"What are you thinking about?" She was knocked on the forehead. "I didn't let you die." Luo Yan could tell at a glance what this woman was thinking. If he wanted her to die, he wouldn't let her use his own.
Sword.
"Then what is it?" Yong Xi asked him with her eyes.
"This is my king's gift in return," Luo Yan took the sword over and stuffed it back into her arms. "This sword has been with me for a long time, but it can be said that it is inseparable from me.
If monsters or something appear in your dream, you have this sword to cut them down, and it will repay you, yes."
Although this sentence sounded a bit bloody, Yong Xi hugged the sword in her arms tightly. For some reason, it seemed that she really didn't have to be afraid of something anymore.
"Thank you," she said softly, holding the sword in her arms, feeling helpless in her heart, as if she had something to rely on, even though it was just cold.
"No need," Luo Yan stood up, "I said this is a return gift,"
Only then did Yong Xi look at him, but she saw a purse on his waist, which was exactly the one she made. But if he didn't throw it away, why would he bring it with him?
Luo Yan coughed lightly, as if he was a little embarrassed, "Okay, I'm going to have a rest. Remember, don't call me ghosts in the middle of the night. I won't even be able to sleep well." He was clearly blaming
The tone, however, does not make one feel any blame.
He walked out, with the strange purse still hanging on his waist. When the door was closed, Yong Xi hugged the sword tightly, and then pressed her face against the sword. Suddenly, her eyes narrowed, "It's so strange."
Such a person," she said to herself.
Strange? The corner of Luo Yan's lips curled up slightly. He also felt strange. He touched the ugly purse on his waist. He didn't know why he was so crazy that he spent an hour.
, found this back, and even carried it with him. You know, he never does these women's things.
He untied the purse around his waist, put it under his nose and smelled it. He didn't know what it was made of. The smell inside was very special, and it seemed to give him a very soothing feeling when he smelled it.
He stood at the door for a long time, then opened the door again and found that the woman was sleeping holding his sword.
"Idiot, just hang it, you can still hold it," he couldn't help laughing, and then strangely, he touched the corners of his lips, haha, he hadn't laughed like this in a long time.
And that night, Yong Xi found that she really didn't have any more nightmares. It wasn't until she woke up the next day that she opened her eyes faintly. Really, she hadn't slept so well for a long time. She
She sat up, gently stroked the sword in her hand, and then put it aside. Then she put on her clothes, and Xiao Xi had already fetched water for her to wash up.
Outside the window, the natural wind with the fragrance of flowers blew on her body. She lay lazily on the window sill. There was a touch of glass-like color in Hui Wei's narrowed eyes. Occasionally, she would look at the blue sky.
, her red lips raised, and she didn’t know what she was laughing at.
Luo Yan was half-lying, his evil eyes staring at the woman in front of him, looking at her from beginning to end, and finally landed on her face.
He seems to have forgotten what this woman's name is. Sorry, he has too many women, and he can really remember only a few.
"Take off your clothes," he still maintained the action just now. The words uttered from his thin lips made the woman's body tremble. Then he began to untie his belt. As long as she thought of what was going to happen in a while, she didn't know what to do.
Whether I'm nervous or excited, I took a long time to untie the belt, but it still can't be untied.
Lao Yan squinted his slender eyes, seemingly no longer worried. Finally, the woman's smooth and delicate body fell in front of his eyes. His expression did not move, and the corners of his lips naturally raised. When he saw the woman,
I'm already blushing and don't know what to do.
"Lie down," he said two words again, and even this kind of thing was like a routine matter.
The woman lay down, her white and tender body seemed to be trembling in the wind, and her flowery beauty also showed a kind of tenderness and pity.
The slender woman hugged her chest tightly with her hands, her body was still trembling, and there were some tiny goosebumps on her fair and tender skin, which could easily arouse men's bestiality.
Laoyan sat up and stared at the white and tender body in front of him. He stretched out his hand and caressed the woman's face, then to her chin, then to her neck, and finally to her collarbone. Although her face was not as long as it was
Qingcheng, but this body is extremely beautiful, which makes him have some interest, but only a little.
However, by chance, he touched something on his waist, and then took it in his hand. At a glance, he saw that it was the ugly-looking purse hanging on his body. There was a faint fragrance inside the purse, which seemed to be good.
Let Qing Xingxing wake up, he frowned, and suddenly felt a little uninterested.
Just as the woman was looking forward to what was going to happen next, Luo Yan stood up and straightened her clothes.
"Your Majesty?" The woman stood up in confusion. She didn't know if the wind was blowing on her body, which made her shiver.
"You go down," Luo Yan stood with his back to her.
The woman doesn't understand. Go down, where?
"Do you want me to tell you a second time?" Just when she was at a loss, Lao Yan spoke again, and her voice was so cold that you could feel the chill in him. The woman hurriedly put on her clothes.
Then he ran out as if running for his life.
"It's really colorless and tasteless," Luo Yan walked to another room. The woman's breath was smeared in this room. He suddenly felt a little nauseous. He wanted to find a cleaner place to sleep.
And when he was passing by a certain room, he suddenly walked over by some strange coincidence.
Gently pushing the door open, he stood outside the door, staring at the self-conscious woman holding the sword. He didn't know if what he said was really useful. She, holding the sword, finally stopped being evil.
If you wake up from a dream, you can even wake up until dawn sometimes.
She turned over and turned her back to her, but she still held the sword tightly in her arms, like it was her own treasure.
"Really, I said just hang it," Luo Yan couldn't help but mutter to himself. He took out the purse hanging from his waist, and then curled his lips in disgust. It was so ugly.
But despite being so disgusted, he finally hung the purse back on his waist and went to find a clean room to sleep.
It's strange recently. It seems that the whole palace has become a lot quieter. Even Bai Jie doesn't play the piano anymore. In the past, she would sit in front of the piano every day, so that everyone in the palace could hear her music.
Xiao Xi walked in slowly, closed the door, and placed the food on the table more carefully.
"Princess, it's time to eat," her voice sounded like a mosquito.