Shi Wei's face slowly showed a gentle smile, "Your Highness explained the affairs of the minister, and the minister will definitely do his best." ”

Shen Yue just glanced at him lightly and didn't speak.

I have to say that Shi Wei's acting skills are really good, people who don't know really think how loyal and docile he is, but in fact, he has long stood on the same line with Shen Yaojin behind his back, and he can pretend that there are no flaws in front of him.

The incense burner emits a shallow white smoke, and the faint aroma of tea is refreshing.

Shen Yue sat on his knees, his back straight, his thin and slender eyelashes hanging under his eyelids, wearing a cobalt blue cloud brocade crane, and his slender and clean fingers held a delicate and small teacup.

With a slender snow-white neck like a swan, and a plump red lip, he took a sip of the teacup and tasted the tea.

The movements were graceful and careless.

Shi Wei's eyes couldn't help but deepen, and his eyes fell on Shen Yue's beautiful and noble eyebrows with darkness and greed.

Half-hanging his eyes, a desire for destruction suddenly rose in his heart that even he couldn't control.

When Shen Yue raised his eyes again, Shi Wei regained his appearance as a handsome son.

He was smiling, beautiful and gentle, hiding all his dirty thoughts.

He said, "Your Highness, the snow has stopped, do you want to enjoy the snow together?" ”

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The snow has indeed stopped, the sun has risen, and the winter sun is pale, sprinkled on the layers of snow, shining with white light, and the birds on the branches chirp incessantly.

Shen Yue refused to enjoy the snow with Shi Wei.

There was no other, just because when the veil was swaying by the cold wind, she saw a tall figure, and she didn't know how long she had been standing there.

In the middle of the night, the cold wind swept through, the cold and clear moonlight shone on the window paper, the snow was mottled, and the melted snow water flowed down the layers of yellow tiles.

Shen Yue opened the secret compartment, and there was a small wooden box hidden in the hidden place, took it out, opened it with a key, and inside was the talisman.

Just put it on the table without any cover, Shen Yue played with it, looking at what everyone wanted, her eyes were very light, there were no waves, her complexion was pale and sickly, and her lips were red.

The tear moles under the eyelids are vivid and dripping.

The pink fingertips gently rubbed the pattern on the talisman.

Anyone desperately wants to get their hands on it, but it's nothing more than a lifeless object.

Is it important?

Shen Yue picked up the talisman, looked at it seriously through the candlelight, and looked at it for a long time, but he didn't see anything.

I don't know how long I watched it, but it wasn't until the door was silently pushed open that Shen Yue came back to his senses a little.

The eyelashes trembled twice, Shen Yue looked over, and the talisman in his hand was still shining under the candlelight, as if it would be ignited in the next second.

As soon as Cheng Qiangong came in, he almost saw the talisman in Shen Yue's hand, so he stayed for half a second longer, his expression was cold, and there was no flaw in it.

Closed the door and walked in.

Seeing the man coming, Shen Yue's expression remained unchanged, his thin bed clothes revealed a snow-white collarbone, and his eyes were even colder and indifferent than this night.

She took the talisman from the candle flame and held it in the palm of her hand, the cold talisman was dyed warm, and her eyes were lowered carelessly.

The talisman was placed on the desk at random, and the talisman that could lead tens of thousands of soldiers seemed to her to be just a strange thing, without any sense of cherishing.

The voice was a little hoarse, "What are you doing here?" ”

It doesn't seem to be very welcoming, but anyone with ears can hear it.

Shen Yue has been very cold to him these days, and even the last time he was angry he left so obviously, Shen Yue didn't come to coax him.

It's weird.

With Shen Yue's character, it shouldn't be like this.

Cheng Qiangong was pricked by her indifferent look, approached, and wanted to hold Shen Yue's hand, but she inadvertently avoided it.

She supported her chin, her sleeves slipped slightly, her wrists were slender and delicate, covered with a layer of snow-white thin flesh, and the sinuous blue veins were clearly visible, even thinner and thinner than before.

Why did you lose weight again?

Cheng Qiangong's eyes darkened, his eyelashes drooped, and at that moment, why did the girl become thinner than the soldier talisman in front of her.

He leaned over and hugged the girl.

Shen Yue was sitting, the man was standing, and in such a hugging posture, Shen Yue's head could only reach his abdomen.

The man's fingers were thick and powerful, and they rested on her shoulders, as if they could give people an infinite sense of security.

And this time, Shen Yue did not wrap his hands around his waist as Cheng Qian wished, but frowned and pushed the person away, as if he was really impatient, and repeated it lightly.

"What are you going to do?"

Cheng Qiangong, who was pushed away again, couldn't maintain the calm expression on his face a little, and the hand hidden under the sleeve robe spasmed unconsciously.

His face sank, and he said coldly: "It's okay, can't you come?" ”

Shen Yue looked at him indifferently without any ups and downs, as if everything in this world couldn't alarm her for half a minute.

"Yes, of course."

She said yes, but there was no emotion in her eyes, and her dark and moist eyes seemed to have seen through the man in front of her, through everything, and through his purpose.

At that moment, Cheng Qiangong suddenly had an inexplicable panic, and his heart was filled with colic, Shen Yue was obviously in front of him, but it seemed to be separated by thousands of rivers and mountains, which made him panic from afar.

"Your Highness."

And Shen Yue had already closed his eyes and seemed to sigh: "Carry me and rest." ”

Cheng Qian pursed his lips respectfully, with the light on his back, his face was dark and uncertain, and he couldn't see clearly.

When he picked up Shen Yue, he found that the girl was simply terrifying, too thin, how could she be so thin.

Lying on the bed, Shen Yue's hand tightly grabbed the corner of Cheng Qiangong's clothes, did not let go, she closed her eyes, breathed steadily, and didn't know if she fell asleep.

Cheng Qiangong stood on the side of the bed, guarding, and in the middle of the night, the charcoal fire was halfway burned.

The incense burner in the room was wafting with mist, which had a calming effect, and Shen Yue also closed his eyes, as if he was asleep.

Cheng Qiangong stood stiffly for two hours, incense a statue of ice, he quietly watched the girl pull his fingers on his sleeves, and frowned, and a shadow fell between his eyebrows.

seems to be calm, but his nails have pinched a mottled blood mark on his palm, indicating that his mood is not stable.

After a long time, the candle flame had long since burned out.

Cheng Qiangong stretched out his hand and pulled out his sleeves, originally thinking that Shen Yue would need some effort to grasp it very tightly, but he never thought that as soon as he pulled it, the sleeves fell lightly.

This is too simple, but it made Cheng Qian stunned for a long time.

In the past, His Highness grabbed his sleeve very tightly, and he refused to let go no matter what.