"Most of the fools in this world don't know what to do, they don't understand that all the likes that are not pleasing to each other are not disappointed, and one person's wishful thinking has to be imposed on another person's injustice. ”

Shuyi said unhurriedly, Nan Muli pursed his lips and was silent, Shuyi obviously didn't have the habit of waiting for people to talk, he dropped a sentence lightly, "So this king doesn't kill you, not because of Xiao Nuan, not because of Huang Yu, but because you are still valuable." ”

The voice was so low that only Nan Muli could hear it.

Shuyi turned around and left indifferently, but Nan Muli's heart was beating like a drum, and he suddenly realized that in fact, Shuyi knew from the beginning that the reason why he did not punish him alone, but let the nobles of Qingcheng kneel with him was just to make the matter confusing for him.

Shuyi is the king after all, he wants the world, not a city, so the Nan clan can't fall, and Qingcheng can't die, this is the emperor's checks and balances.

Since then, Nan Muli has a new understanding of this rumored transcendent prince, if it was before, or he would know the current affairs as Junjie, and be loyal to this unlimited-future Yi prince, but ...... He killed his own teacher!

In this way, a heart wants to be loyal, but I am afraid that he will not believe it.

When Shuyi turned around and went back to Qinglou with the heart of the painting, and was buried by the wind and snow, Nan Muli stood up staggeringly, dismissed everyone, he went to the side mountain, and sat on the square inch of land that was scorched by lightning, in the empty four fields, his voice was like a ghost, hoarse and low......

The thicker the wind and snow, the lighter the moonlight.

Shuyi wrapped the cloak around the painting heart, lifted the hat on the cloak and pressed her tightly to her chest, silently holding her step by step in the snow and moving slowly forward, her handsome face was calm.

Huaxin leaned on Shuyi's arms and didn't move, her head was buried in his chest, her ears were close to his heart, and she heard the pounding that he couldn't see on his face, and she suddenly missed two beats with his heartbeat.

She suddenly asked, "Don't you have anything to ask me?"

Shu Yi hesitated for a moment, didn't raise his eyelids, and replied, "It's more quiet at night, it's time to sleep." ”

Drawing the Heart, "......"

Through the two layers of clothes, she felt the boiling heat of Shuyi's body, and Huaxin felt that she was inexplicably hot, she took a deep breath and felt a strong uneasiness.

When he arrived at the door, Shuyi put down the painting heart, and the painting heart stopped in front of the door, "I'm in good health, I don't need someone to take care of me, you ...... Go back to your own room and sleep. ”

Shuyi, "......!?!"

With a big hand, he took her back into his arms, pushed open the door without saying anything, and stepped in with long legs, "This king's room is here." I have been sleeping here since the king came. ”

"Sleep in ...... This?" the painting heart pointed to the low couch and stammered.

"Otherwise?" Shuyi raised an eyebrow.

The painting heart continued to stumble, "That...... So where do I sleep?"

"Naturally, they slept with me. Shuyi said with a straight face.

The painting heart immediately exploded in Shuyi's arms, "You...... You actually took advantage of my coma to secretly take advantage of me!"

"Qingcheng is not better than the city, Qinglou is not better than Wuxinju, it is someone else's territory, there are many ears and eyes, you are in a coma or the wife of this king Ming Media is marrying, if you are sick, this king will abandon you, and it is not good for the reputation of this king. ”

Drawing the Heart, "......"

The corners of her mouth twitched, and she was powerless to refute him.