Dressed in the white moonlight of the blind prince

Chapter 117 Such a Leng Sichen (2)

Hanyue has always known that she has a fragrance in her body, which is innate, but she never knew what kind of fragrance it is. It is more fragrant than flower fragrance, lighter than rouge fragrance, like a gust of wind blowing from the top of a snow-capped mountain.

Maybe now you can know what kind of fragrance it is.

Han Yue put her heart to one side, and stepped into the room with one foot.

The old housekeeper closed the door from the outside with a wink.

The creaking sound of the heavy wood made Hanyue's heart rise to her throat, and she scolded the old housekeeper severely in her heart, "Your sister, if Leng Sichen gets mad again and the door is closed, let him How did she escape?
There was no bloody smell in the room as Han Yue had imagined. Leng Sichen did not kill or bite anyone during this time. He just stayed in the room quietly, maintaining the same posture for a long time.

All the servants in the house, big and small, came in and tried to persuade him, but they were always intimidated by his expression, and none of them dared to speak in the end.

"Leng Sichen..." Hanyue tentatively called him.

Taking another step forward, he saw that figure.

He just looked out of the window quietly, listening to the wind and the falling leaves, he fell to the ground quietly, and was trampled into the mud by a pair of hurried feet.

From the light of dawn in the morning to the bright sun now, he just sat quietly in the room by himself, while Qingfeng next to him looked calm, as if he was used to seeing Leng Sichen like this.

Others came back and forth wave after wave, sometimes as chaotic as a vegetable market, but no one dared to ask Leng Sichen anything.

The world of mortals is so red, he is only in his world.

"You're... well... right?" Han Yue stumbled when she said this.

Because the Leng Sichen who caught her eyelids was obviously not the one she first met, his white hair was scattered on his back like snow, a little messy, but it didn't affect his demeanor, he still had his usual indifferent appearance.

A white robe was casually put on.

"You're back after all."

He turned around suddenly, Hanyue's steps that were about to approach suddenly stopped, and her breathing also stagnated.

"Your eyes..." Hanyue asked in surprise.

A pair of blood-red eyes stared at her coldly, and the corner of his mouth curled up in a sarcastic arc, "I can see it now, are you unhappy?"

Cold fingers pinched her chin, like a thousand years of ice, cold to the bone.

Leng Sichen's hand was always warm, but it must be abnormal for it to be so cold at this moment.

"Happy...Of course I'm happy, but Leng Sichen, I, I want to ask you, do your eyes turn red when you see everything?"

Could it be pink eye or something?Hanyue thought to herself.

"No." Leng Sichen held back for a long time before choking out these two words.

He really didn't understand what was in this girl's mind, why she always had such fantastic ideas.

"Then what's wrong with you? Are you sick? Then I'll help you find a doctor." Hanyue ran towards the door as she said.

The Leng Sichen who looks like this now is very scary. Although he was a little cold in the past, he was not so scary.

"No, these things will be done by my servants. As a concubine, you should always be by my side." Leng Sichen grabbed her by the collar from behind her, and brought her back.

"Also, we will get married tomorrow." Leng Sichen's voice was cold and could not be refused.

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Dear, today is Valentine's Day, happy holidays everyone, by the way, it's the Lantern Festival, happy everyone!
(End of this chapter)