Ning Si's increasingly cold eyes made Li Yan feel restless.

"Ninger, how can I do to make you forget those sad pasts?"

"forget?"

Leng Wushuang was very upset when she looked at Li Yan who had been sticking to Ning Si. She took a few steps and pushed Li Yan aside.

"If I stab you and apply medicine to you, will you forget that I stab you?"

The tender buds are still buried in the snow on the roadside. The courage to not fear the cold is really hard to take away.

"Why do you have to talk to such a heartless person..."

The moon had moved in the middle, and the cold seemed to be heavier. Mo Ying took off his cloak and draped it on Ning Si.

"Be careful to catch a cold in the cold."

When my body warms, my tentacles warm up.

"Well, thank you... Thank you Brother Wushuang..."

Leng Wushuang's tail fingers jumped, standing firmly, her eyes excited just like the new sun, dazzling and brilliant glass.

"You...you call me Brother Wushuang..."

"I like the dress you gave me!"

When Leng Wushuang remembered the moment when the red clothes turned into powder, she felt a stagnant inside.

"But, I..."

A smug smile appeared on the corner of Li Yan's mouth.

Even if you two brothers are meticulous, they would not have thought that this king would come to Beicang to take back everything he belonged to him regardless of life and death.

I will let you live a happy life for a few days. When everything goes back and forth, I will compete with you, the two martial arts leaders.

Ning'er, I have the ability to save your life from the tiger's mouth, and I have the ability to change your mind.

"It's just a piece of clothing. If Ning'er wants it, I will ask Li Hao to prepare the golden tex dress..."

"Hmph, Jinluoyi, you are really generous..."

Looking at Li Yan getting closer and closer, Ning Si actually felt like she wanted to escape.

Nonsense, this is my home, why should I leave? If I want to leave, it is him, Li Yan, who is going to get out.

"Li Yan, I'll ask you again, will you go?"

"I won't leave unless you go back with me and be my princess."

Leng Wushuang curled her lips and said, "Crown Princess? Humph, do you think Feng Ya'er is really the kind of person who is inclined to the flames and possesses power?"

Mo Ying blew a lightly breath, "Your ancient country's crown princess is not as noble as my native Zhaoyang Princess."

When Li Yan thought of the people who were displaced by the harassment of the Beicang vagrants, he retorted, "Ha, you Beicang? Don't forget, you are all people of ancient countries, and the blood of the ancestors of ancient countries is shed."

"So what? We are all humans in this world. Do we have to treat each other with enemies just because of the different countries we live in? What a joke..."

Mo Ying hooked her long fingers and picked up a few red plums in the snow.

The plum is three points whiter than the snow, but the snow is less fragrant than the plum!

"All countries in the world will be united after a long separation, and they will be united after a long separation. Haven't you, the prince of the ancient kingdom who has just risen to the throne, see clearly the world?"

The shadows blow gently, and the plum blossoms fall.

And he is the plum blossom fairy under the plum blossom tree.

Yushu is agile and elegant in the wind, and is as romantic as a banished immortal.

"Mo Ying, your face is so jealous that even women are. God treats you so well that you have such a magical face."

Looking at Ning Si's obsession, Mo Ying curled her lips and smiled slightly. She still likes beautiful things, no matter what, whether it is a good person...

"If I didn't have this face, would you still remember me?"
Chapter completed!