Cloud painting

Chapter 172 The Flower in the Mirror, the Moon in the Water (16)

Xi Lintang hooked his lips, and narrowed his enchanting eyes: "You might as well stay for a while, this is my only request."

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At night, the moon is dim and cool.

A figure stands on the city wall.

"Hua, it's so late, why don't you go to sleep?" Another figure walked over and stood beside her.

"Ye, is there really a past life in this world?" Feng Yunhua turned her head and asked.

If not, how could she time travel?

"Yes." Ye said firmly, with a serious tone: "If not, there wouldn't be so many idiots and resentful women in this world, if not—" How could you and I have been entangled for ten lives.

Feng Yunhua shrugged and disagreed with what he said. She just felt that there was a feeling that would not disappear even after tens of thousands of years or hundreds of millions of years, but she still didn't know what that feeling was. .

The wind blew gently, blowing the clothes of the two of them.

Xilintang, who was not far away, looked at these two figures, and smiled evilly. North Lin Xuanye, when she knows who you are, I wonder if you can still chat with her so happily!

"Xilintang?" Feng Yunhua spotted him.Ye also found him, but he didn't say anything.

Xilintang dusted off the dust on his body, and walked over slowly in a purple dress, with an elegant smile on the corner of his mouth, like a prince walking out of an oil painting: "Why is the painting so late?"

"Can't sleep."

Xi Lintang looked in Ye's direction again, "Your Excellency is Xuanzun who is well-known in the mainland?"

"Yes." Ye was not angry, his tone was as cold as water.

Xi Lintang played with the long hair around his waist, and the corners of his mouth were as evil as ever: "Looking at Xuanzun's temperament, he really looks like an old friend. Could it be my illusion?"

Ye's heart tightened suddenly, and his eyes became colder and colder as he looked at Xilintang.

"But it's true, one is indifferent, one is cold, one is gentle, and one is cruel, how could it be the same?" Xi Lintang said Ye Ming: Your mother has schizophrenia!

The corners of the lips of the cherry blossom petals under the night mask were raised, and the brilliance of jade was fully displayed, which attracted people's attention: "I have never looked like anyone, this deity is this deity, who else can be like it? But the king, I heard that the king once I have learned from the rogue behavior of the Fourth Prince of the Northern Qi National Medicine Jars to the painting—" He said these words without changing his face, as if he was really talking about someone else.

Xi Lintang's face darkened, "Shut up!"

Feng Yunhua listened curiously to the conversation between the two, and the more she listened, the more confused she became, a rogue move?Little Xuanye?Ha ha ha, he is indeed a rascal.But when did Xi Lintang learn from him?How could she not remember.

puff--!Little... Little Xuanye, Feng Yunhua, what do you think in your heart?

Ye smiled, looked back at Feng Yunhua, "Are you sleepy?"

Feng Yunhua nodded when she heard this. It is already early in the morning of modern time, and it is time to sleep even if she suffers from insomnia.

"Then go to sleep." Ye took off her black fox fur cloak and draped it on Feng Yunhua's thin shoulders, her movements were extremely gentle.

When Xi Lintang saw it, she felt a little jealous in her heart.

"Then I'll go to bed." Feng Yunhua said and left quickly.

The moonlight fell on the city, and there were only two figures left to face each other.

(End of this chapter)