In these deep eyes, there is constantly flowing sadness that makes her heart ache, as well as affection that makes her throb.

It's a pity that he found the wrong person for what he said.

"Why?"

She asked stunned, "Isn't the throne important to you?" ”

She was curious and dazed, she didn't know if she was asking this question for herself or for the little feather girl.

Dongfang Yunlie shook his head with a light smile, still without the slightest hesitation, "The throne is not as good as you." ”

The throne is not as good as yours......

Feng Qinyu repeated this sentence in his heart, and his heart tightened a little.

It took a while for her to wake up from such throbbing and ripples, and she reached out and pushed Dongfang Yunlie's hand away.

He shook his head with a slightly irritated expression, and said, "I told you, I'm not the woman in your heart, are you annoyed, why can't you understand." ”

Master and brother both said that her name was Lan Ling, how could they lie to her for no reason.

Besides, she didn't have any impression of this Dongfang Yunlie, since she couldn't remember the previous things, even if she was really Feng Qinyu, if she couldn't remember, she couldn't remember.

That means that fate is over, since fate is over, why bother dwelling, not to mention, she may not really be that Xiao Yu.

And she found that it was this that she really minded.

A little irritable and unhappy in her heart, after she got rid of Dongfang Yunlie, she planned to leave the tent, but saw Dongfang Yunlie pull her back.

With a little anger on his face, he lowered his eyes to look at her irritated gaze, and said, "You want evidence that you are Feng Qinyu, right?" ”

He reached out and tore her clothes open, revealing most of her back.

This sudden move made Feng Qinyu startled, and a flash of fire flashed under his eyes, "What are you doing!" ”

She roared angrily and pulled up her clothes with her hand, but before her fingertips touched the corners of her clothes, she was ripped off by Dongfang Yunlie again.

Seeing that he angrily pulled her to the mirror, pointed to the butterfly on her back, and said, "This butterfly was painted for you by myself half a year ago, is this evidence enough?" ”

Looking at the red butterfly in the mirror, standing lifelike on her back, it can be seen that the painting is really good, and every stroke is drawn with extra care.

If you don't put your heart into it, how can you draw such a beautiful red butterfly.

Feng Qinyu looked at the red butterfly in a daze, obviously attracted by it.

Since she woke up from a coma a month ago, she only now knew that she had such a beautiful butterfly on her back.

With her fingertips brushing the butterfly lightly, she stared at the mirror in a daze for a long time without making a sound, and the entire tent was so silent that she could almost hear the sound of flies flapping their wings.

After a while, he came back to his senses and said, "Really? I don't know where this butterfly came from on my back, you said you painted it, who proved it? ”

Retracting her gaze from the mirror, she raised her eyes to look at Dongfang Yunlie, raised her eyebrows and asked, and her question made Dongfang Yunlie's expression stunned for a while.

After being stunned for a moment, he was a little annoyed because Feng Qinyu asked such a tricky question.

This butterfly was painted by her when they were doing boudoir business, how could he do such a private thing in front of others, and who could prove it.