Chapter 928: The Kingdom of Ling Li Twenty Years Ago (4)
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That gap is the gap between Su Peiyun and Su Xiaoxiao's soul that was pushed into the water and drowned.
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Cherry blossoms, are blooming vigorously, white and red petals, sprinkled and sliding, in a thousand postures, holy as lilies, pure in lotus, gorgeous in sunflowers, delicate in roses.
Falling between Yan Nuo's hair and shoulders, the beauty is like a fairy who is not stained by the world.
But, only when she doesn't speak.
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Walking out of the palace, the corners of Yan Nuo's mouth twitched slightly, how could she not understand this long talk?
It's just right, just what she wants.
Now, he is "on the list".
On the wanted list, he is getting more and more headlines, and he is destined to have no chance with the palace.
The palace is a 'holy' place, and her hands are stained with blood, so it's better for everyone to have nothing to do with it.
Isn't that right?
She is not a canary who will be kept in a birdcage, roaming the sky, being a falcon with wings ready to fly, this is her!
"Are you...... Yan Nuo, right?! โ
A crisp female voice suddenly sounded behind Yan Nuo.
It seems familiar.
Yan Nuo turned around, and looked at the woman, wearing a sky blue gauze skirt, with a graceful body, and his eyes were wavering, looking at that appearance, he was a little anxious, as if he was looking for something missing.
"Ahh
Yan Nuo raised his eyebrows and looked at the woman in front of him, "What are you looking for me?" โ
"Really?! Great, great! โ
The corner of the woman in sky blue clothes bent the corners of her eyes, and she narrowed her eyes directly with a smile, "Unexpectedly, he didn't find it, but found you." โ
Yan Nuo pursed his lips, as if he was racking his brains for memories.
At this time, the woman in the sky blue opened her mouth again, "Okay, since this is the case, I will follow you, in this way, are you still afraid that you will not find him?" โ
As she spoke, the woman in the sky blue dress grabbed Yan Nuo's arm and said excitedly:
"Okay, it's okay, it's okay, let's go, I'm here, I promise you to eat the same food as the palace food every day."
"Ah...... It's true? โ
Yan Nuo's eyebrows were happy, and he directly agreed: "Well, it's good." โ
The corners of the woman in the sky blue clothes twitched, as if she had just remembered something important, and squinted at Yan Nuo and said:
"You remember me, right?"
Yan Nuo frowned, "Hmm...... Dream money money ......? โ
The corner of the woman's forehead twitched in sky blue, and she faintly felt a little defeated, thinking about it, she was the top 'cook lady' of the Fengguo Dynasty, where would anyone not pursue and please her? Just to be able to taste the food she cooks!
In the Fengguo Dynasty, there was a saying that 'the kitchen died after eating, and the ghost was also romantic'.
Now, Yan Nuo actually didn't remember his name, which was a bit frustrating.
"You remember it clearly for me, my name is Meng, Qian, Qian!"
Meng Qianqian paused word by word, as she spoke, her face was stained with a suspicious flush, she covered her cheeks, and said shyly:
"If you follow you, when will Xiqing appear?"
"Ahh
Yan Nuo raised his eyebrows, "Well, when he will appear, it is his freedom." โ
"What?"
Meng Qianqian's red lips pursed slightly, "Don't you know?" You're their boss, how can you not know where your men are? โ
Yan Nuo Zhengse, "He's not my subordinate, he's my partner. โ
Meng Qianqian opened her mouth and wanted to ask something, but when the words came to her mouth, she still swallowed.
It's hard to imagine that such a skinny girl in front of her actually killed Hua Liyue, who dominated Xiaona Island?!
Meng Qianqian was in a god, and seriously began to look at the characters in the dark alley of the street in front of him, no matter how you look at it, it doesn't look like it!
Crooking her neck, Meng Qianqian sighed, forget it, she just needs to follow this girl and find her Xiqing, and the rest of the matter is none of her business.