Poison Doctor Prince Concubine

Chapter 460

And there happened to be such a place not far from Ouyangmen, and that was Qinglan Pavilion.

There was a faint smile on the corner of her mouth, she walked slowly, neither slow nor fast, just like that, slowly climbed up the stairs, and came to the Qinglan Pavilion where she once attacked the Emperor Luanjia.

When she first came to Qinglan Pavilion, it was just a place for her to stay temporarily, and she never paid much attention to it.

Now, she took a few more glances, just because she felt the familiar smell of that person here.

She, standing outside the door, suddenly stopped in her tracks.

The voice coming from the door made her want to listen to it involuntarily.

"Young master, Linglong doesn't understand, why didn't you bring Miss San back? You clearly miss Miss San very much, and thinking about her makes her so painful, why do you avoid her? I saw Miss San's expression just now, as if seeing The young master. Why didn't the young master take this opportunity to go forward and take the third lady away?"

The puzzled voice contained a hint of complaint.

That day Su Beiling rushed to the Zhaoling Dynasty with Mu Fei, who was wearing the Sleeping Beauty, in his arms. After Su Beichen cried bitterly, he actually followed behind.

He ran wildly all the way, for three days and three nights, the madness with red eyes shocked Linglong greatly.

At that time, she was really afraid that the young master would break into the palace desperately to bring Mu Fei back.But just in front of Qinglan Pavilion, the young master stopped suddenly, and the fast horse he was driving fell down due to overwork.

After three days and three nights, the young master, who was besieged by the world, finally spoke his first words. "Stay."

Although there were only two short words, Linglong was ecstatic.

However, in the next few days, the young master did not say a word.

Linglong watched the young master leave early and return late, always acting mysterious and suspicious.

Today she couldn't bear it anymore, so she secretly followed the young master.

Unexpectedly, the young master went to visit the third lady secretly, and he could bear the third lady smiling at Zuo Tianyi, that kind of gentle and drizzle-like smile.

Young Master, how could he remain indifferent?How could he not snatch Miss San back?

Linglong was puzzled, that's why she complained, and that's why she was aggrieved.

However, Su Beichen remained silent all the time, his clear eyes were dull, without light or focus.

He just sat there quietly, like a plastic statue, the lines of his face became more and more cold and hard.

In his mind, a picture kept flashing through, that is Mu Feidan's smile, and he watched her gaze at Zuo Tianyi tenderly.

That look, that smile, was too sweet, but also too shocking, piercing straight into his eyes and his heart.

Pain, unconscious, paralyzed.

Linglong probably sensed something was wrong with Su Beichen, she desperately shook her hands in front of his eyes.

"Young master, young master, young master——young master, what's wrong with you?"

boom--

The door was kicked open by Mu Fei.

Standing there, her indifferent eyes were full of worry, and she saw that beautiful young man staring at a certain place in her eyes, without any focus in her blue pupils.

Linglong looked at Mu Fei in astonishment, she never thought that Mu Fei would find them.

"Miss San, how did you know we were here?" She must be too amazing.

Mu Fei shook his head, signaling her not to speak.The smart Linglong nodded, and she went out wisely.

She knew that with Miss San around, she wouldn't have to worry about the young master.

However, Linglong, the thief, didn't go far away, she was just outside the door, she leaned against the door panel, watching the scene inside secretly, with a mischievous smile on her face.

Mu Fei sat down in front of Su Beichen. She didn't speak, but stretched out her hand, and slowly took Su Beichen's ice-cold, jade hand.

She opened her ten fingers slightly, and tightly wrapped them around his fingers, interlocking them tightly.

With her other hand, she slowly caressed his fat and jade-like cheek.

A beautiful face, a handsome nose bridge that radiates like a faint snow mountain, and flawless thin lips.

Also, his eyes.The ice-blue sky is like a blue sky, as clear as a lotus leaf after rain, and as beautiful as an illusion.

"Chen." She called out softly, and her slightly cool lips slid across his cold thin lips, arousing brilliant sparks and burning between them.

The familiar breath, the cool feeling, bloomed on his thin lips like fireworks.

His demented ice blue pupils suddenly trembled.

He looked sideways, and in his sight was a familiar face that haunted his dreams, cold and plain.

"Fei'er." He stared at Mu Fei like a dream, staring at her familiar and cold face.

The touch of his lips made him not think about it, he hugged her, and supported the back of her head with one hand, he kissed her lips in response.

He kissed so intently, so passionately, so domineeringly.

He kissed her all the way up, like a storm, attacking her eyebrows, her small nose, and then slipped onto her pink lips.

He drew the line of her beautiful lips, and his movements slowed down. He stroked her lips tenderly, constantly looking for strength from her lips, a power to eliminate his fear and anxiety.

Mu Fei was completely immersed in his woven tenderness, she responded to his enthusiasm, followed his example, and kissed his beautiful and flawless thin lips.

Maybe it was the rising heat between the lips that shocked Su Beichen, maybe it was an uncertain dream that shocked Su Beichen, and he suddenly let go of Mu Fei.

He fixedly looked at Mu Fei in his arms, and fixedly stared at her.

Is it Feier?Is it true that Feier is back?No—no, no, the current scene, the familiar smell, the familiar face, but he felt that everything was like a dream, and he couldn't believe the truth.

Su Beichen shook his head intuitively, how could Fei'er look at him so gently, how could she talk to him softly.It's a dream, it must be a dream.

But Mu Fei smiled softly, reached out and took his hand, intertwining his fingers, the usual way.

The warmth from his fingertips made him look down at his hands.

There, her hands and his were intertwined and intertwined.

This way of shaking hands, only Feier, can only be Feier.

It's Fei'er, his Fei'er has really come back to him, it's her feeling.

How many times, dreaming back at midnight, he saw Fei'er looking at him coldly with hatred in his eyes, she said she hated him, and she said she would never see him again.

In the dream, she was so heartless and cold every time.

When he woke up, he was heartbroken and could not see his charming face.

Now, his fingertips are warm, and his body is close to her body temperature. He can feel it, and it is a real feeling.It's her, it's her!

In his sight, her eyebrows and eyes were clear and bright, without any sign of dream.

He looked at her with a smile on the corner of his mouth, it was the most touching smile, as beautiful as a pear blossom, as light as a flying flower.

"Fei'er, right and wrong, really right and wrong—"

A wave of ecstasy instantly flooded his whole heart like mountains and seas. In Su Beichen's icy blue eyes, the faint mist of confusion dissipated without a trace in an instant. His eyes were as bright as stars, dazzlingly bright.

He hugged Mu Fei tightly in his arms, tightly, it was a kind of unforgettable lovesickness, through the collision of body temperature and body temperature, each other's affection penetrated into the blood, so that the cold blood, There is a feeling of warmth, a feeling of flow.

"Fei'er, I'm sorry, I'm sorry—"

The happiness lost and found is a joy that cannot be expressed in words. He really didn't know what to say to Mu Fei, so he could only keep saying the three words of apology in tears. "sorry Sorry sorry……"

"Fool, why do you avoid me? In fact, I don't blame you, really, I don't blame you at all. Chen, I know what you are thinking, I always know."

She leaned against the place where his heart was beating, and said with a faint smile: "In that case, if you were me, and I were you, I would do the same. You, my heart is disturbed because of me, and I, at last I understand best."

Just like when Linglong yelled urgently just now, her heart panicked.

It turns out that when you care about someone, when you miss someone, when you fall in love with someone, a calm and indifferent heart can no longer be calm and indifferent.

Therefore, she understands what Su Beichen did, she understands.

She won't blame him, because, in that situation, he suffers more than her.

Mu Fei raised her head and caressed his emaciated face pitifully, her eyes were full of water.

"Chen, you've lost weight." In just ten days, his face lost a lot of weight.

Su Beichen's icy blue eyes sparkled with luster. He grabbed her hand and pressed it against his cheek to caress it.

"Fei'er, thank you, it's great to have you in this world."

Her thoughtfulness and understanding at this moment became the most beautiful lotus flower on the tip of his heart.

From then on, he could no longer give up, and was closely connected with his life.

Her beauty, her intelligence, her indifference, everything about her, from now on, he wants to lock him firmly in his heart.

She is his, and he is also hers.

"Fei'er." His brows and eyes were soft, deep in his blue pupils, tenderness was like water.He called her name softly, his head slowly lowered, lowered, the bridge of his high nose touched the tip of her small nose.

Their eyebrows are full, and infinite warmth spreads.The slightly cool lips, the cold thin lips, touch together naturally, capturing their respective beauty.

boom--

But the door was pushed open by a strong force, Linglong fell to the ground, her face was flushed, and she got up from the ground in embarrassment.

"That, you guys, go on, go on, I don't see anything, I don't see anything." She ran out quickly and closed the door with a bang.

Mu Fei and Su Beichen looked at each other and smiled.At this time, how can we continue?

In the uterus of the Xingyue Dynasty, sandalwood is curling up, and the soft white gauze is fluttering in the wind, making the room feel bleak and cold.

The blazing charcoal fire imprinted the indifferent and desolate handsome face of the young man, leaning on the slum.

(End of this chapter)