The girl in the coffin: Feng Jue Tianxia

Chapter 492 Temple Fair Festival (22)

Huangpu Nuoxi smiled, took out a silver ingot from his waist, and put it on the small table. A clear and clear voice made people feel very comfortable, "That's so embarrassing, the old man still accepts this ingot of silver."

Withdrawing his slender hands, he crossed his hands behind his back and strode away.
Wang Ya'er's pupils shrank, and just about to speak, she found Huangpu Nuoxi heading towards the backyard of the temple fair, glaring at the fortune teller, and then followed.

Huangpu Nuoxi hadn't taken a few steps when the old voice of the fortune teller and careful warning came from her ear, "Miss, be careful in everything, and remember not to be impulsive. Marriage is destined, so don't avoid it when you feel it."

From the moment he fell on her hand, he felt that this woman was too murderous, and there was a bloody disaster recently.
Shaking his head, he sighed silently, "I love but dare not love."

Huangpu Nuoxi walked blindly at the temple fair, but didn't know where to go, the fortune-telling words echoed in her ears, and Xuanyuanxuan's eyes appeared in her mind, so sad, so sad, so shocking , so sad.

As soon as his eyes appeared in her mind, she couldn't restrain herself, a pain spread from her heart, quietly flowing through her blood, her whole body ached, but she didn't know where the root of the pain was.

Enduring the pain in her heart and blood from nowhere, her face turned slightly pale and her brows were tightly wrinkled.

"What's the matter?" Wang Ya'er still couldn't help asking, looking at Huangpu Nuoxi, who was pale and colorless.

Huangpu Nuoxi shook her head, she didn't speak, she just felt that her breathing was a little short, sometimes she took a big breath, and sometimes she took a small breath, her breathing was not normal anyway.

What happened to her?
They didn't know how long they had been walking before the dazed Huangpu Nuoxi came back to her senses, glanced around and asked, "Why are we here?"

Looking at the vast and lush trees in front of her, a gleam of light rose slightly in her eyes.

"I see that you have been in a daze, walking aimlessly, and asking you several times, but you just shook your head, but didn't say anything." Wang Ya'er looked into the clear eyes of the emperor Pu Nuoxi. In her bottomless eyes, she felt a trace of desolation, and she couldn't help asking, "What's wrong with you?"

From the hasty steps just now, to the distraught and trance-like state now, and now she actually sees a trace of desolation in her calm and sea-like deep and alluring eyes, what happened to her?
She was fine when she went out in the morning, but now she looks like this lost soul. She walked the way by herself, but now she came to ask her instead.

Something is wrong, absolutely something is wrong.

Looking into Huangpu Nuoxi's eyes, Wang Ya'er felt mixed feelings in her heart, her mind was spinning and turning, trying to sort out some thoughts, but unfortunately, the more she tried to sort out, the more messy she became.

Huangpu Nuoxi avoided Wang Yaer's suspicious eyes calmly, and said with a smile, "I'm fine, I just thought of some old things, so I'm a little dazed."

Wang Ya'er said "Oh!", her eyes were still staring at Huangpu Nuoxi, and there was a dim light in her eyes. She clearly saw desolation and sadness in her eyes. god.

"Let's go!" Looking around the scene again, seeing the thin smog everywhere, giving people a feeling of elegance and comfort, the mood suddenly improved a little, and it was not so bleak.

(End of this chapter)