"Master." As soon as Su Bei finished speaking, a maid's respectful call came from outside.
At the same time, the carved wooden door of the cabin opened with a creak, bringing in a bit of cold wind.
A man dressed in white clothes walked slowly into the door. His jade belt fluttered in the wind. There were traces of flying snow on his black hair on his shawl. He also held a red plum in his hand, which was different from the one in the porcelain vase.
Not much, just more fresh.
Snow clothes, red plums, fresh and elegant fragrance.
"Sir!" When Su Bei saw Nalan Xueyi, he immediately went to greet him.
That voice, and that expression, were full of grievances, as if she was about to cry.
Nalan Xueyi raised her eyes and saw the girl standing in the middle of the room. After a slight pause, she walked towards her and said, "You're awake."
There was no surprise or other emotion in his smooth voice, as if he already knew that she would wake up at this moment.
Su Bei, who was ruthlessly ignored, suffered internal injuries, and blood burst out of his heart again.
"Did you save me?" Ling Xiyue pursed her lips and met Nalan Xueyi's eyes.
Nalan Xueyi walked to her side, took out the red plum from the white jade vase, inserted the branch in her hand, and finally flicked it. Such a simple decoration and such a simple action passed by Nalan Xueyi.
The hands of the clothes suddenly have a sense of elegance and transcendence.
Art, beauty.
Ling Xiyue looked at his movements and frowned slightly.
This man seemed cold and heartless, and he had no desires or demands, but he always gave her a deep and unpredictable feeling, and he even seemed like an enemy and a friend.
In her two lifetimes, there are really very few people who can make her feel this way.
After his hands were empty, Nalan Xueyi turned around with a flick of his sleeves, sat down at the table next to him, and raised his hand to make a "please sit down" gesture toward Ling Xiyue.
As cold as the clear autumn moon, as noble as the fairy in the clouds.
Nalan Xueyi, a man with every gesture and gesture, explains what true nobility is. It is not the kind of luxury that is superficial, but a kind of nobility that seems to have accumulated for thousands of years and radiates from the bones.
Ling Xiyue looked at his boundless black pupils for a long time, her eyelashes gently lowered, hiding the obscure ups and downs in her eyes, and sat down opposite him.
"That day, I found traces of the ghost clan's actions in Qingcheng. I followed it all the way and met you with the secret fragrance in your body." Nalan Xueyi finally spoke and slowly explained that this was indeed not a coincidence.
Of course Nalan Xueyi knew what Ling Xiyue was thinking at this time.
Once may be a coincidence, twice, three times... No matter how deep the fate is, there is rarely such a chance.
Ling Xiyue narrowed her eyes slightly, "Ghost clan?"
Nalan Xueyi raised her eyes lightly and glanced at her lightly.
Su Bei looked at Nalan Xueyi in surprise. How could the young master tell this woman these things?
"I thought it was Huangfu Qianyu's side." Ling Xiyue's eyes were cold, staring at a place where she was lost.
Nalan Xueyi and Huangfu Qianyu are obviously from two forces, and they don't seem to be hostile forces, but why does a ghost tribe suddenly appear? How deep is the pool of water behind this?
Ling Xiyue, who was thinking, suddenly thought of something. She was suddenly excited and looked up at Nalan Xueyi, "By the way, how long have I been unconscious? Where are I now? It doesn't look like I'm in Qingcheng."
There is no such canal inside or outside Qingcheng.
The effect of this incense is so powerful that it can take a long time to be in a coma. She hasn't been back for such a long time. Yan may not have received any news. She disappeared without any warning. Yan must be very anxious now!
The jade cup held in Nalan Xueyi's hand rested on her cherry red lips.
After a moment of silence, he put down the jade cup and slowly uttered two words, "Three days." Mo Tong raised his head slightly and looked at the girl opposite, "You were unconscious for three days, and now we are on the Borneo River, just out of the border of Mirror City.
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"Three days!?" Ling Xiyue's face instantly turned ugly.
As soon as she closed her eyes, three days passed!
Su Bei looked at Ling Xiyue.
Still feel like it’s too much?
Normally, it would take six or seven days for a person who has been poisoned by the secret fragrance of the ghost clan to regain consciousness, even if he has deep internal strength. However, this woman could hold on for such a long time and was sober now. He really had to be convinced.
Ling Xiyue supported the table, stood up suddenly, looked straight at Nalan Xueyi, "Turn around immediately!"
Why is she not in Qingcheng, but far away from Jingcheng?
She needs to go back immediately! xdw8
"Hey, hey, you woman, what's your attitude?" Su Bei immediately became unhappy and yelled from the side, "It's my young master who saved your life. It's better for you to just be here fussing and drinking.
We don't owe you anything."
Ling Xiyue looked back and glanced over.
Su Bei's back suddenly felt cold, and he almost jumped up. He jumped back, pursed his lips tightly, and immediately closed his mouth.
Ling Xiyue turned around and looked at the man's unrivaled face, "Mr. Nalan, no matter what your purpose was, you saved me. I am very grateful. Ling Xiyue will definitely remember this kindness."
, if there is anything I can do to help you in the future, I, Ling Xiyue, will never refuse."
As she said this, her voice deepened, "But now I have to go back."
This man actually took her away from Qingcheng without her permission. From this point of view, he must not have notified Yan, the Tianlin court, and the Tianxia Pavilion, and they must not know any news about her at this time.
Ling Xiyue would not be foolish enough to think that he had brought her here and would let her leave so easily.
Under the noses of the Tianlin Court and the Tianxia Pavilion, they took her away without anyone noticing, and then blocked the news. Others might not be able to do it, but she believed that the person in front of her definitely had this ability!
Nalan Xueyi's cherry-red clothes slightly hooked up, and she suddenly smiled.
Ling Xiyue frowned, with this weird smile... Could it be that she was overthinking?
The curve of Nalan Xueyi's lips was elegant, and there were no unnecessary traces on her indifferent face. "Of course you can go back." He looked at the girl opposite and said lightly, "When did I say that you can't leave?
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Such a sentence made Ling Xiyue choke until her neck stiffened and she suddenly felt embarrassed.