The ghost king chased his wife for 1000 days: the proud princess

"You go..." Nangong Yufeng stood up after him, but found that in the blink of an eye, the person had disappeared, thinking suspiciously with downcast eyes, always felt that something was wrong, but he couldn't tell what was wrong. If Xuanyuanhuang was a woman, he Can be 100% sure that his so-called friend is actually... him.

But brother Xuanyuan is a man, this is for sure, no matter how much a woman disguises herself as a man and corsets her chest, it will not be so flat. Just now I accidentally saw him tightly sticking to his chest. Which friend made him so Care?

And does such a strong woman really exist in the world?

Shaking her head, she walked back to the door, not knowing how Yuwei is doing now.

Outside the gate of the palace, Nalan Jinghong walked alone in the open square, not allowing anyone to follow him, too many things needed him to rectify, especially his thoughts, the first time he tried to be frustrated, and the first time he was played by a woman. Applause, this is something that I never dreamed of.

Even if she has no power or power, she thinks she is sincere in treating the person she likes, but she doesn't get any return for her sincerity. Maybe Xuanyuanhuang is just using him as her mother said. In order to get benefits, she can share the same bed with him. Pillow, no wonder she has been unwilling to agree to marry him.

The ridiculous thing is that you know you are being used, but you still can't let it go. Now it's all right. I offended everyone who shouldn't be offended. It doesn't matter. At any rate, I once loved once, and because of that love, I was so crazy. It's a good memory.

But from now on, he will not let her continue to play with her, the road is open to the sky, each side walks.

"Yunyi!"

Her thin lips were pursed tightly, one hand was turned behind her back, and the other hand was playing with the folding fan in front of her abdomen, her footsteps never stopped, as if the call did not exist at all.

Xuanyuanhuang slowed down, tried to distance herself from the man, and just followed behind him, looking at the back of the man walking in front, her heart seemed to be stabbed by something, it hurt, because Nalan Jinghong was always in her heart. He is a cynical big boy, occasionally willful, probably because of his age.

She is three years older than his mental age, and she still thinks he is very naive, but like now, he is acting very old again, no longer laughing, no longer sunny, his back is so lonely, his expression is so heavy, no matter how he looks like A lion who has suffered a great deal of disappointment is going to a no-man's land to heal his wounds.

In the past, when she called him, he would respond immediately, but this time, he turned a deaf ear and continued to call: "Yun Yi."

Nalan Jinghong cursed secretly, stretched out his hand to press his temple, turned around impatiently, and saw the woman was still smiling at him, he hated that when he was most depressed, she still had a smile on her face, and shouted angrily: "Xuanyuanhuang, Damn it, I, Nalan Jinghong, are so good to you..." He hesitated to speak, his heaving chest became more and more violent.

I wanted to give up my usual demeanor and yell, but when I saw that there was still a layer of mist in the smiling eyes, my arrogance suddenly became shorter, and I asked irritably, "What's the matter?"

Xuanyuanhuang took five steps forward, and after closing the distance, said hoarsely: "Didn't you say that after this matter is over, take me to find Miss Banxia? You just left, how can I find her?"

"It's easy to handle, this king and Banxia have a friendship anyway, and Wuxin will take you there." Nalan Jinghong continued walking without looking back after finishing speaking.

"But I want you to take me."