The emperor glanced at the woman's eyes, and his dark eyes were like ink: "This is the northern wilderness and no one's land, this is the imperial palace." ”

What he wants to do, no one can stop him.

Mu Ziyi snorted coldly, verbal arguments were useless.

Tiger fell Pingyang was bullied by dogs, and she felt that since her ability disappeared, she was bullied everywhere.

If you want to survive well in this world, you can't do it without strength.

"This palace is for you to walk in, and no one will restrict your freedom."

The woman sneered: "Being locked up in this palace, there are enchantments everywhere, is this what you say will not restrict my freedom?" ”

Utter!

The imperial palace raised his eyes and said lightly: "Only this palace, you can't leave." ”

His tone was flat, like the calm before a storm.

If you say it, you don't say it!

Mu Ziyi's fists clenched slightly, but the expression on her face suddenly eased, and asked lightly, "Do I look like your old friend?" ”

The woman's voice was as light as water, like a pebble sinking to the bottom of a lake, and no one answered.

The wind was still strong in my ears, and the sky was still dark.

After waiting for a long time, there was no sign of the black-robed man speaking, as if her inquiry had been swallowed up by the wind, and did not reach his ears.

But Mu Ziyi knew that he didn't want to answer. I don't know whether to mention his sadness, or unintentionally poke his scar, the man's eyes turned slightly, and his thin lips said lightly: "You look like my dead lover." ”

When the words fell, the wind suddenly stopped, and the surroundings were very quiet, even a little scary.

The temperature in the air was very low, and even the little black cat in the woman's arms lowered its eyes and did not move.

At this moment, it is quiet.

Looking at the pupils hidden under the mask, it seems that under the dark and thick eyes, there is a different kind of sadness.

Yes, sadness.

Although he couldn't see the slightest from his eyes, Mu Ziyi felt that the man in front of him was ruthless, but he also had his little sadness in his heart.

She had seen the woman in the painting, and it was a woman with a temperament.

The woman's lips pursed slightly, she wanted to try to get the man to let her go through the woman in the painting. But looking at the black-robed man in front of her like this, for some reason, she just couldn't bear to speak.

The word love is the most hurtful.

Xu is because she has also experienced the separation of life and death with the person she loves, so at this moment, she can understand the sadness in this man's heart.

The breeze blew softly, and a strand of hair beside the woman's ear fluttered gently with the breeze.

The woman's expression at the moment was indifferent and a little cold, and a beautiful figure floating in her mind automatically overlapped with her.

They are the same person.

The emperor's eyes were slightly cold, and he stepped forward and grabbed the woman's wrist, and a strong possessiveness burst out of his eyes: "You are her." ”

The man's sudden action caught her off guard, and Mu Ziyi wanted to withdraw her hand, but the man grabbed it tighter. The woman's eyes were cold: "Let go!" ”

The emperor's eyes stared at the woman, her expression was like the figure in her memory, how could there be two people in the world who were so similar?

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