The Anarchic Consort of the Prince

"The seven princes are so light! Good time!" Nan Lingrui praised the man in front of him.

The Seventh Prince? Yun Qingyue was stunned.

"Prince Rui has won the prize!" Ye Tianyi let go of Rong Linglan and raised her head. Although she was talking to Nan Lingrui, she looked at Yun Qingyue. "She was just comatose, and there was no big deal!"

Yun Qingyue saw his face clearly at the moment when Ye Tianyi raised his head, and the whole person instantly froze in place.

Once upon a time, there was such a person, from the orphanage to the military school to the special forces to the National Security Bureau, he was inseparable from her. Twenty-five years. They are relatives, classmates, friends, comrades-in-arms, and the closest friends, but they are not lovers alone.

Once upon a time, there was a person who had her in her world and him in her world. They had common ideals, common beliefs, common hobbies, and common topics, but there was a layer of window paper in the middle. He knew she liked him, and she knew he liked her, but no one broke it.

Once upon a time, there was such a person who needed a senior all-round executive to carry out his mission in a large-scale international anti-terrorist activity. The event was mobilized by her. She sat on the rooftop of the National Security Bureau for one day and two nights. After she got off the rooftop, she wrote his name on the list submitted to him. He did not say a word and went. Never returned.

Later, she went hiking alone, picked new tea alone, and drank tea for two...

Looking back, how many times I used to flash it one by one like a movie, something that had been buried in my heart suddenly appeared.

Yun Qingyue looked at this face, his eyes gradually blurred.

how come……

How can I see...he...

At this moment, she seemed to have been drained of souls, turning back and forth, countless days and nights, two time and space, she thought that she had cast aside the past, she would also bury the person deeply in her heart, and eventually her soul broke apart before she stopped. Remember again.

"Finally, I saw you!" Ye Tianyi suddenly sighed, smiling slowly, "It's not easy!"

"Small... Seven?" Yun Qianyue murmured, his eyes shrouded like a layer of white mist.

"Well! I'm back!" Ye Tianyi smiled and nodded, reaching out to touch Yun Qianyue's head, moving intimately, "I sent you a letter, saying'I'm going back to Beijing soon', you know I'm back but I avoid it No. Are you blaming me for coming back late?"

"Are you really Xiaoqi?" Yun Qianyue wiped her eyes with her hands, very hard. She wanted to see the people in front of her, but after wiping it, it was still a cloud of mist. She opened her mouth carefully, and seemed to be afraid of leaving the eyes. people.

"Nature is me!" Ye Tianyi nodded, looking at Yun Qianyue, her eyes stained with a trace of pity, "If I come back earlier, you won't be so hard. I heard you were in trouble at Lingtai Temple , I heard that you were assassinated by a hundred enchanted dead men, and I regretted why I didn’t promise my father to return to Beijing earlier."

"How could... it's you..." Yun Qianyue shook her head. She remembers that the helicopter exploded over Vienna. The international anti-terrorist organization destroyed everything in his operation, and he also disappeared. She could see clearly on the Internet. Not even ashes were left.

"It's me! Yue'er, what's wrong with you?" Ye Tianyi looked at Yun Qianyue and saw her shaking her head non-stop, he asked softly.

Yue Er? Xiaoqi never shouted at him. Yun Qianyue rubbed her eyes vigorously with her hands again. This time she rubbed away the clouds in front of her eyes. She looked at Ye Tianyi, carefully and carefully, without missing any penny.

The face in front of him is extremely young, with brows and beautiful eyes. At first glance, it looks the same as Xiaoqi, but when you look closely, it is only similar to Qiqi. Xiao Qi's eyebrows are thick, and the person in front of him is not thick or light, just right. Xiao Qi's eyes are black, while his eyes are rare amber, Xiao Qi's nose bridge is slightly flat, and his nose bridge Quite, Xiao Qi's lips are thicker, and his lips are thinner. The five senses are like seven points together, but it’s not like looking at one point separately.

Suddenly she closed her eyes and felt that she was expecting extravagance. How could she see Xiao Qi...

After a person disappears, will the soul be born again? Does his soul die out?

"Yue'er, what's wrong with you?" Ye Tianyi looked nervously at Yun Qianyue.

"Little girl, what's the matter with you?" Nan Lingrui stood next to the two and watched a partial sound, and couldn't help speaking at this time. The expression on Yun Qianyue's face was too rich, so rich that he almost doubted that she was not in front of her.

"Will you say the declaration?" Yun Qingyue suddenly looked up, watching Ye Tianyi. There are feelings and hopes that no one can understand, deep in the eyes. If it was a small seven, if he was really a small seven...

"I asked me this sentence from the first time I saw you ten years ago. I didn't expect it to be the same sentence ten years later!" Ye Tianyi smiled and shook his head. "If you don't change in ten years, you really are still a month. These times I heard a lot of rumors in Japan, saying that you have changed a lot. Now it seems that you are still you. It has not changed."

The hint of hope deep in Yun Qianyue's eyes broke instantly. It turned out that he was not Xiaoqi, but why was it so similar? It was so similar that it made her think that the person in front of him was Xiao Qi, which was too similar.

"Little girl, are you frightened by the second lady of the Rongwang Mansion? Why is this look like?" Nan Lingrui was a little surprised that Ye Tianyi was familiar with Yun Qingyue's tone. He looked at Yun Qianyue. Soulless, I don’t understand what a declaration is. Suddenly turned his head to look at the Yanyu Pavilion behind him, "Jing Shizi, come over and see what happened to this little girl? Was it frightened to break the soul?"

Rong Jing? Yun Qianyue looked up sharply, looking down at Nan Lingrui's sight.

I saw a person sitting in the Yanyu Pavilion not far away. The crescent moon white brocade, the light robe is slow, the face is like a crown jade, and the eyebrows are picturesque. It is Rongjing. There was a game of chess in front of him. At this time, he was looking down at the chessboard slightly, the green hills behind him, and the waterfall and the water not far away converged into a small lake. Qingshan Lake and the water reflected each other, and his body was shrouded in clouds, and his breath was thin and high. Really like a person in the picture.

Yun Qianyue looked at Rong Jing, and his mind suddenly went blank.

Ye Tianyi heard Nan Lingrui's words, stroked Yun Qingyue's hand, and turned to look at Rongjing.

Rong Jing didn't seem to hear Nan Lingrui's words, still lowering his head, Xiu Ya's posture was motionless, his eyes quietly stared at the chessboard, and Yu Yan couldn't see any expression.

"It turns out that Jing Shizi and the Seventh Prince are playing chess here! Sure enough, it's a quiet place to play chess." Nan Lingrui stepped up to Rong Jing. "Prince Ben is really difficult to see what kind of game it is. Lived Jing Shizi. Let Jing Shizi so enchanted. Is it possible that the Seventh Prince's chess skills are even higher than Jing Shizi?"

"It's not as good as Jing Shizi in playing chess!" Ye Tianyi Yu Guang saw Yun Qianyue looking at Rong Jing dreamily, his eyes flashing.

Nan Lingrui walked to Rongjing three feet away and looked up at the chessboard.

Suddenly, Rong Jing's sleeves flicked lightly, and the chessboard was instantly disrupted by him. His head was raised, his eyes turned around Nan Lingrui to Yun Qiangyue, and he said warmly to her: "Come!"

Nan Lingrui was startled. Rong Jing gave an annoyed glance, but it didn't happen.

Yun Qingyue was standing still, thinking nothing in his mind, and seemed to think a lot again.

Ye Tianyi's squint suddenly squinted, and didn't open his mouth. His hand was still on Yun Qianyue's head, and he didn't take it away.

"Come here!" Rong Jing spoke again. The gentle voice, as always, could not hear anything.

Yun Qianyue was still standing still, and the whole person was as if he had settled down. His eyes were disappointed and disappointed from the previous shock, and now he is calm, as if he has experienced the leveling of mountains and rivers, and the sea has become mulberry.

"Yesterday I hurt my hand again!" Rong Jing looked at Yun Qianyue and moved his arm. There were blood stains on the crescent white sleeves.

Yun Qianyue suddenly moved up to him.

Ye Tianyi's complexion slightly changed, and the hand he stretched out slowly withdrew tightly without stopping him.

Yun Qianyue came to Rong Jing in a few steps, stopped, looked at his arm, stretched his hand to pull up his sleeve, and she saw that her arm was covered with silk cloth, and the silk cloth overflowed with bright red blood, she immediately reached out and pulled Opening the silk cloth, exposing his arm, I saw that his already injured arm had the wrong bone at this time, without medication, and it was red and swollen. Her face changed, and she asked, "How did you get it?"

As soon as she spoke, she realized that her throat was so dumb.

"I accidentally touched it yesterday!" Rong Jing said casually.

"Inadvertently touched? Why did you accidentally touch your head?" Yun Qianyue was suddenly angry.

"He also touched his head, but he didn't touch it." Although Rong Jing was talking with Yun Qiangyue, his eyes looked at the Seventh Prince. The color on his face was still faint, and he couldn't see what he was thinking.

The Seventh Prince looked calm at this time and could not see what he was thinking.

The two eyes met, and each was silent.

"You tell me, what a careless method, I listen to it!" Yun Qianyue depressed his anger. She didn't know why she was angry, but at this time she really felt the anger. It's only been two days since he disappeared. He was better at seven or eight points, and his injury was aggravated.

"Yesterday I remembered that I was so drunk without watching you that day. I went to the roof to watch the stars. But I fell asleep again and planted it from the roof." Rong Jing still looked at the seven princes. The tone is light.

"Are you drinking again?" Yun Qingyue didn't expect this reason.

"Hmm! The Seventh Prince gave me two altars of the Holy Spirit Spring. After the heavy rain, the moon was clear yesterday and I drank it." Rong Jingdao said.

Yun Qianyue turned his head to look at Ye Tianyi, his face clenched suddenly against the familiar face. She glanced away, her original angry voice stiffened, "What about string songs? What about Qing Shang? What about Qingquan? What about Yao Lao? Why no one looks at you and makes you fall from the room?"

"I told them not to disturb me!" Rong Jing said.

"Why don't you fall to death!" Yun Qianyue spit out a word bitterly.