Chapter 110: Sending the Mirror of Retrospection
He chuckled and spoke softly.
"Emperor, I haven't seen you for a long time, but are you okay?"
He glanced indifferently.
"Hmm. ”
Feng Yu didn't know what to think, and her smile became brighter and brighter.
With a slight movement of his feet, the iron chain sounded.
It's hard not to pay attention to this movement.
"My father asked me to carry these shackles, so that I wouldn't disturb the emperor by walking around, but my father was better to the emperor than to me. ”
Blood was oozing from his ankle, and as soon as he moved his foot, the blood began to flow out.
But he turned a blind eye to it, and still did not pay attention to it at all.
"Oh. Qing Xuan didn't react.
"You're here to talk to me about this?"
His reaction was as bland as he had guessed, as if it had nothing to do with him no matter how others treated him.
Feng Yu thought about it carefully, what kind of charm this man had that made so many people take him to heart, not only a large number of people who were willing to work for him, but also so many immortals who revered him.
But he came, of course, not just to say this sentence.
He pulled out a delicate mirror from the storage ring between his fingers, one wrapped in a layer of jadeite.
The darkness of the night could not hide its luster.
"I heard Du Er Xingjun say that the emperor was looking for the retrospective mirror, and he left in too much of a hurry that day, and he didn't even have time to return the retrospective mirror. ”
When he said this, he mixed it with other meanings, and glanced at him a few times from time to time.
Obviously, both knew why he left.
His blushing lips lifted slightly.
"Thank you. ”
The expression on his face was still indifferent.
The young man in front of him didn't know if he was dissatisfied with his reaction or something else.
Snorted.
said an evocative sentence, "I don't know if the emperor's big wedding will be successful." ”
He didn't speak, his fingers brushed over the layer of jade, grinding gently.
Seeing this, Feng Yu added, "Smooth sailing is always temporary, but unlucky things often happen, Emperor, then I will leave first." ”
"Hmm. ”
As his words fell, he turned and walked into the retreat room.
For Feng Yu's words, I can't tell if they have affected him.
The chains rubbed against the ground, and the cacophony did not disturb anyone.
Until he returned to Lingxiao Palace.
The shackles on the feet come off automatically.
From a distance, a person was sitting alone at the door, waiting for him.
It wasn't until he got close to the gate that he could see it clearly.
Ao Xinyun, who was wearing a thin layer of white underwear, fell asleep against the door, and could see the pink clothes in the underwear through the moonlight.
She pursed her pink lips slightly, and her slightly rounded little face was tense at the moment.
It is not difficult to see that she did not sleep peacefully.
But after glancing at it, without pausing, he walked directly over the threshold and walked inside.
"Brother......
The faint voice is like the call of a kitten.
It also made him pause.
Before I turned around, I knew she was trotting over by listening to the voice.
Recently, she has been delicate and weak, and she has a pitiful expression on her face.
But there was a crack in the expression as it slid into the two visible scars on his ankles.
Squatted down, gently rubbed the scar with his hand, looked up and asked, "Brother, is it painful?"
"Why is Yun'er here at this moment? Didn't you say that you would listen to your brother and not run around?"
He pulled the man up with a gentle face.
Staring at people has a creepy feeling.
"Brother, I'm just worried about you...... And I can't sleep alone, can my brother ......"
"No, you can't. ”
Touching her head.
"If you're sleepy, go to sleep. ”