Chapter 58
Song Qingyu reached out and patted his shoulder.

"Ok!"

Song Qingran agreed.

Although he was very reluctant, and even wanted to cultivate immortality with his sister, he couldn't ask this question.

He is the king of a country, and he has too many burdens on his body, and he also has too many burdens.

He still can't go willful.

Afterwards, Song Qingyu accompanied him to have dinner again, and then returned to the Princess Mansion in a chariot.

When passing by a courtyard, Song Qingyu heard bursts of melodious flute sounds.

This voice is very subtle and beautiful.

She couldn't help but stop.

This flute sound can calm an impatient heart.

She walked towards the courtyard and walked all the way in, only to see a man in a white robe standing on a tree under the moonlight, playing a fife.

With the night wind, the clothes fluttered.

Originally, he had a stunning face, but now under the moonlight, it was coated with a layer of silver light, and his whole person looked like an exiled immortal.

As if sensing Song Qingyu's arrival, the sound of the flute stopped abruptly.

"your Highness!"

He jumped down from the tree and bowed his head slightly to Song Qingyu.

The expression is light, without a trace of flattery.

"What's your name?"

Song Qingyu suddenly became curious about him.

With the thought of the original owner, she knew that the original princess had never touched this man.

Although the princess likes beautiful men very much, and also likes to collect beautiful men, she has never been sad by strong people.

In fact, if that Long Aotian said bluntly that he wanted to leave, he would let him go.

It's just that he pretended to let the princess think that he was actually willing.

"My name is wantonness."

The man smiled lightly, and there was also a shallow smile in his narrow and long eyes, and his whole body was so beautiful that it almost lit up the night sky.

"Wishful?"

Song Qingyu smiled, it's really a good name.

Judging by his appearance, he is also living extremely recklessly.

At the dinner party before, I just caught a glimpse of him, and I only felt that he was handsome, but now I felt that he was a little familiar, as if I had seen him somewhere, and this was definitely not just the one I saw before.

Song Qingyu frowned slightly, he really felt that he had seen it before.

"The princess is fine, so I will leave."

Wanton cupped his hands again, took his disciples and left.

The wide sleeves floated away, with a trace of high-spirited integrity.

Song Qingyu just looked at his receding back, and he was really familiar with the back.

Where exactly did you see it?
"Princess, please don't let him come back to bed."

Probably Song Qingyu kept looking at the wanton back, and the maids on one side couldn't stand it anymore.

He spoke out righteously.

"……no need!"

Song Qingyu wanted to cry but had no tears, why?What was her expression just now?
She is very busy, okay, where is the time to sleep!Do not joke.

Song Qingfu waved his sleeves and walked towards the bedroom.

After returning to the bedroom, let the maids wait on her to freshen up, and then retreated from the crowd and said that she was going to retreat, but no one was seen.

Afterwards, he closed the door of the dormitory, sat on the bed, reached out and stroked the ring, and the person had already entered the space.

One day outside, one year in space.

It seems that in the space, there is also a cycle of spring and summer.

When I came here before, it was spring, and everything was revived and thriving.

It is already winter when we come in, and amidst the white snow, there is also a few touches of emerald green that cannot be concealed.

(End of this chapter)

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