Long Qianjue's face was calm and he walked to his table coldly. When the tall and long shadows obscured the light in front of Long Qianyi's eyes, he had to turn his eyes to the emperor's brother, but there was still no
say.
"She, who is?" Long Qianjue asked clearly and powerfully, with a clear and powerful sentence.
"Qianyi doesn't understand what the emperor's words mean?" Long Qianyi's casual expression looked, and lazily poured another glass of wine. When he was about to drink it, Long Qianjue was snatched away coldly
go.
Looking at his palm hanging in the air, there was nothing left, Long Qianyi's lips curled up with a hint of a slight feeling: "Can the emperor make Qianyi quiet for a while? I don't want to talk now..."
"Drinking alcohol before the injury has recovered. Are you afraid of your life?" Long Qianjue's mellow voice became even darker, and his whole face became even darker. Since what happened four years ago, between the two brothers,
There was also a gap. Long Qianjue knew that his younger brother had always blamed him for hurting Xier in his heart, and he also knew that his younger brother's love for Xier had never ended.
"The life is mine, why should the emperor brother worry about it..." Long Qianyi responded coldly.
"It's not the time to show off your speed. You've just been injured. Can't you see the invisible black hand hiding in the dark? At this time, I hope you can cheer up and not let villains have any help.
Taking advantage of the opportunity." Long Qianjue said with a majestic and mellow voice, "You can always hate me in your heart, but please cherish yourself. I only have you, a brother, I don't want you to have another accident
, I hope you understand!"
After saying this, Long Qianjue left calmly without looking back, jumped onto the horse with a neat and neat reins, shaking the reins in his hand gently, leaving only a indifferent back for Long Qianyi.
Long Qianyi sat in her original position, with rich and complicated eyes rippling under her deep eyes. Mo Xi never accepted him. Could it be that person, the person who once hurt her the most?
Just as Long Qianyi was stunned, he suddenly heard the sound of horse hooves coming from outside the post station again. He thought it was the emperor's brother who turned back. He looked up in confusion, but unexpectedly a girl walked into the post station and attacked him.
The lake green smoke gauze skirt outlines her delicate and graceful figure, and her blue mist and clouds are tied up high. Although there is no ornate decoration of beads, her stunning little face is also dazzling.
A strange thing flashed in Long Qianyi's eyes. It was not because he was fascinated by beauty, but because no matter how he looked at the girl, he felt familiar, as if he had seen it somewhere.
With his eyes lowered, Long Qianyi recalled something thoughtfully. A breeze blew by, rippling his black hair like ink, and his handsome cheeks floated like immortals.
Mu Liuyue found an empty table and sat down. A crisp sound like a silver bell escaped from her throat: "Waiter, come and make a pot of tea."
It was her nice voice that made Long Qianyi think of someone who had entered the palace with Nan Cangluoga, right! That's right, she was the little maid who spoke arrogantly, how could she appear
Here? After four years, he had to admit that this little girl had a little less childishness and a little more feminine charm.
Mu Liuyue seemed to notice something. When she looked back and saw the master with the hot gaze clearly, the expression on her face was slightly stunned. She never thought that she would meet the fourth prince again.
Did he recognize himself? Mu Liuyue was not sure whether Long Qianyi in front of her could recognize him. Her eyes were flowing, and a trace of cunning flashed in her eyes, and she shouted coldly: "What are you looking at? I have never seen a beautiful girl.
Is it?"
A complicated look in Long Qianyi's eyes, but his heart was like a mirror. It seemed that this little girl was trying to test herself. She wanted to test whether he had recognized her? A trace flashed in the man's eyes as he lowered his eyes.
Cunning and brilliant.
"I have seen many beautiful girls, but I have never seen them as beautiful and sharp as girls." When Long Qianyi raised his eyes again, he stared at Mu Liuyue at the next table with interest.
, a low voice exudes a faint joke.
Mu Liuyue unconsciously slutted her mouth, glanced at him coldly, picked up the tea on the table and drank a few cups, then took out two copper plates from her waist and put them on the table: "Waiter, put the copper coins in it."
It's on the table."
After saying that, Mu Liuyue stood up and turned around and left. She felt that Long Qianyi might not be able to recognize her, but this thought also made her feel a faint feeling of loss. For some reason, her over the past few years
Zhang Junyan, who had never forgotten a man in her mind, had already been deeply frozen in the scene when he sent her out of the palace.
Long Qianyi was a little surprised at her reaction, but it seemed as if she was expected. But for some reason, he always felt that her eyes looked familiar. If it were just based on the only side, how could she stay such a thing?
A deep impression?
Until the back disappeared in the distance, Long Qianyi gradually came to his senses. He suddenly felt that if he gave up just by Mo Xi's rejection once or twice, this love would seem too thin, no,
He still has to persist, so he doesn't believe that his sincerity cannot touch a woman's heart.
Thinking of this, Long Qianyi took out the silver from his arms and put it on the table, then left the station, and rode his horse to continue running south. He then realized that the little girl was also heading in this direction. Could it be that
Is she going back to Nancang Kingdom?
In the dark night, Huihong's palace was brightly lit. Looking at the Hall of Supreme Harmony from afar, it was like a holy lotus blooming in the darkness, gorgeous and dazzling, with silver-white bricks and tiles, just like a
The blooming white petals are ingenious.
The rockery pool in the courtyard of the Palace of Taihe Palace, the breeze ripples on the water surface, the bright and clear moonlight gathers into the pool, the crescent moon sways beside the pink and white water lilies, and the white marble stone bridge, Long Qianjue holds the jade flute in his hand, swaying melodiously
The sound of the flute blows through the moon shadows in the water, and the fragrance of the green lotus.
In recent years, whenever he has any confusion, he will express his inner emotions with the sound of a flute, and often makes his mind clear and transparent in the clean and melodious music.
Suddenly, the sound of the flute suddenly stopped, and a complex light flashed through Long Qianjue's deep eagle eyes. The hand holding the jade flute trembled slightly, and he seemed to realize something very, very important.
Long Qianyi! Long Qianyi's abnormal behavior and the suspicious identity of the mother and son, a mute girl who can't speak is obviously a normal person. What must she refuses to speak to hide? Her physical characteristics,
The cool temperament on her body, especially her eyes, is so similar...