Peerless Concubine: Ghost King, this palace wants to rob

Chapter 215 [Like him]

It wasn't until she entered the bedroom that she felt her body warmer. She wanted to light a candle, but her steps stopped. She slowly stretched out her hand and stared at her fingertips for a while.

The fingertip of the middle finger is interlocked with the thumb, and the true qi in the body gushes out. With a flick of the fingertip, the real qi leaks out along the gap between the fingers. In an instant, the candle that her fingertip is facing ignites violently, jumping violently. It stopped after a while.

Smiling at the corners of Chen Lingling's eyes, she rubbed her fingertips, "Zhenqi is a good thing."

The night was getting dark, and after sending Fu Que to rest, she sat in front of the window with a handful hanging in the study.

The red lips aligned with the mouth at the top, and let out a slight breath, and the slowly flowing Xiao sound echoed in the silent night.

The Xiao sound was long and long, taking advantage of the moonlight, it was bleak.

Her fingertips danced nimbly on the Xiao, her calm eyes fixed on the moon, and the man's gentle and smiling face reappeared in front of her eyes, her brows and eyes were slightly curved, and a calm smile was reflected in her eyes.

"Ling'er wants to be a husband?"

The man's low and hoarse voice suddenly floated over. Chen Lingling was taken aback, and looked at the door of Fenqing Pavilion.

Under the moonlight, the man's black robe blended into the night, his sharp-edged face was looming, his eyes glowing with dim light fixedly looked at her, the corners of his mouth turned up, and he stood there without speaking.

Chen Lingling frowned, blinked, and opened her eyes again, the person was still there, not disappearing, not a hallucination.

She put Xiao down slowly, stood up and walked out the door, standing on the steps and looking at the man at the door.

The four eyes looked at each other for a long time, the girl pursed her lips and smiled lightly, then slowly opened her arms towards him.

The corners of the man's eyes were slightly bent, and he walked with steady steps. He stood in front of her and looked down at the girl. He stretched out his arms to hug her, and rested his chin on her neck.

"Ling'er." He murmured.

Chen Lingling closed her eyes and smelled the light fragrance on the man's body, "Yes."

The moment she touched the man, she always felt that her empty heart seemed to be filled, and even her face, which had been blown by the wind, warmed up.
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"Why are you back?" Chen Lingling asked after entering the door.

There was no wrinkle on Xuanyuan Jiaye's brocade robe embroidered with gold thread, except that there was a faint tiredness between the deep eyebrows.

He stretched out his hand to grab the girl and let her sit on his lap, "A few days of truce, come back to see you."

The man lay on her back. Chen Lingling didn't move, but patted the back of his hand, "Take a rest when you're tired."

"Leave in a while." His hoarse voice was deep.

She was surprised, "So urgent?"

Xuanyuan Jiaye opened his eyes and looked at her carefully, "Ling'er seems to have lost weight."

There was pity in his tone, Chen Lingling's heart tightened, and she stared blankly at the man who was close at hand.

She finally understood what was wrong with her.

It seemed that without her knowing, her heart had already flown to this man. His tenderness and concern, his company and comfort, and his warmth and breath all made her a little nostalgic.

"I heard that you just came back from the palace, haven't you eaten much?" Xuanyuan Jiaye picked her up and put her on the soft couch, rubbing her nose against her, "I'm going to make you some supper for my husband. "

Before Chen Lingling could open his mouth to stop him, the figure of the man had already arrived at the door of the room. Seeing his figure fading away, Chen Lingling laughed.

With his hands behind his head, he recalled the hug just now in his mind.

Did he fall in love with Xuanyuan Jiaye?

Is it that simple to like someone?
As long as you accompany him silently, without any good, gorgeous confession and oath, he will quietly enter your world.

(End of this chapter)