Chapter 22: A Sad Moment
"It's been a long time since I've been back to where I used to live, and I'm really missing it. Xiaoxian is leaving, princess, ......" Xue Ji saluted respectfully, stood up slowly, and when she wanted to leave, she turned her head, her eyes were a little anxious, and she was a little worried, full of reluctance, "Princess, you are sincere, right?"
Feng Qingling suddenly felt that he was really guilty. Otherwise, just tell her the truth? This girl, crying is too ugly, isn't it?
"Princess, since you are going to drive away all the women who stayed with us who stay with the emperor, please love him for us, okay?"
Xue Ji's low and soft voice hit Feng Qingling's heart one by one, Feng Qingling suddenly regretted a little, why did he chase after him? If he didn't chase after him, he wouldn't be shaken, right?
To be honest, she suddenly envied that Long Xiangyu, someone could love him so much, what kind of happiness should it be.
The word love, with her, is really far away.
She didn't know what it was like to be a lover, and she didn't know if the feeling of being loved was really happy and satisfying. Because she has never loved anyone, nor has she been loved by someone so deeply. Suddenly feel that she is really a failure, isn't it, she should also find someone to fall in love? at least, it's good to know what love is like!
Yukihime left anyway, though she didn't get an answer. She walked very calmly, it was a very beautiful and innocent girl, it was a girl with great wisdom.
When I turned around, I saw Long Xiangyu standing behind with an unfathomable face, and I didn't know when he appeared.
"Don't you want to keep her?" Feng Qingling asked with a rare emotion, his mood had not yet been freed from Fang Cai's feelings. This Xue Ji, no wonder Long Xiangyu will be so good to her, probably, after a little longer, Long Xiangyu will fall in love with her, right? No, perhaps, at this moment, Long Xiangyu is already reluctant to her.
"She wants to leave, why should I stay?" Long Xiangyu's expression was very calm, and his eyes looked into the unknown distance.
"There's no need for her to leave!You can stay!" Feng Qingling tugged at the corners of her mouth, this was the first time she had such a calm conversation with Long Xiangyu. Relaxing his body, leaning against a willow tree not far away, the oncoming sea breeze brought some salty taste, hitting his face wet and uncomfortable.
Long Xiangyu raised his eyebrows and looked at her. After a few moments, turn around and leave.
Feng Qingling saw that he was leaving, and hurriedly chased after him: "Hey, don't you say something? At such a sad moment?"
Looking at Feng Qingling, who had relapsed into his old state, Long Xiangyu really had nothing to say, glanced at her, and asked in a deep voice: "Are you really going to make a big mess in my Dragon Palace before you are willing?" Are you not afraid that Benjun will directly tie you up and lock you at the bottom of the Dragon Palace, so that you can no longer make trouble?"
Feng Qingling smiled: "If you have the ability, you can try?"
Long Xiangyu didn't know where her confidence came from, did she really think that he, the emperor, was shouting for fun?
Raising his hand to clasp her white jade-like wrist, she came to the bottom of the Dragon Palace in an instant, this is a place where even the elders of the Dragon Palace are afraid of it, there are many people in the Dragon Clan who have high mana and high status, and they have never been able to come out after coming in. It is said that the younger brother of the former emperor and the only uncle of the current emperor was executed here because he rebelled against the fate of mortals, and his soul was scattered.