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Long Yinfeng silently said nothing, and Feng Qing said: "I believe Mu Xiyue loves you."

"Why do you see it?" Feng Qing's words gave him a glimmer of hope.

"If you don't love deeply, how can you complain?"

Long Yinfeng remained silent and raised his eyes, looking at the light clouds of the sky that were drifting away with the wind.

It's been six days, it's been six days, and his head is full of his figure, but he came to once step into the Yaxu Palace, shouldn't blame him, right, obviously he doesn't know how to face him.

It was night and continued. A lot of past sorrows laughed in the night breeze. The moonlight like water poured out in the courtyard outside the window. Luoxi pulled Leyin and ran in front of his eyes.

Looking at Mu Xiyue leaning against the window and looking at herself, Luo Xi let go of Yue Yin's hand and ran into the hall, standing behind Mu Xiyue, "Mother, what are you thinking?"

Looking back at the lovely daughter, Mu Xiyue squatted down, gently hugged her into her arms, and said, "My mother is thinking of Xi'er."

Luoxi stretched his hands around Mu Xiyue's neck and said coquettishly: "Father, let's go find Dad to play."

Liu Mei twisted slightly, thinking under her heart: Should she step back and forgive him for two children? "Does Xi'er miss dad?"

Luoxi nodded, looked around the unmanned, gestured to Mu Xiyue's ear and whispered: "When the mother rests in the afternoon, Dad always stands by the window peek and secretly looks at her mother, Xi'er has seen it.

With a slight tremor under his heart, he gently pushed away Luoxi, looking for the tears in the corner of his eyes, and called out: "Music."

Le Yin stepped into the hall and asked, "Master, what's the matter?"

Mu Xiyue shook her head and said, "It's too late, take Xi'er to rest."

"Yes—" said the hand holding Qiluo: "Princess, slave-servant will go with you to rest."

"Mother, good night--" Luoxi smiled sweetly and waved at Mu Xiyue.

Mu Xiyue also smiled and beckoned, watching the two of them stepping out of the hall.

Sitting at the table, looking at the red candle with tears, the heart was cold and painful, but it was also warm and trembling. When I recalled what he did, the life under the cliff followed, and it proved that between them. Was n’t it a joke?

The door of the dormitory made the maid close, and the sound of the buckling of the door pulled back the thoughts, raising her eyes, her tears greeted for a long time, but the handsome face she missed, and she felt a sudden feeling.

This man who hesitated to forget with amnesia re-entered his life. At that time he was so decisive, said in front of the cottage in the village: Wait for me to pick you up. Leaving himself and his children to dominate his country. Now the life-following under the cliff has ignited his long-lost love for him.

Long Yinfeng looked at Mu Xiyue embarrassingly, realized her subtle changes, watched her slowly get up, and looked at herself dimly in her eyes. There were too many in her eyes, there was grievance, hatred, and love It's really like Feng Qing said, the deeper the love, the deeper the complaint. "If you don't want to see me, I will leave immediately."

"Husband, can I still believe you?" Yin Luo, tears-spreading on Yuyan.

The heart shook suddenly, and after seeing the candlelight flickering on the table, Mu Xiyue let him hug him tightly. He knew that there was always a difference in their love, but he was the Dragon Yinfeng, she was Mu Xiyue, hegemony or selfishness, as long as she was there. Side, as long as she is around. "I once said, hold your hand and grow old with it."

Slowly raised his hands to wrap around his waist, tears soaked the placket on his chest, let his heart-the last time I believe for a long time. "I'm just a simple little woman, I just need a simple man who loves me."

Smelling each other's unique breath, Long Yinfeng said affectionately: "I'm just a simple man, I just need a simple little woman to love me."

"hold your hand--."

"Come together with your son--"

The candlelight on the table is the same as that of the night, but the swaying is not a room of love, but a room of affection and love for each other.

The window was kept wide open, and the two of them never rested this night, waiting for the dawn with their eyes open together, enjoying the feeling that the night outside the window became brighter one by one.

Lying in his arms seemed to remember something, Mu Xiyue asked: "How about Grandpa Zhang beside you?"

Long Yinfeng said: "I asked him to return home early."

Mu Xiyue thoughtfully lowered her eyes, but did not see the strange flash in Long Yinfeng's eyes.

Ye Ye grabbed Zhang Gonggong, who was about to escape, and when questioned, Fang knew that Ling Jihua allowed him to enjoy the endless glory and wealth after he succeeded. Only then remained faithful to him as a spy, and told him secretly all around him, so that the initiative could be transferred to Ling Jihua's hands.

After two consecutive days of light rain, it was getting colder.

It was fine today, and Luoxi, which was stuffy in the Yaxu Palace, could not wait to play in the Royal Garden. Yue looked at him. Both children were born by themselves, and they were also teachers and teachers. Why is the character contrast so big? If there is inheritance, Ke Luoxi's temperament is not like himself.

Out of the Yaxu Palace, Luoxi ran up Mu Xiyue quickly.

"Xi'er, please slow down and fall carefully." Mu Xiyue asked with a smile.

"Mother, hurry up, I haven't seen Xiaobai for several days." Xiaobai is the name that Luoxi gave a white koi.

Really a child, as long as you care about things, you will be particularly attentive.

When I arrived at the Yuyuting Pavilion, I saw Feng Qing and Situ Ling discussing there. Luoxi released Mu Xiyue's hand and ran to the past: "Grandpa Situ, Uncle Feng."

The eyes of the two looked towards this side, Feng Qing, the memory always hurt his master, Situ Ling, the person who wanted to kill himself and the child after Long Yinfeng left, now meets and can do Did the past go with the wind?

Speaking of Situ Ling, it seems that he has rarely seen him since he entered the palace. Even if he sees him, he will avoid him. At that time, he could not understand the reason. Now he sees his intimate relationship with Luoxi. Just for the reason.

"Mu Xiyue, are you better? I'm busy these days. I can't take the time to see you. Don't blame me." Feng Qing looked at Mu Xiyue and smiled softly. The smile still contains Too many things, Mu Xiyue could not understand before, but now I understand.

Mu Xiyue gently smiled and said, "Thank you, Master, for worrying, Mu Xiyue is much better."

"Oh, then ..." Is she calling her brother? Feng Qing looked at Mu Xiyue in surprise. Didn't she hate herself? It took a long time to say: "Mu Xiyue, don't you hate me?"

Mu Xiyue smiled and said softly: "So much hate has come, aren't they all good now?"

Thinking of what he had done, Feng Qing blamed himself and said, "You should blame me."

Mu Xiyue turned sideways! Zi took two steps and smiled faintly: "When is the head of complaint?"

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