Yu Tianqi watched Fang Qing leave his side with a smile. He watched her indifferent and elegant figure slowly shrink into a little snow light in his sight.
There was a faint mist in his black jade-like eyes, and a pair of beautiful sword-shaped eyebrows were tightly knitted together.
Fang Qing walked calmly and calmly through the nine-curved corridor, the Qingfeng Stone Bridge, the towering dragon-carved eaves, and walked out of the South Palace Gate of the Royal Palace of the Luoyue Dynasty.
She knew that he left her side in an instant, but did not go far. Because, he had to settle in a place where he could go back and forth, so that he could know her every move and her situation in the palace at all times.
And there happens to be one such place not far from Nangong Gate, and that is Qinglan Pavilion.
A faint smile appeared at the corner of her mouth. She walked slowly, neither too slowly nor too fast. In this way, she slowly climbed up the stairs and arrived at the Qinglan Pavilion where she once attacked the Emperor Luanjia.
When she first came to Qinglan Pavilion, it was just a temporary place for her to stay, and she never paid more attention to it. Now, she has taken a few more glances, just because she sensed the familiar smell of that person here.
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She stood outside the door and suddenly stopped.
The sound coming from the door made her want to listen.
"Young Master, Hongxiu doesn't understand, why don't you take Miss Third back? You obviously miss Miss Third and it makes her so painful, why do you avoid her? I saw Miss Third's expression just now, as if you saw her
Young Master. Why didn’t Young Master take advantage of that opportunity to step forward and take Miss Third away?" A puzzled voice contained a hint of complaint.
That day, Suye rushed to the Luoyue Dynasty with Fang Qing in her arms. After Suye cried bitterly, he actually followed him. He ran all the way for three days and three nights. The madness with red eyes made Hongxiu big.
She was so shocked. At that time, she was really afraid that the young master would break into the palace desperately to bring Fang Qing back. But just in front of Qinglan Pavilion, the young master suddenly stopped, and the fast horse he was driving was tired because of fatigue.
Excessive and collapsed.
After three days and three nights, the young master finally said his first words. "Stay." Although it was only two short words, Hongxiu was overjoyed.
However, in the next few days, the young master did not say another word.
Hongxiu watched the young master go out early and come back late, always acting mysteriously and acting suspiciously. Today she couldn't bear it anymore, so she secretly followed the young master.
Unexpectedly, the young master went to visit the third lady secretly, and he could tolerate the third lady smiling at Yu Tianqi, with that kind of soft and gentle smile like gentle drizzle.
How could the young master be indifferent? How could he not snatch the third lady back? Hong Xiu was puzzled, that's why she complained, that's why she was aggrieved.
Su Ye has been silent. His clear and clear eyes are dull, with no light spots and no focus. He just sits there quietly, like a plastic statue, and the lines of his face are getting colder and colder.
Get hard.
A picture kept flashing through his mind, that was Fang Qing's smile as pale as a pear blossom. He watched her gaze at Yu Tianqi tenderly. That look and smile were too sweet and too shocking.
, pierced directly into his eyes and into his heart.
The pain is no longer conscious, and the whole body is numb.
Hong Xiu probably sensed something was wrong with Su Ye, and she waved her hands desperately in front of his eyes. "Young Master, Young Master, Young Master—Young Master, what's wrong with you?"
boom--
The door was kicked open by Fang Qing. She stood there, her indifferent eyes filled with worry. In her sight, she saw the beautiful young man, who was staring at a certain place with blue eyes.
There is no focus whatsoever.
Hongxiu looked at Fang Qing in shock. She didn't expect that Fang Qing would find them.
"Third Miss, how did you know we were here?" She must be too amazing.
But Fang Qing shook her head and signaled her not to speak. The smart Hongxiu nodded, and she went out wisely. She knew that if the third lady was here, she wouldn't have to worry about the young master.
However, Thief's Hong Xiu did not go far. She was just outside the door. She leaned against the door panel and secretly watched the scene inside, smiling mischievously.
Fang Qing sat down in front of Su Ye. She didn't speak. She just stretched out her hand and slowly took Su Ye's bone-cold jade hand. She opened her fingers slightly and wrapped them tightly around his.
Interlocked, tightly entwined.
Her other hand slowly caressed his cheek, which was as white as jade. His beautiful face, his straight nose that radiated like a faint snow mountain, his flawless thin lips, and his eyes. Ice blue.
Colorful, as bright as the blue sky, as bright and clear as the tip of the lotus leaves after the rain, and as beautiful as an illusion.
"Ye." She called out softly, and her slightly cool lips gently slid across his cold thin lips, sparking brilliant sparks that burned between them.
The familiar breath and slightly cool feeling bloomed on his thin lips like exploding fireworks. His stupid ice-blue eyes suddenly trembled.
He looked sideways, and in his sight was a familiar face that haunted him, cold and plain.
"Qing'er." He stared at Fang Qing as if in a dream, staring at her familiar and deserted face. The touch of lips made him not think too much. He hugged her and held the back of her head with one hand.
, he responded by kissing her lips.
He kissed so intently, so passionately, so domineeringly. He kissed all the way up, like a violent storm, attacking her eyebrows, her small nose, and then sliding down to her pink lips.
He traced her beautiful lip line, his movements slowed down, and he brushed her lips tenderly, constantly looking for strength from her lips, a strength that could eliminate his panic.
Fang Qing was completely immersed in the tenderness he weaved. She responded to his enthusiasm, imitated his appearance, and kissed his beautiful thin lips back.
Maybe it was the rising heat between the lips that shocked Suye, or maybe it was an uncertain dream that shocked Suye. He suddenly let go of Fang Qing.
He looked steadily at Fang Qing in his arms, staring at her.
Is it Qing'er? Is it true that Qing'er is back? No - no, no, the current scene, the familiar smell, the familiar face, but he feels that everything is like a dream, and he doesn't dare
Believe the facts.
Suye shook her head intuitively. How could Qing'er look at him so tenderly? How could she talk to him so softly? It must be a dream.
Fang Qing smiled softly, reached out and held his hand, intertwining their fingers in the usual way.
The warmth coming from his fingertips made him look down at his hands.
There, her hands and his were intertwined and intertwined.
This kind of handshake can only be done by Qing'er, it can only be Qing'er. It's Qing'er, his Qing'er has really returned to him, it's her feeling.
How many times, when he dreamed back at midnight, he saw Qing'er looking at him coldly with hatred in her eyes. She said she hated him, and she said she never wanted to see him again.
In the dream, she is so heartless and cold every time.
When he woke up, he was heartbroken and his beauty was gone.
Now, his fingertips are warm and his body is close to her body temperature. He can feel it. It is a real feeling. It's her, it's her!
Her brows and eyes were clear and clear in his sight, without any sign of dreaminess.
He looked at her with a smile on his lips. It was the most touching smile, as beautiful as a pear blossom and as light as a flying flower.
"Qing'er, it's Qing'er, it's really Qing'er -" A wave of ecstasy instantly overwhelmed his whole heart. In Suye's ice-blue eyes, the faint mist of confusion instantly dissipated without a trace.
Without a trace, his eyes were as bright as stars, dazzlingly bright.
He took his hands and hugged Fang Qing tightly in his arms, tightly, it was an unforgettable feeling of lovesickness. Through the collision of body temperature and body temperature, each other's affection seeped into the blood, making the cold blood,
There is a feeling of warmth and a feeling of flow.
"Qing'er, I'm sorry, I'm sorry -" The happiness that was recovered was a joy that could not be expressed in words. He really didn't know what to say to Fang Qing, so he could only keep apologizing, murmuring and tearfully.
Three words. "I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I'm sorry..."
"Fool, why are you avoiding me? In fact, I don't blame you, really, I don't blame you at all. Ye, I know what you are thinking, I have always known it." She leaned against the beating position of his heart,
He smiled faintly and said: "In that situation, if you were me and I were you, I would do the same. You are upset because of me, and I understand best." Just like Hong Xiu was anxious just now.
She screamed and her heart panicked.
It turns out that when you care about someone, when you miss someone, when you fall in love with someone, a calm and indifferent heart can no longer be calm or indifferent.
Therefore, she understands Suye's approach, she understands.
She wouldn't blame him, because in that situation, he was in more pain than she was.
Fang Qing raised her head and caressed his thin face with pity. Her eyes were watery. "Ye, you have lost weight." In just ten days, his face had lost a lot of weight.
Su Ye's icy blue eyes were shining brightly. He grabbed her hand, pressed it against his cheek and rubbed it. "Qing'er, thank you. It's great to have you in this world."
Her thoughtfulness and understanding at this moment became the most beautiful lotus flower in his heart. From then on, she could no longer leave her and was closely connected with his life.
Her beauty, her intelligence, her indifference, everything about her, from now on, he wanted to keep locked in his heart.
She is his, and he is hers.
"Qing'er." His brows were soft, and his deep blue pupils were as tender as water. He called her name softly, his head slowly lowered, lowered, and the high bridge of his nose touched the tip of her small nose.
Their brows and eyes are full of beauty, and infinite warmth spreads. Their slightly cool lips and cold thin lips touch together naturally, capturing their own beauty.
boom--
The door was pushed open by a strong force, and Hongxiu fell to the ground. Her face was red, and she got up from the ground in embarrassment.
"Well, you guys, keep on, keep on, I didn't see anything, I didn't see anything." She ran out quickly and slammed the door.
Fang Qing and Su Ye looked at each other and smiled. How could they continue at this time?