She saw Nalan Xueyi standing outside the door and hurried over, her face full of anxiety, "What's going on? Girl Yue is injured?"
Why did she get injured after being out for a while? What happened? With Yue Yatou’s skills, not many people in the world can hurt her. It must be someone from the ghost tribe who used some evil trick!
"Aunt Pei, don't worry." Nalan Xueyi regained her wandering thoughts and comforted the anxious Rong Pei, "Yue'er is fine. She has just recovered from a serious injury. She has exhausted her physical strength and is mentally disturbed, so she fell asleep.
Come on, just wake up."
She was just too tired, both physically and mentally.
"Just too tired and fell asleep?" Rong Pei looked at Nalan Xueyi's calm face and confirmed, "That's good."
Before she finished her sentence, she instantly realized that something was wrong. She looked at Nalan Xueyi, who looked indifferent and solemn in surprise, "Recovering from a serious injury? Didn't Girl Yue go out just now? It's only been a few hours..."
The rest of the words stuck in my throat.
Rong Pei's eyes suddenly turned cold, and the words were clearly questions, but his expression was extremely sure, "Is it Xuan Ye?"
Nalan Xueyi pursed her lips and said nothing, her eyes fell back to the brilliant crabapple tree, her eyes were as quiet as the night, and she didn't know what she was thinking.
Rong Pei looked solemnly and nodded to himself.
If it was Xuan Ye, it would make sense. He definitely had the ability to seriously injure Yue Yatou, but what she didn't understand was that if Xuan Ye seriously injured Yue'er, why did he use the power of the blood curse to heal her?
"As long as it's okay." Rong Pei said the last thing and stopped digging into the details, "Let Girl Yue have a good rest."
"Aunt Pei..." When Rong Pei was about to turn around and leave, Nalan Xueyi stopped her. His voice was so soft that it would have been difficult to hear it if it wasn't for the silence of the night. He asked without any reason, "Am I
make a mistake."
"What?" Rong Pei looked at him inexplicably.
Nalan Xueyi did not speak any more. The tall man stood quietly by the corridor. Under the vermilion cornices and brackets, a few moonlight shadows touched the corners of his snow-white robe, like white begonias on the tree.
, brilliant and lonely.
Rong Pei looked at his cold profile for a while, and seemed to understand, but seemed not to understand. She smiled and said, "Xueyi, there is no right or wrong about many things in this world. You just need to ask
Ask your own heart."
"My heart..." Nalan Xueyi lowered her eyes.
His heart may have been with Yue'er since they first met in Qingcheng Pass, but he didn't know it at the time.
But when did she know about it? Maybe it was when she was stationed on the outer island playing piano and flute, laughing and chatting and drinking in the Tinghai Pavilion, sharing life and death on Mandala Island... Or maybe when she saw her risking her life for Bei Chenyan.
Rong Pei didn't know what he thought of, and a bitter smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, "Actually, many things, looking back, were just obsessions at the time, but when you can still hold on to that person, don't let go."
If you miss it again, it will be a lifetime.
The hardest thing in the world is to reach for the stars with your bare hands and not find love.
The night was too dark, and Rong Pei suddenly felt sentimental. Her life had been ruined by her obsession. Now that she had reached this point, she could no longer look back. She could only grit her teeth and keep walking with her head held high. She could not look back.
.
Nalan Xueyi heard the second half of the sentence, but failed to understand the first sentence.
Or maybe, I just don’t want to listen on purpose.
The love is so deep that we can no longer help ourselves.
"Don't think too much, there's nothing serious about Yue Yatou. You should go back and have a good rest." Rong Pei retracted his distant thoughts, reached out and patted Nalan Xueyi's shoulder, then turned and left.
Just a few steps out, Rong Pei suddenly remembered something and turned back, "Oh, by the way, Xue Yi, I forgot to tell you, I will set off back to the snowy area early the next morning."
Nalan Xueyi turned to look at her, and finally there was a change in expression on her face, but she hesitated to speak, "Aunt Pei..."
Nalan Rongpei and Huangfu Cangzhi have been entangled in their relationship for half their lives, and everyone in the royal family of the Xue clan and the Huangfu family knows about it.
When she returns like this this time, it is self-evident what the outcome will be for the two of them.
Rong Pei's smile was gentle, but there was a touch of vicissitudes in it, indicating that he was fine, and asked smoothly, "What are your and Yue Yatou's plans? Do you want to stay here, or go back with me?" xdw8
The power of the Ghost Clan in Chaoshan City is extraordinary. The current situation seems to be that it cannot be eradicated in a short time. The Xue Clan and the Huangfu Clan have sent support. Whether they want to continue the battle or not, we have to wait for news.
I don't know how long this delay will last.
Such a big thing had just happened in Xueyu, and there were many remaining matters. She couldn't leave for too long and had to go back.
This time she came out, she was actually willful once, but she finally gave herself an explanation, and she would not worry about anything else in the future.
Rong Pei smiled with a little heartache. Brother Cang has a wife, and someone will take good care of him in the future. Why should she be worried?
No matter what, it's not her turn to care...
"Let me think about it..." Nalan Xueyi turned his eyes slightly and looked into the Sun Moon Pavilion. The sight of the thousands of shadows and lights seemed to be able to penetrate through many obstacles and fall on the cheek of the woman who had fallen asleep.
.
If you leave here, leave Xuan Ye, and stay away from everything about Bei Chenyan, will Yue'er get better?
"Okay, let's wait until Yue Yatou wakes up." Rong Pei turned and left.
At this time, the door opened.
Two maids came out and said, "Sir, it's ready."
"Go down." Nalan Xueyi glanced at them indifferently.
After retreating, he slowly entered the Sun Moon Pavilion and sat down next to Ling Xiyue.
The bed made of jade is large enough to accommodate more than ten people. It has a snow-white soft mattress and a sleeping woman with slender arms outside. Her frost-like face is whiter than the color of the jade, with dense
The eyelashes are tightly closed.
It was almost dawn, and the sky that should have been bright was suddenly filled with dark clouds and accumulated thunderclouds, just like that night.
"Yue'er, why are you so naughty and want to get yourself covered with bruises?" Nalan Xueyi's long fingers moved gently, touching the woman's white and slightly desolate cheeks, "Why can't you just..."
She must have remembered something, otherwise, she wouldn't be like this.
Let go?
He can't do it, he really can't do it.
It was obviously something within reach, but why did he always feel that it was far away in the horizon, like a dream, out of reach or graspable.
Just like now, she was obviously right next to him, but he always felt that she was far away from him, so far away that he could hardly see her face clearly.
"What should I do..." Nalan Xueyi's eyes, which had always been indifferent and cold, were now full of hardship, extremely depressed, and extremely heartbroken.
After a long, long time, he closed his eyes in great pain and murmured softly, "Yue'er, I'm sorry."