princess from the underworld

Chapter 219 text 228
She withdrew her hand, "I should go."

In the darkness, a black figure opened the door. The cold moon outside set off her beautiful figure. Seeing her getting farther and farther away, Ling Qing's heart suddenly seemed to be thrown from a high altitude. He was a little dizzy, as if she was already far away from him, and he couldn't catch her no matter how he stretched out his hand, it was too far away, and he would never be able to catch her again.

Walking towards the door step by step, and walking out of the general's mansion, Ye Xuerong's face suddenly became cold, the corners of her mouth slightly raised, and she stepped into the carriage, "Go back."

The moonlight at this night is particularly bright, shining on everyone's face and heart, they all have different feelings.

Under the moonlight, Xiao Yifeng was dressed in a blue robe, sitting alone in the green bamboo pavilion, intentionally or unintentionally looking at the young saplings that had sprouted outside the pavilion, shining a charming brilliance under the moonlight.

The white porcelain wine glass in his hand shook slightly, causing the clear wine in the glass to sway to the edge of the glass and slide down, and then he laughed out loud. His voice was particularly obvious at night, but no one dared to come up to dissuade Xiao Yifeng from returning. room to rest.

Why did her face appear in the cup?

He raised his head and swallowed everything inside.

The first woman who didn't want to be her concubine, the first woman who opposed her everywhere, the first woman whom she admired, the first... the first woman who made her heart move...

why!why!Why didn't she put him in her heart, why did she appear in his life, and she seemed to leave in a hurry, leaving no emotion behind!
He can't get anything, but it's her, he can't grasp it no matter what, it's like a ray of wind, it's clearly beside him, but he can't grasp it no matter what, sometimes it's clearly in his hands, but once She tried hard, but she disappeared.

In life, what is the sincerity, what is the truth, or is everything a lie?

"Master, I've found what you want." A man in black appeared outside the Bizhu Pavilion. He was half kneeling on the ground, and the moonlight seemed to be unable to illuminate him, just like the dark night in the dark night. Black.

He appeared silently like a ghost, Xiao Yifeng nodded, stretched out his hand, and a piece of paper fell into his hand, "Always pay attention to her situation."

"Yes." The words disappeared again.

Opening the blood-stained paper, the moonlight poured down, and the red writing was twisted and twisted, telling a history of blood.

Xiao Yifeng sneered and put away the paper.

Flicking his sleeves, "Come on, come back to Liuguang Palace."

(End of this chapter)