Husband is a little milk dragon

Chapter 133 She Sees Him Well

At that time, Wei Yuanmo was still sighing, when did the people around Gong Ninghuan become so indifferent, they looked like the master, no wonder he was caught by her eyes at first.

When Gong Ninghuan returned to Hanshui Pavilion, she saw Luanjia parked outside, and there were two rows of guards outside the hall. She went up to inquire and said that the king was waiting for someone in the hall.

As for who to wait for, it was naturally Gong Zhiyue who was called to take a bath and change clothes.

Gong Ninghuan always felt that something was weird, but for a while she couldn't tell what it was.

She didn't know how long she had been standing there, until there was a bang sound of teacups falling to the ground in the hall, which made Gong Ninghuan's heart slightly startled, and when she was about to enter, she saw The door opened, and a icy white skirt passed her sight, and a faint and cold breath swept her breath. There was an inexplicable feeling surging in Gong Ninghuan's chest. Disordered thinking.

But when he was about to pass by her again, Gong Ninghuan couldn't help but raised her eyes and looked up. The man's face was pale, his brows were picturesque, his figure was as elegant and dignified as green bamboo, and his hands were hidden in white as snow. In the sleeves of his clothes, when she looked at her face, his cold eyes glanced towards her, but it seemed that he just glanced unintentionally, and quickly closed his eyes lightly.

There was no emotion in that look.

But it gave Gong Ninghuan a silent sense of oppression.

She didn't want to admit it, even though those people wove the rumors in such a colorful way, she still stood firm, Nan Gu was still Nan Gu, but now she looked at this person, she was not sure.

The Nan Gu in her impression always acted like a baby with her big and beautiful peach blossom eyes. She once said that Nan Gu's eyes were very beautiful, deep brown, watery, and clearer than she had ever seen before. As for the person she saw at the moment, his eyes were the same dark brown as Nan Gu's, with the same beautiful peach blossom pupils, but very cold, like a peach blossom falling into a glacier and frozen, as clear as ice. Han Bing, obviously very close, but it gives people a feeling that they can't get close no matter what.

She knew that this was Nan Gu, the Nan Gu who killed her father and seized the throne, but it was not the Nan Gu who would hold her hand softly and call her beloved concubine.

Gong Ninghuan doesn't quite understand why Nan Gu became like this overnight...

Be what they say...

But is he all right now?
She saw that he was fine, and there was no scar on his body.

Of course, she only took a quick glance and couldn't really conclude anything.

She was not sure why Nan Gu invited her back, why she came here and left suddenly...

Gong Ninghuan watched that indifferent figure leave, feeling a bit indescribably lost in her heart, but quickly closed her eyes, turned back to the hall, and saw a teacup dropped under the couch, Gong Zhiyue's expression was dull Sitting on the couch, I don't know what to think.

Hearing the sound of footsteps, Gong Zhiyue raised her head and saw her coming back, she opened her mouth but didn't know what to say, she stared at the teacup on the ground for a while, and finally couldn't help but said quietly: "You saw him just now Right... He was obviously just a little trash before... But now..."

"What is he here for?" Gong Ninghuan directly asked what was on her mind.

(End of this chapter)