"Brother Wind......"

The purple figure trembled, and the obsidian-like eyes flashed fiercely, Qin Youqing turned his head away, looked away, and called softly: "Princess? ”

As if waking up from a dream, Mu Chujin put down her hand in a panic, feeling her gaffe, she hurriedly apologized: "I'm sorry, the prince is very similar to an old man in this palace, it was really ...... just now I'm sorry......" smiled, with a slight self-deprecation.

"Princess, that's so polite." Qin Youqing said lightly, the corners of his pale lips pursed slightly, his face was a little transparent under the moonlight, he coughed lightly, and his fluttering eyes finally fixed on the white shadow, "Presumably that old man is very important to the princess......"

The breeze passed, and the muffled sound disappeared into the ethereal air, and then dispersed as soon as it blew......

Mu Chujin's heart ached slightly, turned around, looked deeply at this identical face, and said word by word: "He is very important to me!" ”

Yes, very important!

A man who silently guarded her has guarded her for so many years, although the most ruthless words were said in the end, but the past is not something that can be easily erased with a cruel word.

Perhaps, she was too impulsive at that time, think about it carefully, he may have his own unspeakable grievances, how can she doubt him so easily?

Alas......

If she could go back and see him again, she would definitely say "I'm sorry" to him, and his choice might be right. Whoever says a lie is a disguised protection for another person, maybe what you see is not true, what you hear is not true, but the feeling in your heart is true.

Put away the depressed mood, and the water vapor in the eyes of the rhinestones gradually disappeared and remained in the bottom of the eyes.

I don't know why, she suddenly felt that the man next to her seemed to be in a better mood, and the smile on the corner of her mouth seemed to be brighter and warmer than usual.

The black clouds covered the moon, and the night suddenly fell silent, and then darkened.

Under the shadow of the swaying tree, a vague figure seemed to be reflected, the black shadow moved, and the pupils hidden in the dark were as silent and cold as night, and the whole body was faintly cold.

The robe flew up, and the deep pool-like eyes looked at the figure that was gradually moving away, and flashed slightly, spinning out the different colors of the flowing waves.

The weather is hot and humid, as if a layer of fine water vapor is wrapped around people. Even if you stay in the house and do nothing, you will sweat.

This is the ancient sorrow.

There is no developed technology, no air conditioning, not even a rudimentary fan.

But where there is money, there is enjoyment, and this is the difference between the poor and the rich.

At this moment, Mu Chujin was reclining on the chaise longue, and there were several maids standing next to her, holding a pu fan in her hand, shaking it gently.

This is a gazebo, and in front of the pavilion is a dense bamboo forest, and the breeze blows and the bamboo leaves rustle.

The breeze hit, mixed with a faint smell of green bamboo, which made people feel indescribably comfortable.

The rhinestone's eyes were half-open and half-closed, Xu was lying a little numb, Mu Chujin turned over and changed his posture, his delicate body was a little lazy, and he invisibly brought out a flattering color, which was natural and not pretentious at all.

"Princess, your herbal tea."

"Hmm."

With a light response, Su Bai's hand took the flower tea handed by the maid, and the cherry lips took a sip gently, and a cool jasmine aroma invaded the tip of her tongue, provoking her keen taste buds, and her heart instantly quieted down.

Putting down the blue and white porcelain cup, the rhinestone eyes looked at the lush bamboo forest in front of him, and gradually darkened.

In front of the forest was the snow garden, and as long as she passed through this barrier, she could see him, and see the man who had made her restless for the past few days, but her natural pride did not allow her to do so. Since Murong Yue'er called him away that day, he has never come to look for her, there seems to be an awkward quarrel between them, Mu Chujin doesn't know where she offended Feng Rongxue, causing him to not see anyone for the past few days, he seems to be deliberately avoiding her, and he seems to be very busy.

The rhinestone's eyes looked at the bamboo forest floating on the green waves in a daze, and gradually lost his mind, as if he had fallen into some kind of memory.

She suddenly remembered the scene when they were dependent on each other in the cave, how dependent they were on each other at that time, as if there was only her in his eyes, she also looked at him emotionally, she originally thought that after the unforgettable experience in the cave, their relationship would improve, I don't know why, when they appeared in the princess's mansion with different identities, everything returned to the original point.

His dark eyes are still impenetrable, he is still shrewd and mysterious, still indifferent and cold, still faint and gentle, with a mask that seems to be true and fake, and the smile on the corner of his mouth will inadvertently reveal to her, but it is not her only one.

Some people say that men are very possessive and can be very domineering to the women they love. But women are also very possessive of the man they love, and since she is his, then he must be hers.

She Mu Chujin thinks that she is not a perfect person, she can't tolerate a grain of sand in her eyes, she doesn't like to see flowers in the fog, she doesn't like things that can't be seen clearly, she likes to be clear. However, in the face of her relationship with Feng Rongxue, she was only confused at the moment, as if she was alone in a white mist, where she could not see the direction, and she was cautious with every step forward, but it seemed that something dangerous was desperately tempting her, making her desperately search.

Are they lovers? It doesn't seem to be, it's just on the edge of ambiguity, slightly shallower than love, slightly higher than friendship, it's an inexplicable feeling, flowing between them, but damn so deadly, tempting her, making her struggle between love and non-love, this is the charm of Feng Rongxue, pushing her into the abyss of feelings, but the choice is still in her hands, but he doesn't know that no matter what the choice is, she Mu Chujin will be smashed to pieces.

Scold!

A bitter smile piled up on the corners of his lips, and Mu Chujin suddenly felt a little flustered in his heart. She didn't expect that she loved more than she imagined, and her feelings were stronger than she imagined.

The relationship between her and Feng Rongxue seems to be a tug-of-war, sharpening each other tightly, and the most important thing is to see who abandons the weapon and surrenders first, and who loses his heart first, then that person will lose very badly, and the whole city may be destroyed.

What woman would compare feelings to a war like this?

Thinking of this, Mu Chujin smiled self-deprecatingly, but there was more helplessness in his eyes.

Because you haven't met a man like Feng Rongxue yet.

Savvy and powerful.

In the blink of an eye, the remnant sun is slanting westward, and the sky is full of sunshine.

At this moment, it is incomparably harmonious and beautiful.

The girl on the chaise longue lowered her eyes, as if she was asleep, and a pair of slender eyebrows were gently pressed together, like the ethereal smoke outside the mountain, faint, as light as catkins, and floating.