The Emperor's Young Master has turned black again

Chapter 1896 The Familiarity of the Soul
Hearing these voices, Feng Sufei's expression froze.

"The mechanism inside has started to change again. In this way, outsiders will no longer be able to enter, and some secrets will remain inside, and we will keep these in our minds and hide them in our hearts."

Nan Rong Huai'an stroked Feng Sufei's hair, "Well, that's right."

Rao Nanrong Huai'an was usually calm and calm, but what he saw in the imperial tomb also shocked him.

Until now, Nanrong Huai'an's heart has not completely calmed down.

Feng Sufei was still in a daze.

After Nanrong Huai'an brought Feng Sufei back to the palace, Feng Sufei lay on the sofa and started to be in a daze.

The scenes that happened in the imperial tomb kept echoing in her mind.

The thing she couldn't figure out the most was the disappearance of Huang Ying, which was so strange.

Grandma said that Huang Ying would go where he was going, but wouldn't she just leave in the imperial mausoleum?
In fact, she knew that when she was a child, when she was a girl, Huang Ying was a teenager, and he accompanied her in the dark every day to protect her.

It's just that he rarely shows up, let alone speaks.

Later, after she fell in love with Si Jueshen, she moved Huang Ying away, and it was her grandmother who hid him.

Grandma said to leave her a hole card.

Later, when she returned as Feng Sufei, she contacted Huangying.

At that time, she was very sad because of the incident in Nanrong Huai'an, so she could only talk a lot with Huang Ying.

At that time, he listened silently, being the best listener.

And he was silently protecting her and protecting her.

Logically speaking, she has no emotions towards the shadow guard.

But for Huang Ying, she felt very strange, as if he had an aura she was familiar with.

Nanrong Huai'an saw Feng Sufei lying on the sofa after returning, with a sleepy look, he was a little worried, "What's wrong? Still thinking about these things?"

Feng Sufei smelled the elegant aura of Nanrong Huai'an, and for some reason, the emotions that could not be calmed down by Huang Ying just now calmed down.

Feng Sufei only thought that Nanrong Huai'an was very important to her, so she felt comforted.

Feng Sufei stretched out her hand weakly, "Hug me."

Nanrong Huai'an looked at Feng Sufei dotingly, and hugged her, "Okay, hug."

Feng Sufei took a deep breath of Nanrong Huai'an's breath, and slowly calmed down.

Gradually, Feng Sufei leaned against Nanrong Huai'an and fell asleep.

Nanrong Huai'an looked at Feng Sufei's sleeping state, and sighed, knowing that she was too tired.

Feng Sufei became stubborn and didn't know how to take care of herself. He looked very distressed, but he couldn't persuade him, so he could only take better care of her.

Nanrong Huai'an picked up Feng Sufei and wanted to put her on the bed so that she could sleep well.

But when Nanrong Huai'an got up, Feng Sufei hugged him like eight fish.

Seeing Feng Sufei hugged so tightly, Nanrong Huai'an sighed helplessly, and could only go to bed with her, holding her in his arms so that she could have a good sleep and rest.

In fact, Feng Sufei was very dependent on Nanrong Huai'an when she was sleeping, especially the aura of Nanrong Huai'an gave her a sense of soul familiarity.

When Feng Sufei fell asleep, what flashed in her mind was when she was a child, the young Huang Ying silently accompanied her, watching her grow up.

There is also a scene where in that house, it was the young Nan Rong Huai'an who taught her to paint.

(End of this chapter)