Daughter of the royal palace

Chapter 398 Love (3)
"I have seen the king."

Ling Xihan squinted his eyes and turned his head, and saw Ouyang Chen standing on the alley in black.Standing with hands folded, eyes indifferent, delicate eyebrows, picturesque facial features floating in the wind, like thick ink that is about to be blown away by the wind, washing away the colorful beauty little by little, like a slender figure outlined by God .

Hearing Zhao Xinyue's voice, he turned a deaf ear, his eyes were fixed, and he looked deeply at Ling Xihan, as if he wanted to see the depths of her soul.

Ling Xihan heard herself gasp, because she had never seen such complicated and deep eyes of Ouyang Chen.Ouyang Chen in her impression is deep, dangerous, a man who neither looks up to nor desecrates.She didn't hate him, she just subconsciously rejected his approach.His gentle and slightly cool eyes will always have an inexhaustible alienation and coldness, and the beautiful glazed color in his pupils will always hide invisible calculations.

But at this moment, his eyes are still as deep and cool as before, but in the autumn breeze, he smells the sadness and loneliness that also belongs to autumn.Those eyes are still as beautiful as glass, and what is even more commendable is the gentleness that blooms in that beauty.Like a ray of hot spring emerging from a desert hot spring, it is crystal clear and fascinating.It's just that the hot spring is a combination of fiery sand and icy snow, which makes people feel as if they are caught in a double sky of ice and fire.Reborn in the cold, died in the heat.

This is how Ouyang Chen feels at this moment.

This feeling made her inexplicably panic, she wanted to escape, to escape from this gentle and dangerous man.

However, before an idea was formed, Ouyang Chen suddenly flashed over like a ghost, and quickly and firmly took her hand.

"You—" Ling Xihan glared at him, but he touched Ouyang Chen's eyes, which were as bright as jewels. The trees were full of shadows, and the mottled and misty morning light cast a curved arc on the corner of his mouth.

"Follow me." He pulled Ling Xihan away without any rebuttal, simply looking at Zhao Xinyue and Wuwu who were half-stretched aside.

"Let go of me, Ouyang Chen, you despicable villain, let me go." Ling Xihan had his martial arts sealed and couldn't break free, so he could only growl angrily.

Ouyang Chen didn't let her go, he just walked forward with an unpredictable expression.

"Where are you taking me?"

Ouyang Chen still didn't speak, and led Ling Xihan around the door of the moon cave, passing through many roof ridges.Ling Xihan felt as if she was being pulled by him through nine twists and eighteen turns, and finally stopped.Before she could see where she was, she heard a bang, and he kicked open the vermilion carved gate in front of her.She was taken aback, but he led her in.

This is a study room, the layout is very simple, and the smell of green bamboo on Ouyang Chen's body is still floating in the air, so it can be seen that this is his study room.

Ling Xihan turned around, only to see Ouyang Chen standing in front of the window, with a heavy and lonely back.The anger that had been pent up in my heart for many days couldn't burst out.

There was a long silence in the air, and after a long time, Ouyang Chen's faint voice wafted in the wind.

"You don't want to marry me, but because of Xiao Tingxuan?" His voice was very flat, without even the slightest hint of anger or jealousy, just like a lake of autumn water, so pale and colorless.

Ling Xihan looked at Ouyang Chen calmly, with a slight smile on his lips.

"I'm just curious, why would you marry a woman you don't like?"

Ouyang Chen looked sideways at her, his extremely handsome face was stained with a warm and gentle smile.

"Oh?" He raised his eyebrows, opened the folding fan in his hand, and said meaningfully: "How do you know that I don't like you? Don't you have so little confidence in yourself?"

Ling Xihan shook his head slowly, but his eyes were somewhat pitiful.

"The person you like...is the queen." She spit out these words calmly, and was not surprised to see Ouyang Chen's calm and elegant expression just now. Discoloration, traces of cold light spread.After a while, he regained his calm smile.The jade fracture fan in his hand was shaking gently, and the brows were as warm as ever.

"You're smarter and sharper than I thought."

Eh?Ling Xihan looked at this calm-faced man in astonishment, thinking that even if he wasn't angry, he would probably refute or keep silent.But what she never expected was that Ouyang Chen actually admitted it, he actually admitted it like this, this is really unbelievable, it surprised her even more than when she found out that Ouyang Chen had an affair with the Queen.

So she was stunned, looking at Ouyang Chen in disbelief, she really had a short-circuit in her head for a moment.

Unexpectedly, Ouyang Chen smiled lightly, walked to the side of the Huanghuali bookcase, turned the big enamel and emerald vase, and then heard a bang, the bookcase moved to the right, and a hidden compartment was placed behind the wall.He opened the secret compartment, took out a scroll from it, and spread it out on the mahogany desk.

Ling Xihan walked over, and when her eyes touched the woman in the fiery red wedding dress in the painting, her eyes lit up, her face full of surprise.

Such a beautiful woman, although she has seen her in person long ago, she never imagined that she was so dazzlingly beautiful and holy in her wedding dress.

The woman in the painting undoubtedly has a peerless face, her eyes are like rippling water, her delicate nose is as if dyed with the radiance of the moonlight, her skin is as white as a blow, and her pink lips are soft and shiny. attractive.What makes people unable to take their eyes off is the enchanting blooming peach blossom between her eyebrows, which is lifelike and breathtakingly beautiful.She was wearing a bright red wedding dress, and on her head was a multicolored phoenix crown that looked heavy but was light.The wedding dress on her body was as misty as a cloud, and the jewels and jades all over her body were shining brightly. The skirts of the clothes fluttered and the light gauze danced, like an elf fairy who suddenly descended into the mortal world.

However, the most important thing is not her peerless appearance, but the majestic charm between her brows, calm and calm, unrestrained and confident.And, the faint smile on the lips, happy and elegant.

It's obviously just a static portrait, and the people in the painting are so beautiful that it's unreal, but such people actually exist.

She didn't move, but from this painting, one can guess how touching the person's every move, every frown and smile is.

Just a painting can fascinate all living beings and make people sink and cannot extricate themselves.

Ouyang Chen looked at the woman in the painting, staring at the elegant and gentle smile on her lips.The jet-black pupils instantly softened, and the luster of glazed glass slowly flowed into them, shining with an indescribable brilliance and dazzling.

Ling Xihan looked at him, but clearly sensed the desolation and sorrow in his heart.

desolate?sad?
If someone told her before that Ouyang Chen would have these two emotions, she would not believe it even if she was killed.

(End of this chapter)