Her father and mother were still in the man's hands, and she had to kill him.

Thinking of this, Qianqian's fists under his long sleeves tightened, why did he start to be a little unable to move?

No man has ever been so close to her as he is,

Qianqian's nervousness and crampedness are under the eyes of Huangfu Xueying,

Feng Mu Yao is right, she can't be the opponent of Huangfu Snow Shadow at all,

Huangfu Xueying looked down at the woman in front of her, her pink fists clenched, her long eyelashes like butterfly wings flickered, avoiding the light for several days, making her fair complexion blend with the fox fur, pure as if she had never been contaminated with a trace of dust,

He approached her with a purpose at first, but now, even he couldn't tell whether these tenderness to her was sincere or false.

A gust of wind gently blew, and a strand of hair fell from the corner of her sideburns, and her soft hand gently wrapped the hair to the back, and inadvertently her fingertips gently brushed her cheeks.

Seeing this unintentional action, Huangfu Xueying's heart actually had a little throbbing, and she couldn't help but reach out and gently hold the hand she was about to withdraw.

Qianqian's figure stiffened slightly, a trace of panic flashed in his eyes, and he felt that his hand was grasped by a broad hand, and the man's elegant voice had a slight trill, "Actually, even this palace feels a little incredible,

He just stopped at this point and didn't continue.

He trusts his instincts: she should be a simple-minded, kind woman,

Beneath her cold exterior should be a heart that longs to be warmed, and in a way, she is similar to him,

He is cold because it is cold in high places,

He has been planning for many years to sit firmly in the position of the current prince, and there are many of his flesh and blood brothers who are counted among them, but the imperial power is like this, if there is no desire, it is strong, and if there is no heart, it is strong.

If he wants to sit in that position, he has to make a trade-off.

Over the years, he never dared to have a heart with anyone, and he never met a person with whom he could have a heart, because he could not trust anyone, until he met this woman,

Even he thought it was incredible, where did the trust he gave her come from?

Maybe he just wanted to trade his trust for hers, and it was a fair deal.

Walking in the snow, as the name suggests, is to go for a walk in the snow,

In the year of Ruixue Zhaofeng, having a thick snow cover means that the snow country can be smooth in the coming year.

When Huangfu Snow Shadow naturally wanted to hold her hand at first, she instinctively avoided it, he had always been gentle, but for the first time he pulled her hand strongly, "The snow road is slippery, and this palace is holding you, so it is safer",

Qianqian didn't resist anymore.

For the first time, someone led me to walk like this, and I hadn't felt this feeling in many years.

When she was young, whenever she encountered a muddy road, her father and mother would hold her to prevent her from falling.

Sometimes, it doesn't take much effort to give people a warm feeling, as long as a small action can make the ice and snow melt in an instant.

Qianqian plucked up the courage to look at the man beside him, his elegant and superb temperament was like this, the snow was all over the sky, holy and beautiful, there was a gentle smile on the corner of his lips, and the eyes that looked at her were equally gentle,

In his eyes, he couldn't see the slightest deception and ulterior motives, she believed it, at least at this moment he was really afraid that she would fall,

Qianqian turned her head to look at the footprints left by the two people behind her, this feeling was amazing, suddenly, there was no such lonely feeling, a string of footprints seemed to be intertwined, extending far away,

All the way to her heart,