[69 Book Bar - www.] Feng Xiye glared at Nangong Liufeng unhappily, expressing her dissatisfaction with her eyes.

"Didn't you just promise to help me solve my troubles and take Nangong Baihe back to Danmu Country? Why do you become so heartbroken when the beauty sheds tears?"

Facing Feng Xiye's glare, Nangong Liufeng spread his hands helplessly.

There was no way, because of the relationship between his mother and his queen, he had loved his cousin Nangong Baihe the most since he was a child.

Leng Wuxin stood aside without saying a word. As long as he didn't provoke her, it didn't have much to do with her whether he stayed or not.

After talking for a while, the four of them dispersed.

In the evening, the north wind howled and strengthened, and the cold and hard wind blew on my face, causing pain like a knife.

After night falls, white snowflakes fall as lightly as goose feathers.

That night, Leng Wuxin finished dinner, read a book for a while, and went to bed early.

It snowed heavily all night. On the second day, the wind stopped and the snow stopped.

Opening the window, white snow is pressing on the branches, exhaling fragrance all night long. The red plum blossoms in the courtyard are blooming one after another, standing proudly on the branches. The plum blossoms and the white snow blend into one, with snow in the plums and plums in the snow, setting off each other.

Leng Wuxin was wearing an aqua blue dress trimmed with snow-white rabbit fur. Standing by the window, she took a deep breath and inhaled the fragrance, which was refreshing.

She curled her lips and admired the enchanting red plum trees in the courtyard. Feng Xiye appeared in her sight wearing a white fur coat. The collar of the fur coat was made of black fox fur, a combination of black and white.

, like a few ink strokes on white rice paper, making his whole person look more solemn and elegant.

There was a gentle smile hanging on the corner of his lips, which made people feel the comfortable feeling of warm sunshine even in the cold winter months.

There is only a white jade bridge between Fengming Tower where Leng Wuxin lives and the courtyard where Feng Xiye lives. Feng Xiye, who is walking on the bridge, is stepping on the snow and moving quickly towards Fengming Tower.

"Brother Ye, wait a minute, I have something to tell you." Behind Feng Xiye, Nangong Lily held up her skirt and chased after her. Today she specially wore a bright red dress, with red clothes and white snow.

Different kind of enchanting.

"What's up?"

Feng Xiye paused, turned around, and saw Nangong Baihe. The gentle smile on his handsome face was blown away by the cold wind in an instant, his eyebrows were slightly raised, and his tone was slightly unhappy.

Nangong Baihe was slightly disappointed. She dressed up specially today and put on a new set of clothes, but her lover didn't even give her a stunning look.

"I'm here specifically to apologize to you. I shouldn't have been so petty yesterday that I let Sister Wuxin live in Qiuju Pavilion. I was wrong." Nangong Baihe lowered her head, bit her lips, and pretended to be a good-natured person who admitted her mistake.

appearance.

"It's Xin'er you should apologize to, not me." Feng Xiye looks gentle on the outside, but is actually cold and ruthless on the inside. His eyes are indifferent. Except for Leng Wuxin, no one in the world can make him turn into a man with this charm.

soft.

"I, I will go to Mingfeng Tower to apologize to Sister Xin'er now."

Although she was reluctant, Nangong Baihe also knew when it was most appropriate to retreat in order to advance. She raised her eyes and looked at Feng Xiye, her dark eyes filled with tears like rain and mist, with a look of pity for me.

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Feng Xiye didn't say anything to stop her. In his eyes, no one or anything in the world was as important as Leng Wuxin's hair.

Stepping on the snow, Feng Xiye put her hands behind her back and continued walking towards Fengming Tower.

"Ah, Brother Ye, save me."

A panicked cry for help came from behind, and Feng Xiye stopped again and turned around to look, only to see Nangong Baihe's foot slipping, and her whole body turned outwards towards the white jade railing.

Under the bridge, the cold pool water has been covered with a layer of ice, and a few red plum petals are sprinkled on the ice. If a person falls, a layer of skin will be frozen to death.

After condensing for a moment, Feng Xiye still couldn't look at Nangong Baihe in trouble without taking action. It wasn't because he didn't want her to die, but because he saved her because of her hard work in running the palace in the past few years, so it was considered as repayment.

Her kindness.

Feng Xiye stretched out her long arms, took Nangong Baihe's hand, and pulled Nangong Baihe up easily.

As soon as she stood firm, Nangong Baihe took this opportunity to pretend to be weak, scared and intimidated. She buried her head on Feng Xiye's chest, hugged Feng Xiye's waist with both hands, and cried silently, wet with tears.

Feng Xiye’s clothes.

By the window, through the layers of red plums, I saw the scene on the bridge. Leng Wuxin's face darkened, and his eyebrows furrowed in displeasure.

Damn it, Feng Xiye, the beauty threw herself into her arms, but you didn’t push her away.

As soon as I thought this, there was a scream accompanied by a 'dong' sound.

Nangong Lily was like a falling leaf, being ruthlessly thrown into the ice pond by Feng Xiye.

A big hole was opened in the cold pool surface. Fortunately, the water was not deep. Nangong Baihe stood wet in the water. She folded her arms, her teeth chattered with the cold, and her delicate makeup was gone, turning into a tabby cat. She

His eyes were filled with grievance and sadness, his face was pale, and he looked up pitifully at Xiye with a faceless face. His lips, which were frozen to black and purple, moved, but no sound came out.

The wind blew in from the window, blowing away the gloom on Leng Wuxin's face. At this time, her brows stretched, the corners of her lips raised, and she hummed happily.

"Nangong Baihe, put away your inappropriate thoughts, except for my heart, I will never like any woman again in this life."

After uttering these ruthless words, Feng Xiye turned around and walked towards Fengming Tower. Nangong Baihe was left standing in the bone-chilling water, her heart broken.

Nangong Baihe bit her lips tightly, and tears fell silently. This time, the tears were real. She looked resentfully at the figure who left ruthlessly, with a hint of persistence in her dark eyes.

"Brother Ye, after waiting for several years, I am not willing to give up. I will never give up on you. Even if I can't get your heart, I still want to get your person."

Nangong Lily secretly swore.

Fengming Tower.

White snow and red plum blossoms, with a subtle fragrance floating around.

"Ye, wouldn't it be too cruel for you to treat such a delicate beauty like this?" Leng Wuxin moved slightly to the door, looked at Feng Xiye who had regained her gentle look, and teased her with a smile.

"If I don't do this, I'm afraid that when I come in, what greets me is not the smile of the beauty, but your fist." Feng Xiye curled her lips and smiled evilly, and reached out to hug Leng Wuxin. Her soft body made his heart skip a beat.

Instantly soft. He placed his chin on her shoulder and rubbed it, and a warm and satisfied smile crept onto his face.

"Aren't you going to enter the palace today?" Leng Wuxin said seriously.

"Come here to see you first, and then I'll go into the palace to see you later." Feng Xiye let go of Leng Wuxin and held her hand instead, which was slightly cold. As he spoke, he raised her hand and opened his mouth.

Breathe in the heat and warm Leng Wuxin's hands.
Chapter completed!