Leng Yufeng smiled slightly, and sighed with emotion: "It's rare to see a woman like you, it's just ......"

"Fourth prince, it's getting late, and you haven't rested yet?" A murderous voice faintly floating in the cold floated over, interrupting Leng Yufeng's words.

Leng Yufeng looked sideways, and Xue Yihan was standing in the moonlight. A pair of eagle eyes wrapped in a chill shot towards the cold wind, in this midsummer night, glowing with a heart-deep cold luster.

"It turned out to be General Xue." Leng Yufeng turned around unhurriedly and blocked Su Yuqing behind him.

"Lord Jingyue has traveled for a day today, so he must be tired, so let's go back to the room to rest early." Xue Yihan opened his mouth lightly, as if he didn't see Leng Yufeng's movements, and still said to Su Yuqing.

Since Su Yuqing saw Xue Yihan, her heart immediately settled, with him, the cold wind will definitely converge. Secretly relieved, her cherry lips pursed slightly, and a reassuring smile appeared at the corner of her lips.

This subconscious action did not escape the corner of Leng Yufeng's eyes, and the warm pupils with a slight blue luster faintly floated a little gloomy.

Xue Yihan quit the marriage and hired another person, so hurt her and abandoned her, she still has attachment to him!

"Since General Xue said so, then Lord Jingyue should go back to the room and rest. Otherwise, wouldn't it seem that this prince doesn't know how to pity the fragrance and cherish the jade. Leng Yufeng smiled warmly, ignoring the oncoming killing intent, and his voice was as clear as a spring.

Su Yuqing slowly walked out from behind him, blessed the two of them, lowered his eyes and sleeves, and walked towards his guest room step by step, without saying a word.

On a quiet and cool night, I wanted to come out to breathe and relax, but I never thought that I would encounter this kind of thing. What happened to Leng Yufeng? Is he originally this kind of unpredictable temperament? It's just that how can such a temperament develop the appearance of such an elegant and gentle nobleman?

What kind of place is Khotan?

"General Xue, it's dark at night, you and I should go back to our rooms to rest."

"Exactly. The Four Princes please. ”

Behind him, the voices of the two men with a few undercurrents surging in their gentleness came.

Su Yuqing stopped, his jade hand caressed the doorpost, and turned sideways slightly, the good night was ruined by Leng Yufeng, and then looked at Xue Yihan's handsome face, Xingchen Douchang's eyes were full of clear light, staring at Leng Yufeng quietly, as if the other party was just a tree, a smoke, and it didn't really exist in his eyes.

Leng Yufeng's expression was slightly cold, he could naturally see Xue Yihan's look of no one in his eyes, he was humble and polite on the surface, but in fact he was arrogant and arrogant. Hmph, one day, he will definitely behead this general of Zhenbei, who despises him!

Until the two of them gave up their hands and turned to leave, Su Yuqing was still standing in front of the door in a daze and never entered.

The phoenix eyes reflect the moonlight, like water, and in the moonlight, there is an intoxicating charm. Those smart phoenix eyes were silently staring at Xue Yihan's tall and long back at the moment, and under the moonlight, the peak-like back could always make her feel inexplicably relieved.

He's angry, and he's angry.

Why? She said something that made him feel like she was choked before, and he remembered? Still is...... He was angry at what Leng Yufeng did to her?

Is it possible?

Su Yuqing sighed slightly, the voice overflowed, and then passed away in the night, and there was no trace of emotion.

Bei Yan bit her lip lightly, and she was stunned for a moment, then opened the door curtain and went back to the room.

Whether it was her, or Leng Yufeng and Xue Yihan before, they never noticed that in the corner of the pitch-black eaves, a man in black disappeared in a flash, and on the cold black ghost mask, a pair of narrow eyes as cold as snow, in the moonlight like water, glowing with cold silver light, like a sword that blows and breaks, showing the sharpest blade.