The girl in the coffin: Feng Jue Tianxia

Chapter 995 Heartache (15)

Hong Yan's nimble black eyes are like a diamond inlaid, blooming dazzling brilliance in the dark night, she looks at Huang Pu Lan Yu's firm expression in front of her, the smile on her coquettish red lips is getting deeper and deeper .

What she wanted was such an extremely hateful effect, she just wanted to watch the women whom the sect master fell in love with die slowly.

The Huangpu Lanyu in front of her was favored by the head of the sect, and she would definitely not let her have a good time.

Not only Huangpu Nuoxi was going to die, but Huangpu Lanyu was also going to die.

At that time, she will be the only one in this world who can stand beside the sect master and look down on the world together with the sect master.

In the dead of night, the wind shuttled endlessly, the branches were shaken violently, and there was a rushing sound. The sound seemed to cut through the sky and spread from every place.

Inside the carriage, there was only a faint yellow light, which seemed so warm.

From time to time, the cold moonlight quietly climbed into the carriage through the curtain that was blown up, adding a touch of coldness to the scene inside the carriage.

"The wind is so strong." Wang Ya'er carefully pushed down the curtain that had been blown up, turned to Huangpu Nuoxi who had not closed her eyes to rest, and said softly, "Nuoxi, let's take a rest!"

After running around like this for two days, she was afraid that Huangpu Nuoxi's body would not be able to bear it.

She didn't have anything to worry about when she was alone, but now she has Huangpu Nuoxi by her side.

Therefore, she had to be scruples.

Huangpu Nuoxi smiled softly, and jokingly said: "Ya'er, you didn't close your eyes or rest for several days when you came here. Why do we only drive so much when we go back now. Could it be that Ya'er is tired?"

"Nuo Xi, you can't say that!" Wang Ya'er pursed her red lips a little dissatisfied, and said, "Other people only care about you, so they say you should take a break."

Huangpu Nuoxi smiled again, but touched Wang Yaer's cold hand with her hand, frowning, "Why are your hands so cold?"

"It's nothing. The wind is relatively strong tonight, so it's normal to have cold hands." Wang Ya'er glanced at Huang Pu Nuoxi's anxious expression. Although her hands were cold, her heart seemed to be surrounded by a warm current, warm and lingering.It seems that the cold has never come, and she has always been in the warm harbor.

"Then wear more!" As soon as the words were finished, Huangpu Nuoxi took off the kimono that Wang Ya'er put on her just now.

Seeing this, Wang Ya'er hurriedly pressed Huangpu Nuoxi's weak shoulders, and said with a smile: "Nuoxi, I'm not cold, you can just put it on, the wind is very strong today, you can't catch the cold."

"Ya'er!" Huang Pu Nuoxi patted Wang Ya'er's hand on her shoulder lightly with one hand, and said softly, "My body is better than yours. How could I catch the cold?" Holding Wang Ya'er's cold fingers, she said with some distress: "Look, your fingers are so cold, you should put them on!"

"No need!" Wang Ya'er smiled brightly, and continued: "Nuoxi is still yours to wear, I'm really not cold."

"Put it on quickly." Huangpu Nuoxi frowned and said fiercely.

Wang Ya'er calmed down, seeing the firm light in Huangpu Nuoxi's pupils, she just nodded and said obediently: "Okay!"

"This is my good Ya'er!" Huang Pu Nuoxi smiled contentedly, and gently put on the shawl for Wang Ya'er, and then tied the belt.

Wang Ya'er stared blankly at Huang Pu Nuoxi putting on the shawl for her, and then tied it with a belt. Her gentle every move, as if it took as long as a century, left a deep imprint on Wang Ya'er's heart.

(End of this chapter)