The Emperor's Mercenary Concubine: Madam Fifth

Chapter 720 Long-cherished fate 1
　Such a warm embrace, Xueqing's body trembled slightly.

　And a warmth hit her whole body, at that moment, she almost shed tears, because warmth was what she longed for most.

　Her side face gently leaned against his strong chest, and she could hear his heartbeat!
　Just like that, she avoided his questioning eyes, and he didn't mention it again, as if it never happened.

　Until a long time later, when Xueqing thought of that warm hug, her heart still moved.

The moon of this night is particularly round and bright.

Under the star-studded night sky, a gust of cold wind hits her. She in a blue dress and soft skirt is elegant and elegant, with a cold and arrogant bearing.

Looking at the star-studded night, Xue Qing's vision was blurred, not only his face appeared in the air, so graceful and so proud.

Holding a sword as light as a willow in Xueqing's hand, she danced the sword under the moonlight. At the moment when the light of the sword overflowed, she jumped up lightly and drew a beautiful arc of light in mid-air. She is nimble and light, like snowflying, and her fairy skirt is floating under a wave of aura, and she is sassy and British. It seems that she is not alluring, but better than alluring countries.

This sword dances beautifully.She didn't know that even he behind him was also fascinated.

On a tall building far away, he stood in front of the window, his white pupils flickering faintly.

Suddenly, the side of the face that was not covered by half of the mask showed a slight arc at the corner of the mouth.

With sword energy and heroic posture, he danced to the sky.

After dancing the sword, her forehead was covered with thin beads of sweat.

Her eyes flashed, and she finally decided to leave the palace tomorrow.

She leaned against the wall with her back lightly, a faint smile twitched at the corner of her mouth.

It has been more than half a year since Nanrong Xueqing traveled to another world, and she is used to this different world from the 21st century.

　Perhaps, it was time to leave the Northern Palace.

　Here, there is nothing worthy of her nostalgia, perhaps she should not have inexplicable expectations for any personnel or affairs here.

　So, she made a decision.

　Under the night sky of the next day, in the courtyard, there were only two figures of him and her.

　They sat opposite each other at the stone table, and Huangfu Yi made a pot of tea himself.

　Huangfu Yi likes to taste tea, and his tea making skills are very exquisite.

　She took a sip of his scented tea. It was fragrant, sweet and delicious. This was the sweetest and most memorable cup of tea she had ever tasted.

　"Farewell to me, why do you want to leave all of a sudden?" On the contours of his perfect cheeks, there was always that silver-white mask.

　Since the day he put on the mask, no one has seen his true face again.

　Xueqing thought, there must be the deepest secret hidden in his heart, a secret that no one can touch.

　"It's time for me to realize my dream." After all, she was a cold and arrogant woman.

　Staying is for him, and leaving is also because of him.

　"..." He moved his lips slightly, as if he wanted to say something to her, but he didn't speak after all.

　If he asks to keep her, she will definitely stay.

　However, after all, he only drew a smile on the corner of his mouth: "You will make it happen."

　His tone was still so gentle, but that faint smile hurt people's hearts.

　She smiled back at him, then turned around, leaving a determined back.

　He is like a high god, looking down on all living beings, but she is just an ordinary speck in the dust, which will never enter his eyes.

　That year,
　That day,
　For a moment, she tasted what heartache is like.

(End of this chapter)