Silver-haired prince's supernatural concubine

Chapter 129.dusty (7)

Xueyue frowned slightly when she heard the words, subconsciously tightened her arms, looked at the handsome man who was close at hand, leaned over her red lips and kissed the corner of his lips: "Ye Yichen, I'm here!"

Ye Yichen stared at her deeply: "Xiao Yue!"

"I'm here!"

"Xiaoyue, Xiaoyue, Xiaoyue!"

Xueyue raised her lips and smiled, caressing his cheek, her gaze was unprecedentedly tender and affectionate: "I am here, I have always been here!"

Ye Yichen stared deeply at her face, then gently attached her eyebrows with his thumb, and then rubbed her eyes, her nose, her rosy and full cherry lips, drawing her circle around Outline.It seems to be deeply imprinted in my mind.

I remember, the first time we met, she looked at her with open teeth and claws, and called him a "dead monster" without fear. At that time, he was thinking, how could there be such an interesting woman.

Remember the beginning.In the palace hall, she told her everything about her past word by word. At that time, his heart was gradually filled with distress.Even though he was so fragile in his heart, he still pretended to be strong and laughed. At that time, he really wanted to say, "If you don't want to laugh, then don't laugh."

Later, he wanted to stand upright in front of her, protect her, and take care of her.But he can't, even now, he can only accompany her in places that others can't find or think of.

She is the light in his life. After getting to know her, he realizes that he also has a lot of emotions. His heart that has been lonely for 20 years finally has the feeling of beating.

Now, being able to look at her was a kind of happiness for him.Xiaoyue, I'm sorry, I can't accompany you to the end after all, Xiaoyue, you have to love yourself well, otherwise, I will feel bad.

Also, Xiaoyue, I'm sorry.

"Xiao Yue, may I play a tune for you?"

Xueyue raised her head to look at his monstrous face, her eyes were clear, and her smile was like a flower: "Okay." The curved arc concealed the bitterness behind her, and those crystal clear eyes were mixed with inseparable haze.

Ye Yichen smiled faintly, rubbed her little head, and looked at her with pity.Then he took out a handful of Yu Xiao, put it to his mouth and started blowing.

Xue Yue looked at him with a smile, but didn't speak.His Xiao voice is just like his person, soft, tactful, and lingering.In the melodious and melodious melody, the vague sadness is so strong, like weeping.

The sound of Xiao gradually eased and became quieter, the fishing boat was moored to sleep, and Xue Yue's heart was also immersed in the melody like a song, following the rhythm, it became high-pitched, calm, and far away...

There seemed to be something looming in my mind, and the warm pictures disappeared from my mind and were broken.Everything is unreal like a dream, hazy, so fake.

Xueyue's body also gradually became lighter, and her strong consciousness was disintegrated by the magical Xiao Sheng. In the end, she sank a little bit, and her eyes gradually closed. At the moment her body fell uncontrollably, a generous Palms supported her waist.

Ye Yichen carefully placed her on the bed as if holding a peerless treasure, staring deeply at her sleeping face, the sadness and pain in his eyes were so obvious.His trembling hands revealed his thoughts.

"Xiao Yue..."

I don't know how long it took before the man in the room disappeared, leaving Xueyue lying quietly on the bed alone. If you look carefully, you can still find the crystal hot teardrop on her neck, and the extra ring finger on her right hand. An ancient ring.

Xueyue felt that her soul was sinking, there was a thick white mist in front of her eyes, and there was a black afterimage on the opposite side of the white mist, but she couldn't see clearly.She heard the man calling her, whispering in such a sad tone.

But she couldn't hear what he was talking about. The only thing she could feel was the deep sadness and pain on his body. Even in this way, her heart couldn't control the pain. Looking at the afterimage, she felt A feeling of wanting to cry.

Outside Broken Cloud Mountain, within Luoyue Imperial City, it was still in the elegant and deep bamboo garden. In the basement of the bamboo garden, a man in black sat on the main seat. His whole body exuded bone-piercing coldness and darkness.Three thousand silver hairs poured down like water, but it added a different kind of fatal charm to him.

"Ji, does the palace have an explanation for the abyss of the Demon Realm?"

Ji took a step forward: "Master, that old bastard wants you to take the fruit of the Holy Spirit!"

"Oh?"

"Master, not only that, he also sent the flower peacock, Princess Wushuang, to watch over you!" Pretending to be a pure and weak woman.nausea!
Ye Yichen raised his eyebrows lightly, and sarcastically said: "The old man really wants me to die soon, why is he willing to let his baby accompany me to die?"

"He still expects you, Wang, to take the Holy Spirit Fruit for him. How could he let you die this time? Not only that, but this time, he also brought us the burden of Ye Wushuang!"

(End of this chapter)