is still alive, she will definitely not be able to provoke her.

When they returned to the room, the room had already prepared pastries and fruits, and made top-quality tea.

Ling Yurou gently helped Ah Yun to the bed, Ah Yun was half-lying, Ling Yurou pulled a quilt and gently covered him. Seeing the open robe, his brows furrowed slightly, and he took a robe from the side and put it on him.

Glancing at Xiao Jiu, who was sleeping soundly next to her, Ling Yurou was puzzled, how could this little thing sleep so well.

"Xiao Jiu, it has been locked up in the Cold Moon Hall with me for ten years, and before she is close to the world, the divine beast is very sensitive to breath, presumably it was the breath on the Dark Flame Mountain that made her uncomfortable, so she fell asleep."

"Sleep state? How long do you have to sleep? ”

"The place where the ancient beasts lived was holy and clean, and they absorbed the aura since they were young, Xiao Jiu was very uncomfortable, that time I was locked in the Seven Stars and trapped in the Dragon Formation, Xiao Jiu also followed, and I slept in the Cold Moon Hall for half a year before I woke up."

Slept for half a year? Oh my God, I can really sleep, I haven't eaten for half a year, and if I was human, I would have become a bone.

Presumably this is Xiao Jiu's self-treatment method, I hope this little guy is fine.

Slowly, Ah Yun said that he had been trapped in the Cold Moon Hall for ten years, so Ah Yun's identity ten years ago ...... Ayun ...... Nangong Moyun! Prince Moyun disappeared in the Heavenly Star Continent for no reason ten years ago, could it be that Ayun is the Prince of Nangong Moyun?

Thinking of this, Ling Yurou was surprised: "Ah Yun, are you the Prince of Nangong Moyun?" ”

A cloud of deep meaning flashed in his eyes, and just as he was about to answer, he saw a black shadow sweep in from the window, and the light in the room dimmed.

The person who came was Ling Haotian, who had changed into a dark rheinated robe, his long black hair was still uninhibited, and his handsome face was even more three-dimensional, so strong, as if the sun and moon were also covered.

His appearance made the warm atmosphere in the room instantly lower a few degrees, like an eagle's eyes looking straight at Ling Yurou, such a powerful aura made Ling Yurou's heart collapse suddenly.

He's not going to admit defeat and want to fight again. She would win just now because Ling Haotian didn't know her details, if she fought again, she might not be sure to win.

After Ling Haotian glanced at her, he turned to Ah Yun, his resolute face collapsed, the two looked at each other for a while, Ling Haotian suddenly knelt on one knee and said respectfully to Ah Yun: "Minister Ling Haotian see the prince!" ”

As soon as these words came out, it was equivalent to giving Ling Yurou an answer, yes, Ah Yun is the Prince of Nangong Moyun who has been missing for ten years!

Ah Yun looked indifferent and raised his hand towards him: "The past, don't mention it." Get up. ”

Ling Haotian froze slightly, didn't say much, and stood up.

Ah Yun pointed to the stool next to him and said, "Haotian, sit down and talk." ”

Looking at the stool, Ling Haotian sat down.

Ling Haotian sat on the side with a cold face, Ah Yun drank tea with an unfathomable face, and neither of them spoke, Ling Yurou was very strange, so she remembered that she was an outsider, maybe it was because of this reason that they didn't speak.

Thinking of this, Ling Yurou said, "Ah Yun, Lord Ling, you two should discuss things well, Rou'er will leave first." ”

After Ling Yurou finished speaking, she was about to turn around and leave, but she was grabbed by Ah Yun's hand, and when she turned her head to look back, Ling Yurou looked puzzled.

"Rou'er is not an outsider, don't leave." Ah Yun pulled her back to his side as he spoke, and actually asked her to sit on the edge of his bed.

Ling Yurou wanted to withdraw her hand, but he held it tightly, and tried it a few times like this, for fear of hurting him, so she pouted and let him do it.

At this time, I only heard a few knocks on the door, and Ah Yun said, "Come in." ”

The door was gently pushed open, and a woman walked in, wearing a light water blue skirt, long hair hanging down her shoulders, tied with a water blue silk, the hosta was gently pulled, the tip of the hairpin hung down like a small chain of water droplets, a slight shaking was like rain, and the fine silk material moved slightly with the action, like the first bloom of the light plum, not seeing luxury but seeing tranquility. The eyebrows are clear and beautiful, clear and beautiful, there is a natural freshness to carve, especially the charm between the eyebrows and the lips, elegant and gentle, the view is kind, and the expression is warm but a little indifferent.

Seeing this woman, Ling Yurou was taken aback, it was the Queen Mo she saw that night, Mo Wan'er!

How could she suddenly be here!

"Wan'er!" Ling Haotian called, his cold face was full of surprise, his cold eyes were full of tenderness, he walked over and stood in front of her, his big hand stretched out but clenched into a fist in the air, opened and closed a few times, he actually took a few steps back, bowed slightly and saluted: "The last general will see the queen." ”

Thousands of years of fame, I will bury you, Linglong Sheji, ridiculous but without the king's life, the Han sky is vast, holding the prosperity and sadness, bending the eyebrows, fate is destined to become the past.

Although it was only one step away, they stood on each other's shores at both ends of life.

In such a situation, Ling Yurou couldn't worry.

Mo Wan'er looked at Ling Haotian, her cold eyes did not show a trace of fluctuation, like stagnant water, such a stunning beauty, but as if she had no soul.