Peerless favorite: the first princess

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"Yichen, even if you hate me, you still have to eat something. If you don't eat enough, you won't have the strength to take revenge." Nan Chenyu said, his voice was a little tired and hoarse, and he couldn't see clearly from the side of his face covered by the bangs on his forehead. The expression at this time.

"Yichen, open the door, okay?" Nan Chenyu called out again, his tone was full of pleading, one could even imagine the pain on his face in his eyes covered by hair.

There was still no movement in the room, separated by a door, two people, one mood, silent.

Jinghong waited quietly, something was desperately surging in his heart, looking at Nan Chenyu's slender figure, black hair in black clothes in the past, so high-spirited, indescribably romantic and handsome, but now it is like a thick A thick haze enveloped his whole body. [

Nan Chenyu, what is it that makes your talent, elegance, pride and elegance, your laziness and arrogance peck at nothing, and make you so beautiful and melancholy?

There was no response in the room for a long time, Nan Chenyu sighed in disappointment, turned to leave, but saw Jing Hong standing quietly at the side, when he met her gaze, his heart was soft and touched, but he was speechless.

"How is he?" When he came to the side, Jinghong asked indifferently, looking past him at the closed door.

"I won't open the door and don't talk." Nan Chenyu shook his head, looking down at the food on the tray.He would rather Yichen raised his sword and killed him than he tortured himself like this, if he died in his hands in the end, instead of being tortured to death by the poison in his body, it would become a kind of gift from heaven to him.

Jinghong didn't speak any more, they were always more silent than talking, and they got used to this kind of silence over time.

"It's the Spring Festival, and Wanhua wants to spend a warm New Year with you and Yichen, and tell Yichen stories around the fire..." Never before, have a happy meal with the person I like New Year's Eve dinner, celebrating the New Year together, setting off firecrackers... His words seemed to be murmured, passed by her ear indistinctly, then brushed her shoulder, and walked over.

His words seemed to come from a distant century, and Jing Hong's heart was startled unguardedly, and when he came back to his senses, he turned around, and the black figure had disappeared in the distance.

Nan Chenyu... murmuring this unforgettable name in a low voice, she slowly walked to the door of Nan Yichen's room, raised her hand to knock on the door, but after some hesitation, she put down her hand.

What Yichen needs at this time is not comfort, but to die quietly.Walking out of the pavilion, the sky is covered with snow, and the cold is still penetrating into the bone marrow bit by bit...