This palm came very quickly, and the people behind him could not have imagined it. They only felt a flash in front of them. A powerful force that was so powerful that it was already overwhelming, instantly completely shrouded her under powerful power.

The true energy was like a dense net, completely bound her entire body. In that moment, even her breathing could not be carried out.

In the midst of lightning, the cold and fierce palm wind had arrived.

Yu Niang was not even afraid at all. The palm had already arrived in front of her. Until the wind of her palm stopped and her hair was blown, she still couldn't figure out what had happened just now. She just stared blankly at the man standing in front of her, her eyes straightened.

He is very beautiful, hundreds of times more beautiful than tonight's night.

A night dew that fell from somewhere wet a little bang on his forehead. The water droplets slowly slid down along the somewhat messy hair. When the wind blew, it was like he was reluctant to leave his black hair, and slowly slid on the ground, disappearing in a blink of an eye.

Yu Niang found that she was a little envious of the drop of night dew. At least, it could slide over his hair without restraint.

Shiro now looks even more mysterious, beautiful and charming than when they were together in the past.

Especially when he stood in the night, the black suit seemed to be tailor-made for him, and it seemed to suit his temperament more than the sky blue robe he had worn before.

It is as mysterious as a cheetah wandering under the night. Its cold eyes hide a trace of tenderness that only shows for some people. From a distance, it looks like a cold and ruthless iceberg. When you look closer, you will see a hot flame deep in the iceberg.

But she knew very well that this flame would never explode for her.

"Qiro."

How much thoughts and bitterness are hidden in this call?

Gentle and gentle, without any fear, without any anxiety, and without any doubt, as if she had completely trusted the man in front of her, and believed that he would not hurt him, and that he was still the Qilang he had in the past.

Wuming took his palm back and stared at her with his eyes down. There was no wave in his eyes. Seeing her hair blown by the wind and slowly calming down, she felt a little indescribable guilt in her heart.

"Sorry, I didn't know who was behind me just now." He said lightly, not wanting to say too deeply on this topic.

He suddenly took action, and she didn't even react at all because she didn't have time to react.

She has no ability and doesn't even know the most basic defense. When she encounters danger, she can only wait to die, and she can't even blink.

How could such a person have the evil spirit that is so powerful that it is not necessarily able to defeat all of them?

Yu Niang nodded, without any doubt about his statement. She just couldn't help but take a step forward, but she didn't dare to get closer. Looking at the increasingly slender and cold figure under the moonlight, she said softly: "I... I smiled when I saw you."

Wuming still looked at her calmly and did not speak.

Yu Niang continued, "I have never seen Qilang smile so happily. You like Princess Bao very much, right? Yes, Princess Bao is really cute and so beautiful, just like Your Highness."

"I'll take you back." He suddenly turned around and wanted to move forward, but as soon as he took a step, he suddenly remembered that he had no idea where she lived now. Looking back at her, he had a little confusion and a little guilt in his eyes.

He was really careless from beginning to end to her, and basically never used his heart.

But Yu Niang didn't care at all and hurriedly said, "Jiu Wan and I live in the Lotus Heart Hall."

Wuming didn't speak, turned around and walked towards the Lotus Heart Palace.

He, Qiqi and Chu Xuanchi and others lived in the Star Picking Hall, which was also where Meng Shiyue lived in the past. However, now the main hall is located in the Zui Meng Temple where Sihai Bugui and Meng Cangyun are.

There is a short distance between Zhaixing Palace and Lianxin Palace. Wuming said nothing while the way, and Yu Niang just walked beside him, looking at him quietly. Apart from him, she didn't even want to look at the road.

Occasionally, if you accidentally touch something under your feet, there will always be a risk of falling down, but she really can't bear to look at him less.

He is very beautiful in the moonlight, really beautiful. She has never seen such a beautiful man before.

Although His Highness’s husbands and the emperor beside His Majesty Cangyun are all beautiful in the world, she always feels that her Qilang is the most beautiful, especially on such a night... the night seems to be the most suitable moment for him.

Walking in the moonlight, he was so beautiful that people almost moved to tears. Even if she just looked at it like this, she felt that her heart was full of him.

He smiled, she didn't care who he laughed for, as long as he smiled, she would laugh as well when he smiled, and when he frowned, she felt uncomfortable.

"Qilang." She couldn't help calling again.

Wuming didn't stop, but just replied lightly: "Yes."

"Qiro, are you doing well these days? You sleep well? Do you still have nightmares at night?"

"No." Wuming said lightly again.

Yu Niang kept walking beside him, staring at his perfectly lined side face: "Qilang, is Your Highness good to you? She has several husbands, will she neglect you?"

Seeing that his whole body was full of coldness suddenly increased, Yu Niang was startled and quickly explained: "I'm not provoking discord, Qilang, don't get me wrong, I just want to know if you're doing well."

"Very good." The voice didn't fluctuate at all, just like his emotions, as if he had always been so light and so calm.

But no matter what, his words "very good" still made Yu Niang feel at ease.

After walking for a while, she couldn't help but speak again: "Did your highness have any misunderstandings? Do you want me to tell her?"

"No."

"I don't know what Your Highness likes, but the husbands around her are really all so outstanding. Qilang, you are always too cold and you are not proactive enough to like someone. I am afraid that Your Highness will not get close to you because of this. Qilang, smile at Your Highness more often in the future. As long as you smile, I believe Your Highness will be fascinated by your smile..."

Wuming finally turned his head and looked at her, but that glance was still as light as boiled water, without any distractions at all, but as long as he looked at himself, Yu Niang would be satisfied.

Yu Niang looked up at him and said softly: "Qilang, I really care about you. Although I have no chance to be a husband and wife in this life, I can still care about you as a friend, right?"

She smiled, and the smile on the corner of her lips was peaceful and satisfied: "Qilang, listen to me, you must know to take the initiative. When facing others, you can be as casual as you want, but when facing His Highness, remember to smile at her often. If you believe me, you will definitely not be wrong."

On the way to the Lotus Heart Palace, she didn't know how many things she reminded, nor did she know how much Qilang remembered. But when she saw the three big words "Lotus Heart Palace" from afar, Yu Niang couldn't help but feel a little bit of a heart.

Wuming took her to the gate of the hall and stopped.

Yu Niang didn't go in immediately, and still stood beside him, staring at his face: "I know I can't speak, Qilang, don't dislike me, I don't want to bother you, I just want to... want to meet you occasionally."

Wuming didn't want to speak, but she could not help but feel a little softened when she stared at her: "If you don't like living here, I can tell Qiqi that I will arrange another palace for you."

"Can you be next door to Zhaixing Palace? Then I will see you from time to time." Yu Niang asked immediately, her eyes full of hope.

Wuming moved his lips, but he didn't know how to answer her.

There seems to be no empty hall next to Zhaixing Hall. If you move it over, you will be afraid of a big fight.

Seeing him silent, Yu Niang immediately remembered that she had visited and wandered with Jiujiutong in the palace, especially around the Star Picking Hall, because she knew that her Qilang and His Highness would live here after they came back.

After thinking about it, she opened her hopeful eyes and stared at him seriously and said, "Then... can you ask Your Highness to ask me to do things in Zhaixing Temple? My cooking skills are good. Can I go to Zhaixing Temple to be a chef? I want to make soup for you with my own hands every day, I just want to take care of you."

"No need for your care, there are attendants in the palace." Wuming took a step back and wanted to leave.

Yu Niang was still staring at him, her eyes full of begging: "Qilang, I didn't think much, I just wanted to look at you. Can't you even agree to this plea?"

Wuming looked at the calm lake in the distance, his face did not change at all. He was so quiet that no one could see what he was thinking at this moment.

Yu Niang kept standing beside him, staring at him softly. As long as she saw him, she would still feel a little drunken and satisfied.

She really didn't want anything. She could not let anything else be. She could live in the palace and live a life of luxury. She was already very lucky for her. She never dreamed of it in her life.

However, all of this is more important than meeting him.

As long as she stays in the Star Picking Hall and as long as she can see him frequently, she will be satisfied.

Even with the same coarse linen and simple food, she can live a good life and be very happy.

She didn't want much, she just wanted to see him all the time.

"Qilang." She walked over again, always trying to hold his big palm.

She had been greedy for this big palm for a long time and had been looking forward to it for a long time. She really wanted to hold his hand and hoped that one day she could really hold him, instead of just grabbing the corner of his clothes.

But he refused to get close to him. He didn't like to let her touch him. Except that he was a little ill at the beginning, he also held his palm and felt the cold breath in his palm. There was no chance.
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