Evil Prince With His Naughty Princess

In Bingji palace, Ling Luo, wearing a red cloak, stands in the courtyard and looks at the flaming red Chimonanthus. A head of green silk is scattered at will, rippling gently with the breeze, there is always an irreducible sadness on the gorgeous cheek, even the angry mark is dim.

Chimonanthus praecox was wrapped by the thick frost last night, and it was crystal clear. This is a very amazing Chimonanthus praecox, but she looks so pitiful? Wrapped in thick frost, she has no freedom to send out her own fragrance, just like herself.

Seven days, her body has been almost good, but her heart trauma is growing, there is no sign of healing.

She didn't expect that she had done so much harm and killed so many people. Who's up to it? Ghost face? She had to find out, or she would not be able to calm her resentment.

Baili Nange has left the palace, but she is still not free. Longchen and Longxiao follow him out of the palace, but longjue and Longyan stay and watch her, for fear that she will make trouble again.

"Miss, you are just better. Go back to your bedroom. It's cold outside."

"Oh, I want to go around more."

Ling Luo lightly returns a way, lift a step to walk toward the study of hundred Li South Song. Seeing this, long Jue immediately followed her, only three or five meters away from her.

"I'll go to the study and read." She didn't look back and said in a very cold voice.

"Yes, my subordinates are waiting outside the study!" Long Jue said, automatically standing under the Chimonanthus tree outside the study.

Ling Luo pushed the door in and saw a portrait on the wall. This is a hundred Li South Song she painted. He is sitting on a rock playing a high mountain and flowing water with a jade flute in his hand. Peerless, ethereal. She looked at it for a long time, and her eyes turned red again.

For a long time, she sucked her nose, walked in front of the desk, and began to write quickly.

"Master luo'er is gone. Don't look for me. I need to experience myself and straighten out some things.

Do you remember when I told you that I was a soul falling in this time and space. I am very lonely. You are the only one in my life. You are proficient in the art of dodging armor. You should have figured out my life experience, right?

When I was reborn in Xiao Lingluo, I saw you at first sight and fell into your promise of "don't be afraid, I will love you.".

I thought you would always love me, you know my whole person, whole heart, whole soul are yours. But you sealed my martial arts, seriously injured Yinshan, and imprisoned me like a prisoner.

I already know the truth of the matter, but I'm sorry, I can't let it go yet!

I found the Millennium ginseng and holy blood herb to cure your poison. But I didn't expect that there would be so much killing. Don't worry, I will find out the real murderer.

I know you have done too much for me in this life, I will never forget! When one day Luo Er is tired and tired, he will come back to accompany you. If you are unmarried and I am unmarried, how about loving me again?

Don't read it, lorelius

After writing the letter, Ling Luo was in tears. She carefully sealed the letter, took out the thousand year old ginseng and holy blood herb that had harmed her and put them on the case platform. I went to the front of the painting and looked at it for a long time. I saw it with tears in my eyes and tears in my heart.

"Big brother, big brother..."

She touched the picture again and again, sketched his outline again and again, until she engraved him in her heart and printed him in her mind, then she wiped her face and walked out of the study.

Long Jue looks at far away and dare not approach, but Mou son has been looking at every move of Ling Luo. Because she's so smart that if she doesn't pay attention, she will disappear.

"Long Jue, it's such a fine day. Let's fly a kite." She came forward with a hand in hand and a light glance at him.

"It's cold on the mountain, young master, your body is..."

"It's OK. The so-called meeting will be at the top of the mountain, with a view of the small mountains. I'm depressed. I want to relax! "

"All right then!" Dragon Jue reluctantly should way, heart has a kind of very uneasy feeling rise, very inexplicable.

"Qiutong, take out the kite!" Ling Luo goes to the door of the bedroom and says to Qiu Tong behind him.

Qiu Tong frowns, eyes some tangled, see Ling Luo stare at her, just ran in and took out a very large kite. How big it is is, it's almost bigger than the modern glider.

Long Jue was a little surprised, because he had never seen Ling Luo fly such a big kite. But looking at her expectant face, he is not good to pour cold water. I had to wave my hand to Longyan and ask him to follow quickly. Don't let anything happen.

The four left the palace and headed for the top of the back hill. There is a flat open space. On weekdays, Lingluo will bring people here to play bonfire and roast whole sheep, which is also very poetic.

Standing in the open space, Ling Luo turns around and looks at the Ice Palace which is shrouded in mist. There is a wisp in her eyes. In fact, she doesn't want to leave here, but she can't let go now. Maybe if she comes back again, she will be more comfortable.

She pulled the kite around the open space, looked at the wind direction, then looked back at the guarded longjue and Longyan, "you back, don't block me."

"Oh, yes." Two people flurried back to one side, but autumn Tong stepped forward two steps.

"Miss!" She called timidly, with a hint of supplication in her voice, praying that she would not leave or abandon them.

Ling Luo Mou color a sink, not pleased of stare her one eye, "get out of the way!"

"..." Qiutong slowly retreated to one side, but the water flowed from her eyes. Although Ling Luo told her about running away last night, she still didn't want her to go out to suffer. Besides, she has no martial arts now. What should she do when she meets bad people?

However, before she had finished thinking about it, Ling Luo grabbed the kite and dived off the cliff, flying down the mountain like a Xuanniao. The speed was as fast as an arrow.

"Miss!"

"Young master!"

On the cliff, a burst of shrill cry, heartbreaking, moving!