As soon as I walked into the hall, a strong smell of mixed elixir came to my nose.
The doors and windows around the room were closed tightly, and no trace of wind or sunlight could be in.
In the air, it seems a little deep and depressing.
Palace maids and eunuchs came and walked around in the hall. When they saw Ling Xiaohan coming, they bowed and knelt down.
Ling Xiaohan waved his hand lightly, his eyebrows were deeply locked, and he looked particularly heavy.
Seeing this, the people in the hall bent down and all retreated.
Ling Xiaohan didn't say a word, walked step by step towards the bed in the dormitory, sat beside the bed, and pulled up the unconscious hand.
"Brother!" He looked at the thinner person calmly, feeling all kinds of feelings.
Nan Liyou's eyes followed his gaze and his heart skipped a beat.
"He..." She couldn't help but speak, and her complex emotions filled her pretty little face.
This face...she remembers it, and she still remembers it very clearly.
On that day, she entered Xingqi Valley alone and met the chattering boy in the valley - Ahanda?
Why is he the eldest prince of Ling Tian Kingdom?
What's going on?
Nan Liyou suddenly felt a feeling of being deceived. As his anger grew, his obsidian-like eyes changed their pupil color strangely.
Gradually...
Like a violet flower, the charming purple eyes gradually appeared.
She narrowed her eyes suddenly, and the dagger at her cuffs rotated in her palm. After another turn, the cold blade had already landed on Ling Xiaohan's neck.
Ling Xiaohan's expression froze, a trace of shock flashed in his eyes, and his face was stiff: "Little thing, what do you mean?"
Looking at her eyes that changed suddenly, he was shocked.
He knew her body very well. Only when she was angry again would she take the pills, even if she took the pills, the color of her pupils would change back to what she had before.
"Ling Xiaohan! Do you know what two things I hate the most in my life?" Nan Liyou said in a cold tone and a little arrogant.
"But I heard you!" Ling Xiaohan's eyes fell sideways on his neck, and the cold light flashed with a reckless smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.
"First: betrayal! Second! Being deceived! You have touched my bottom line!" Nan Liyou looked at him solemnly, and a trace of firm awe flashed through his eyes.
"Little guy, this joke cannot be made! Do you want to be a widow?" Ling Xiaohan sneered, raised his fingers slightly, trying to remove the cold weapon.
Nan Liyou didn't care at all, and leaned forward a few millimeters. If he touched a little further, the artery in his throat would be easily blocked.
This was the first time Ling Xiaohan felt the bloodthirsty feeling on the little thing's body.
Do it as you say it, without any loneliness.
This method is clean and neat, even worse than his indifference.
He is worthy of being the person he likes, and his temperament is different.
"Shut up! You should know my temper! Since you dare to lie to me, you should pay a little price!" Nan Liyou bit his lip and looked at him with a cold expression, without any turbulence in his eyes.
"Little guy? Beloved concubine? Don't do anything randomly. Your Highness is as good as the sun and the moon. He has never lie to you!" Ling Xiaohan joked, but his eyes were sincere.
"You know I'm not talking about this!" Nan Liyou stared at him in shame and said angrily.
"Okay, I said! I said! But, should this thing be taken down? It's so cold!" Ling Xiao smiled warmly and pointed at the thing on his neck.