Cloud painting

Chapter 192 The Queen of Nanfeng (2)

Nangong Xiu stood up suddenly and looked at Feng Yunhua calmly.

At this moment, Feng Yunhua felt dizzy and fainted.

"Sister!" Xiaoqi's immature voice came.

The power of the phoenix bathing in fire is powerful and eternal, but if it is used beyond the limit, it will be drained of all mental power, exhausted but powerless.

………… I am the gorgeous dividing line…………

Inn
The sun is shining brightly, the birds are singing and the flowers are fragrant, and the sun hangs high, casting a faint golden light on the earth, which is gorgeous and beautiful.

Under the reflection of the sunlight, a pair of bright phoenix eyes dimly opened.

At the edge of her bed, there was a man in white who closed his eyes with his forehead closed, and his face, which made the flowers of the world look pale, frowned slightly.

No one has the heart to disturb such a warm scene.

Feng Yunhua fell into a coma for seven days and seven nights, so when she just woke up, her eyes were hazy and she couldn't see the picture in front of her clearly.
It was only when she was young that she saw clearly the man in white at the edge of the bed, his slender hands were holding hers at this moment.

Because her eyes were blurred, Feng Yunhua didn't recognize who it was. She reached out and pushed the man in front of her: "Who are you? Why are you in my room?"

The man in white opened his phoenix eyes, and suddenly saw Feng Yunhua who had woken up. He was ecstatic in his heart, and hugged her, and a dark and indistinguishable voice rang in her ears: "Hua, you finally woke up!" up"

Feng Yunhua was taken aback for a moment, this voice... She wanted to break free from his embrace, but he hugged her even tighter: "Don't move..."

"Northern Lin Xuan Ye, you're dead—well..."

Beilin Xuanye suddenly covered Feng Yunhua's lips with his body, hugged Feng Yunhua with one hand, and took off her collar with the other, revealing her snow-white fragrant shoulders.

Feng Yunhua's eyes widened, what the hell are you doing to Beilin Xuanye?

She bit his tongue hard, Beilin Xuanye cried out in pain.

Feng Yunhua broke free with his backhand, adjusted his clothes, and looked angrily at the innocent-looking man in front of him: "What are you doing! Do you have nothing to do?"

Beilin Xuanye just looked straight at Feng Yunhua.

Feng Yunhua looked back.

After watching it for a long time, Feng Yunhua suddenly felt guilty.Guilty?Funny, obviously he lied to her, why is she guilty?
Beilin Xuanye said calmly: "You said before that you would be responsible"

Feng Yunhua turned her head away, and snorted: "It's just that I was deceived by your innocent appearance, it doesn't count at all."

After finishing speaking, they fell into a silence.

Feng Yunhua rolled his eyes, he won't be sad, right?

Beilin Xuanye sighed helplessly, got up, picked up a clean piece of clothing, put it on the bed, filled the porridge, and put it on the table. After finishing, he looked at Feng Yunhua, and said: "Change your clothes first. , then rinse your mouth, finish the porridge, I'll go down and wait for you" After finishing speaking, he went out, not forgetting to close the door when he left.

Feng Yunhua just stared blankly at the white dress placed in front of her eyes, and it took a long time before she put it on silently, and ate the porridge after rinsing her mouth.

The porridge was not very delicious. On the contrary, it had a strange taste. Feng Yunhua smiled in disgust, but ate it happily.

When I went downstairs, the inn was full of people, but when Feng Yunhua went downstairs, it was all quiet.

As early as seven days ago, the story of Feng Yun's painting burning down the Nanyue Imperial Palace had already spread throughout the mainland, and countless painters drew her portraits to admire this beautiful and quiet woman.

Everyone just looked at Feng Yunhua in amazement, and didn't go to disturb her, because she is already the incarnation of the sacred and inviolable in the mainland, and she can only be seen from a distance but not played with.

She came to Beilin Xuanye's table, Beilin Xuanye was drinking tea, wondering what she was thinking.

Xilin Mo and Feng Jinjin, you and me, you and me, you and me, love each other like gods.

Mo Qianmin and Feng Cang sat next to each other, Mo Qianmin's eyes turned back and forth on Feng Yunhua and Beilin Xuanye.

(End of this chapter)