Chapter 1058 The princess and Nanda are a good match
Chapter 1058 The princess and Mr. Nan are a good match
Feng Weihuan rushed forward regardless, as if there was a nameless fire in her heart, which burned her to the point of losing all her sanity, but she felt aggrieved in every way.
Why?
Why can't she live according to her own will!
The snow was falling heavily, and it was falling like goose feathers.
The dusk is getting darker, and passers-by on the street are walking in a hurry, all heading home.
Feng Weihuan ran for a while and looked at the empty surroundings. Suddenly, she felt desolate that the sky was huge but she had nowhere to stay.
My nose was extremely sore, and my eyes were still warm when the tears came out of my eyes, but they became cold when the wind blew them, which stung my skin.
Snowflakes stuck to my tears, and my face felt cold and painful.
Suddenly, the snow above our heads stopped.
Through her tearful eyes, she saw a face as hazy as the breeze and the bright moon.
"Princess, it's windy and snowy, please put on your cloak." Nanming's voice was like a spring breeze blowing in the face from the wind and snow.
The tears fell even more fiercely. Feng Weihuan didn't want people to see her embarrassed look at the moment, so she simply covered her face with her hands.
Nan Ming's usually calm eyes lowered slightly, and the emotion of distress and pity within them disappeared.
The hands hidden in the wide robe secretly held Cheng Cheng's hands, resisting the urge to hold her in his arms.
He turned his head slightly and glanced at Qiqiao.
Qiqiao hurried over, covered Feng Weihuan's body with her cloak, took out the handkerchief and handed it to her hand.
"Princess, just half a street away is Yipinxian. I'll take you there, okay?" After Feng Weihuan cried for a while, Nanming asked softly.
Feng Weihuan wiped away his tears with a handkerchief, lowered his head and didn't speak, just walked forward silently.
Nan Ming held an umbrella and walked slowly with her.
Qiqiao opened her mouth. She originally wanted to say to Nanming, "I will hold the umbrella for the princess," but it was obvious that the latter had no intention of handing the umbrella to her, so she swallowed the words and followed behind silently with Dongzhi.
Looking ahead worriedly.
As she looked at it, she suddenly noticed something thrilling.
In the heavy snowfall, under the white umbrella of the moon, one green and one red, walking side by side, it seems that they can go all the way to the white end.
The biting cold wind blew Nanming's wide sleeves, and the wind made the blue silk fly happily. The sleeves and the green silk touched and then spread apart, going back and forth, entangled endlessly.
Qiqiao couldn't help but think to herself: Her princess and Mr. Nan are actually a good match...
Feng Weihuan's mood gradually calmed down. She breathed in her nose, which was already frozen by the wind, and was about to speak when she accidentally tripped on something under her feet and staggered.
A warm and strong hand supported her, and a concerned voice came from her ear: "Princess, be careful."
"Thank you." She whispered, not noticing that a long strand of black hair quietly wrapped around the white wrist of the man next to her.
Nan Ming let go of his hand, but carefully held the strand of black hair in his palm, caressing it gently, and inadvertently moved closer to her.
Feng Weihuan stepped on the soft snow on the ground, and heard a very low sound in his ears, click, click——
It seemed that something fell on my heart, and it made the same sound, click, click.
The heartbeat is also a little faster.
It was very cold, her body had been stiffened by the cold wind, and her face was dry and tight, but she felt strange warmth for no reason:
