"Father." Leng Xian shouted sullenly, and pressed him down on the soft couch, not letting him see his weakness at the moment, if his father knew, he would definitely blame himself again, she didn't want him to be sad, she didn't want him to blame himself.

"Hmm." Baili Yu Xin was lying on the soft couch, with a pair of iron arms tightly hugging her slender waist.

"What kind of place is the Eastern Foothills?" Leng Xian asked quietly, gently closing his eyes, hiding all the emotions under his eyes.

She placed her hands on his chest, feeling his steady and powerful heartbeat. Stability, calm, what kind of happiness it would be if you could live like this all the time.

Baili Yu Xin's body shook slightly, but he didn't speak, maybe he didn't know what to say, his Ning'er was no longer willful, no longer resisted his orders, and finally agreed to marry. But there was a deep sense of loss in his heart and the suffocation of that moment made him breathless.

Seeing that he didn't speak, Leng Xianning pursed her lips and hugged his neck.

"Father, Ning'er likes her father very much."

"Hmm." Baili Yu Xin smiled, this little girl. Rubbed her hair dotingly.

"Father, Ning'er doesn't like Longze Palace."

"Yes."

"Father."

"Yes."

"Father."

"Yes."

"Father."

"Yes."

The night is getting deeper and deeper, and the dark sky is like a monotonous splash of ink painting, dotted with stars, dotted with it, so beautiful.

In the Longze Palace, Baili Yu Xin was lying quietly on the soft couch with Leng Xian Ning, who had fallen asleep, with a charming smile on his thin lips, and a trace of brilliance bloomed on his face. It's a nice feeling, peaceful, peaceful.

It's cold in the heights

As an emperor, he has long understood the loneliness of the heights, and the path of the king is always lonely. But Heaven still favors him, doesn't it? brought him Ning'er, gave him a smile, had companionship, and didn't have to be alone.

It's just that, it won't be long before this only smile of his is going to leave him?

The smile on his lips sank, and his handsome face was solemn, and he grabbed her small hand that he placed on his chest, and his slender white fingers slid again and again in her palm, seemingly irregularly.

Leng Xian Ning was still asleep, and in the faint candlelight, her thick black eyebrows twisted unconsciously, and then released, and the corners of her mouth slowly raised a smile, a smile of unknown meaning.

Did she dream about something? So happy?

On the second day, Leng Xian Ning woke up from his sleep, and the bright yellow gauze tent was all yellow. I was stunned for a moment, this is my father's bedroom. She vaguely remembered that she had said last night that she didn't like Long Zedian. Thinking about it, she couldn't help laughing, but there was no person around, and she felt a little lost in her heart, she really wanted to open her eyes and see that handsome face.

You can ask him, did you sleep well last night?

You can ask him, did you dream of me?

The sunlight outside the window was extremely bright, like her mood. Thinking of the previous suspicion with his father last night, and thinking that he loved her more than before, his heart seemed to be filled with honey, and the corners of his mouth unconsciously raised a smile, which made her dark yellow and ugly face covered with a faint brilliance, which actually made the sunshine lose.

Slowly stretched out her hand, thinking about the words that her father had drawn in her palm last night, her eyes gradually deepened, it turned out that her father was ······

"Princess." Lin Hai's respectful voice came from outside the door.

"Come in." Leng Xian Ning put away the expression on his face and said lightly.

"Princess, the emperor instructed him not to wait here until the princess wakes up." Lin Hai raised his head slightly, looking full of worry, this dragon collapse has not yet had any concubines who are qualified to rest here, but this favored princess has slept here many times, how can people not worry.

"Grandpa Lin, what's wrong?" Leng Xianning looked at his eyes, and there was a trace of clarity in her heart, she never cared what others thought, what they thought, what they said and what she had to do, she only cared about her father's thoughts.

"It's okay, princess, breakfast is ready, and the slave will announce someone to serve the princess." Lin Hai still said respectfully, his expression did not have a trace of inappropriateness, as if he was really worried about the cold fiber.

"That's it, I'm going back to Zili Palace."

Leng Xianning smiled, got up by herself, and got dressed, she was not used to being manipulated, even if she was just dressing.

Lin Hai was stunned for a moment, hurriedly lowered his head, and watched the corner of the goose-yellow clothes pass in front of his eyes, holding back his thoughts, and always feeling that the princess had just looked at him with a meaningful look, but he couldn't think through it.

It is true that the mind of this master is not something they can guess.