His eyes, so familiar, could it be him?

Mu Zhiyu didn't dare to guess. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

The eyes in front of me were as cold as 10,000 years of ice, and it seemed that it would be difficult to melt anymore. And the cold momentum on his body, oppressive she was about to breathe. Only the faint cold fragrance kept filling her snort......

How long had she not seen him like this?

My heart hurts.

Mu Zhiyu lowered his head, bit his lip tightly, and didn't dare to look at those indifferent eyes again, for fear that if he was not careful, he would lose his posture in front of him.

Suddenly I felt a little dizzy, and my hands subconsciously went to support my somewhat heavy head, and my eyes were gradually darkening. The next moment, her feet were unstable, and as soon as she fell forward, she fainted in his arms.

Murong Lingche held her waist with one hand and carefully examined her face, there was no sign of disfigurement, but why were these eyes so similar to hers?

From the first time he saw her, he could see that the woman in front of him had no martial arts and her appearance was completely different, but it gave him a familiar feeling.

The most important thing is that he does not reject direct contact with her......

Murong Lingche frowned, his face was gloomy, he didn't dare to fully confirm that she was the woman he had in mind.

If it was really her, then he didn't dare to imagine what happened to her, she would lose the strength of her whole body, become a completely different appearance from before, and even have less than a month of life left.

However, it cannot be ruled out that Shui Mo Xuan was unable to marry a woman with a similar body shape and eyes to her as a concubine because of love.

Murong Lingche looked at her quietly for a moment, his eyes flashed slightly, and then he picked her up and flew towards the attic where she lived.

Murong Lingche's black clothes completely hid him in the night, and the light skill he used to move the phantom made him shuttle through the night like a ghost, as fast as a gust of wind, and no one noticed his figure.

He entered the attic where Mu Zhiyu lived in such a silent manner, and then in an instant, like a shadow, flew out of it again, completely disappearing into the night.

In the warm pavilion, Mu Zhiyu lay quietly on the mahogany incense couch, this night, she slept very calmly and never woke up.

Shui Mo Xuan sat quietly in front of her bed, looking at her peaceful and tranquil sleeping face, her eyes were dark and uncertain, and her gaze became deep and solemn.

Last night, he came out of Abbot Huizhi's meditation room, and when he was about to return to the room, several secret guards he sent to secretly protect Mu Zhiyu suddenly came to report to him.

"His Royal Highness the Prince, the Crown Princess went to the bamboo forest to hang out alone, and her subordinates secretly followed. Suddenly, a man dressed in black and silver appeared, and his subordinates were knocked unconscious before they could fight him......"

Shui Mo Xuan's eyes tightened, and he hurriedly asked, "Is the crown princess okay?" ”

The dark guard's face was a little calm, and he hesitated for a moment and replied: "It's strange to say, the crown princess was obviously in the bamboo forest, but when her subordinates woke up and chased after her, they found that the crown princess had already gone back to the room to rest." ”

Hearing this, Shui Moxuan didn't have time to think about it, and hurriedly came to Mu Zhiyu's room, until he saw her lying on the bed unharmed, and his panicked heart sank slightly.

Sitting beside her, he began to think about the black-clothed and silver-faced man that the dark guard had spoken of.

The people who could make his few secret guards not even have a chance to make a move, in this world, he can only think of those few people.

His eyes flashed slightly, and his gaze towards Mu Zhiyu was a little deep. The man was clearly coming for her, but instead of hurting her, he sent her straight back to her room. Could it be him?

Shui Mo Xuan's eyes tightened, he walked out in a few steps, called to the north, whispered a few words, and turned back to the room.

No matter who that person was, he wouldn't allow anything to happen to her. Until the identity of the person was determined, he had to keep her safe.

So, Ink Xuan sat in front of her bed all night.

When Mu Zhiyu opened his eyes, the first thing he saw was Ink Xuan.

"Why are you here, isn't your room next door?"

Mu Zhiyu said and slowly got up. Suddenly looked at him and frowned, "You haven't slept all night?" ”

Shui Moxuan smiled and said, "Just looking at you, I won't feel sleepy if I don't sleep." ”

Mu Zhiyu was a little speechless, he had been with him for a long time, and he often heard him say such sensual words, and he would not feel too uncomfortable.

"His Royal Highness the Prince, now that I'm awake, it's time for you to rest."

Shui Moxuan smiled and rubbed her head, his eyes flashed slightly, and he asked casually, "Forget your worries, did something happen when you went to the bamboo forest last night?" The Dark Guard said that you sat under a bamboo tree and fell asleep as you walked. ”

Mu Zhiyu's eyes tightened, and then she remembered what she seemed to see Murong Lingche last night.

A man in a black sweatshirt, a golden cape, and a silver mask......

She seemed to have walked to a stream, and when she almost fell, it was this man who appeared and lifted her up, and then she saw the cold eyes of the skull.

The familiar gaze made her instantly think of the man who had never been forgotten by her and was deeply engraved in her heart, but the eyes in front of her were indifferent that she had never seen before......

I was suddenly shocked, and there was a faint cold fragrance, which was the exclusive smell of his body!

Everything feels so real, but why does it seem like a dream when you wake up?

Shui Mo Xuan deliberately said that to observe her expression, and it was obvious that she had seen the man. But it seems that she is not sure of his identity, and she can't even tell the difference between dream and reality.

Mu Zhiyu suddenly looked at Shui Moxuan and asked, "You said I fell asleep leaning on the bamboo last night?" ”

Shui Mo Xuan's gaze was a little evasive, but he still nodded slightly.

Mu Zhiyu didn't carefully observe his somewhat unnatural expression, but somewhat believed his words. Her body is progressing more and more to the point where she can't control it, and it is also possible to suddenly faint outside and hallucinate.

"That's the room you carried me back into?"

Mu Zhiyu looked at him and asked again.

Shui Moxuan didn't deny it, looked at her and smiled and said, "I just woke up, I must be hungry." I'll ask Xiang Ming to bring you the food. ”

Mu Zhiyu smiled at him and nodded.

After Shui Mo Xuan left, Mu Zhiyu frowned slightly, is it really a dream?

After breakfast, Shui Mo Xuan had something to leave, Mu Zhiyu sat in the house for a while, and decided to go to the bamboo forest to take a look again.

In the bamboo forest during the day, there are obviously more people than at night, and many monks are meditating and chanting.

Mu Zhiyu didn't want to disturb them, and walked by lightly without a trace of movement.

The further you go, the deeper it becomes, and there are monks meditating and chanting sutras before, and there are fewer and fewer people behind you.

Walking into the depths of the bamboo forest, she clearly heard the sound of the stream, followed the sound, and really saw the stream, the birds and flowers were fragrant, the environment was very quiet, and it was exactly the same as in her memory.

Now she suddenly couldn't tell whether everything last night was a dream or a reality. (To be continued.) )