The night is getting darker and the lights are dimly lit.
Xiao Wen pulled the quilt closer and looked at Ting Qingyu who had fallen asleep in the dim light. A strange smile appeared on his lips, but he just hugged her and buried her hair in his face, quietly
Breathing.
Princess……
Just one night can change something, right?
Princess……[
Xiao Wen, I actually like you very much...
Upstairs, a pair of eyes are shining...
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Outside, the cold wind howled.
Cheyue stood in front of the pavilion door and listened quietly to what was going on inside.
However, when he saw Xiao Wen sleeping with the princess in his arms through the paper window that he had broken, he couldn't help but feel jealous and irritated. However, seeing that Xiao Wen made no other moves, he felt a little more at ease.
However, he was worried about Xiao Wen.
That young man, who seemed to only know how to make fun of others, actually knew many things, including his, Chuo Luo.
He didn't even understand half of Chuoluo's secret, but Xiao Wen did. What was going on?
Who is he? He must be someone with an extraordinary background, right?
He put his hands into his sleeves to keep warm, and the cold wind blew in, almost turning his face into frost. Che Yue remained motionless, leaning lonely against the door, looking up at the cold moon, which spread the silver light.
The earth was reflected in his eyes, silent and sad.
The wind carried a strange fragrance, which was the flower of the Ming Dynasty in the Hidden Phoenix Pavilion, but it made the night even more unusually lonely...
"Princess, please forgive Cheyue...please forgive Cheyue..." A voice was in the wind, hovering in his heart. Cheyue's eyes were deeply apologetic, her hands were clenched, and her whole body slowly
Squat down.
Under the deserted moonlight, there has always been a small figure, huddled in front of the princess's pavilion door...
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the other side.
Chuoluo stood quietly among the plum trees, looking up at the window of the Princess Pavilion.
The light was not extinguished. It was like the fire of loneliness, igniting the loneliness in his chest. The cold wind was howling. He rubbed his hands that were stiff from the cold. He knew that Xiao Wen was in the princess's pavilion, and that the princess had already woken up.
come over.
The princess is smart and sharp, but why does he always feel a little uneasy?[