Chapter 232: Don't waste time on me, Lord Wang
Thinking of that child, thinking of the arrogant and domineering Shangguan Birou in the palace, and all kinds of affection between the two of them in front of her, all made her feel extremely ironic at this moment.
"Dongfang Yunlie, this kind of affectionate dialogue is really not suitable for you."
She turned her eyes away, not looking at Dongfang Yunlie's deep black eyes, and she didn't want to interpret how much truth and how much falsehood there was in these deep pupils.
Feng Qinyu's words made Dongfang Yunlie's heart sink to the bottom, and he looked at Feng Qinyu, who had already turned his gaze elsewhere at this time.
"Lord Wang, you better go back, there is still someone in the palace who you should be affectionate waiting for you, I, a murderer, it is enough to have Lord Sun watch, Lord Wang, don't waste time on me."
Feng Qinyu spoke again, and his calm tone was full of alienation and indifference.
After saying this, she didn't speak again, and her heart began to ache faintly again, but in front of Dongfang Yunlie, she didn't even want to frown.
As Dongfang Yunlie said, under her seemingly easy-to-talk appearance, she has a stubborn heart that others don't know.
No matter how alienated and indifferent she was, Dongfang Yunlie still didn't leave.
Only by letting Feng Qinyu stay under his nose can he barely rest assured.
Squatted down and sat down beside Feng Qinyu, he didn't speak again, and he didn't defend himself because of what Feng Qinyu said just now, at this time, justifying would only seem boring and redundant to her.
Feeling Dongfang Yunlie sitting down beside her, Feng Qinyu's eyes with his back to him slowly opened again, and in these unwavering black eyes, there was a little more sadness at the moment, but he was so stubborn that he didn't let Dongfang Yunlie see it.
Two lines of clear tears slipped down quietly along the corners of her eyes.
Brother Yun Lie is no longer Brother Yun Lie, and Jiu'er is no longer Jiu'er.
In this small space, two hearts, a love, are quietly buried at this moment.
I don't know how long it took, Feng Qinyu fell asleep leaning against the corner like this, in the cold cell, the cold air was a little pressing, which made Feng Qinyu, who was asleep, feel even colder.
Xiumei frowned, she curled up, her hands on her knees, and kept squeezing into the corner to make herself feel a little warmer, but this did not work at all.
The cool air still kept hitting her body, and she shivered all over her body.
Suddenly, a long arm gently grabbed her body and leaned on her arms, and the warm long arms protected Feng Qinyu's whole person tightly in her arms.
Such a cold and thin body made Dongfang Yunlie, who was sitting beside her, frown.
Lowered his eyebrows and looked at the stubborn face in his arms that was so stubborn that he was unwilling to admit defeat, even if he fell asleep, his brows never let go, and his beautiful face was full of refusal to admit defeat, just like the black eyes that jumped into the courtyard wall of his Oriental Mansion but still refused to admit his mistake.
The sudden warmth on his body made Feng Qinyu's tightly locked brows stretch slightly, and even, his expression was not as uncomfortable as it was at the beginning.
Her hand subconsciously circled the sturdy waist beside her, and her body moved slightly, as if she wanted to find a suitable seat to fall asleep.
Gradually, her body became much warmer, and she slept more peacefully than before.