Murong Qianqian was very puzzled. When she was in Liuxia Palace, she usually told Xiangmo and the others to go to bed when they needed to, without having to keep vigil.

But for the palace people here, because of the palace rules of Tianchen Kingdom, it is inconvenient for an outsider to break the rules, so it stands to reason that there should be someone waiting outside the door at this time.

Winter nights are extremely cold, especially in a fantasy world without a greenhouse effect, which makes people shiver.

Murong Qianqian was only wrapped in a mink fur coat. As soon as she opened the door curtain, a gust of wind from the floor blew over in an insidious manner, and she instantly shivered.

"Ah qie~" followed by a loud sneeze.

Next to the door frame, a little palace maid was huddled in the corner and taking a nap. From the sound of her breathing, she must have been sleeping soundly.

Murong Qianqian stretched out her hand and poked it, then ordered: "Hey~ wake up first, I'm a little thirsty, go and get me a pot of water~"

The little palace maid was probably having a sweet dream when she was suddenly poked by someone. She immediately waved her hand angrily and said, "I hate it~" while still closing her eyes.

"You're disgusting, wake up quickly, do you want me to die of thirst?" Murong Qianqian roared like a lion from the east of the river.

After receiving such a drink, the palace maid suddenly opened her eyes. She was about to yell at who disturbed her dream, when she raised her eyebrows and saw Murong Qianqian standing in front of her with her hands on her hips. She suddenly stood up straight.

He smiled respectfully and said, "Murong, do you want some water? I will go to the kitchen to cook it." After saying that, he ran away as if he had seen a ghost.

Murong Qianqian sat down low on a chair outside. The cold wind blew in from the open door, giving her goosebumps all over her body.

"This girl really doesn't close the door when she goes out." As Murong Qianqian said this, she got up and walked to the door to prepare to close the door.

However, just as she stretched out her hand, before her fingertips could touch the door frame, she suddenly saw a crescent-white dress flashing past in mid-air.

Unfortunately, the night was too dark, and the figure passed by too quickly, so Murong Qianqian did not see the person's face clearly for a while, but she felt that the figure looked very familiar.

Somehow, Murong Qianqian was driven by curiosity and subconsciously followed the figure outside. When she came to her senses, the person had already left the residence.

It was pitch black all around, and you could vaguely see densely packed towering trees and fallen leaves blown by the wind.

The wind blew a bit bit bitterly, making a "wuwu" sound like ghosts crying and wolf howling, and the atmosphere suddenly became eerie and strange.

Murong Qianqian shivered and hugged her arms tightly. She gritted her teeth and thought about whether to go back or not.

At this time, with a casual glance, he saw circles of colorful light not far away, just like the ripples on the lake blown by the wind.

The ripples spread slowly, and among the brilliance, there were broken lights flashing in the air. At first glance, it looked like fireflies dancing gracefully.

When the wind blows, the little bits of broken light float in, like drizzle in spring, falling mistly around the body, rendering a mysterious color.

Damn it, you're not dreaming, are you?

Murong Qianqian was shocked. She rubbed her eyes again and again, but found that there were more and more light spots in front of her eyes, and her whole body seemed to be inlaid with gold.

She subconsciously reached out to touch the light spots, but as she moved, the light spots fell swishing down and disappeared as soon as they touched the ground.

At this time, footsteps were faintly heard from the rippled aperture, very light, like leaves falling on the ground.

Murong Qianqian followed the sound and saw that she was wearing a blue robe with fluttering sleeves, and her long ink-colored hair was flying in the wind like a waterfall.

The man was walking in the halo, his tall and tall figure stood tall against the wind, and his tall and straight body reflected a layer of hazy light, making him look like a god descending from heaven.

Viewed from the side, his eyelashes are thick and long, his nose is high and straight, and his lips are a little thin but their shape is particularly sexy.

Unfortunately, the aperture was too dazzling, so Murong Qianqian couldn't see the man's face clearly even if he squinted his eyes, but judging from the 45° angle position, he must be a handsome guy.

I didn’t expect that I could meet such a charming and handsome guy late at night in winter, and I didn’t know whether this handsome guy was a fairy or a human?

Murong Qianqian was secretly excited, her heart was surging, her blood was flowing backwards, and she felt a dizzying impulse.

Overwhelmed by this emotion, she subconsciously took a step forward, but accidentally stepped on a dead branch, causing a "click" sound.

When the man heard the movement, he suddenly turned his head. His hair fluttered in front of his forehead as he turned around, and the light elf was reflected.

His narrow eyes exuded a faint blue light, his tall nose cast mottled shadows, and his thin lips were slightly pursed into a line, cold yet charming.

sh|it, can you stop being so handsome that I’ll be struck by lightning!

Murong Qianqian felt her whole body heat up, and then something sticky flowed out of her nose. She subconsciously wiped it, wow~it was really a nosebleed that matched the occasion.

However, she squinted her eyes, and saw that this face, while so upsetting, had a hint of sadness, and it was also a bit familiar.

He...is a bit like - damn, Xuanyuan Yao!

Xuanyuan Yao glanced over sharply, but because the surrounding light was too dazzling and the surrounding was too dark, he did not notice Murong Qianqian squatting behind the tree.

Frowning his brows, Xuanyuan Yao walked towards the forest, but at this moment, a wisp of cold wind blew up from behind him, and in an instant, a figure dressed in crescent white fell behind him.

As if he had expected it, Xuanyuan Yao did not show any abnormality, but took his steps back without changing his expression, his voice was everlasting indifference, "It seems that you have really decided~"

The man in white nodded, his gauze dress as thin as cicada wings fluttering in the wind, "There is no nostalgia in this life, it is better to fulfill your wish early, and it will be painless when it is over."

Due to the distance, Murong Qianqian could not hear the conversation between the two, but judging from the back of the man in white, she probably was the man she had just chased out.

Judging from her attire, she should be a woman, standing side by side with Xuanyuan Yao, looking like a couple of gods and gods in the bright light, making people fascinated.

But at this moment, Murong Qianqian was not in a leisurely mood, nor was she interested in being fascinated. She only felt that her liver fire, lung fire, stomach fire, etc. were burning very strongly.

Xuanyuan Yao is so perverted that he comes to have a tryst with a woman in the middle of the night. It's hard to believe that he is engaging in a wild fight. The taste is a bit too strong.
Chapter completed!