Ghost doctor: Princess please come to the throne

Chapter 705 Didn't remember anything?
Chapter 705: Didn't remember anything?
"Xueyi..." Ling Xiyue's heart sank suddenly, and she was silent for a while, "Where is he?"

Rong Pei pointed to the tallest exquisite attic, "There has been no news from the person who was sent out, Xue Yi was very worried, and followed him out, looking for you all night, afraid that you would be held hostage by the ghost clan, Xue Yi I also went to visit the ancestral hall of the ghost clan, and I just came back."

I heard that I met Xuan Ye and the two commanders of the ghost clan. Although I heard that this girl is extremely alert and has hundreds of years of high priest's skill in her body, she is facing Xuan Ye and the two commanders of the ghost clan. , still unavoidable to worry about.

Fortunately, okay, the person finally came back intact!
Ling Xiyue's eyes darkened a bit, "Aunt Pei, I'm fine, I'm just chasing..." She paused for a moment, and then said, "I lost my way outside the city and encountered a small problem, so I can only wait for dawn Come back."

"It's fine." Rong Pei felt relieved.

Ling Xiyue nodded her head, "Yes", and walked towards the attic.

The architectural style of Piaoxuelou in the whole Chaoshan City can be described as unique. Based on log color and snow white, it has a sense of simplicity and majesty, and also has the beauty of Jiangnan minor tunes.

On the top of the triple pavilion, there are simple tables and tea sets, bookshelves, desks and chairs.

The snow-white drapery is embellished with a fine gold-like color by the vast sunlight, but the breeze that shakes it is a bit cold, and it penetrates into the attic in waves.

Ling Xiyue walked into the door, her footsteps paused, and the veil fluttered slightly.

She paused for a moment, and suddenly felt a contradiction that she didn't dare to step in again, and there were things in it that she couldn't bear even more.

"Aunt Pei?" The man's elegant and gentle voice, now slightly hoarse, tired, came out lightly, but seemed to be suppressing endless melancholy, and was about to burst out, "Is there no news about Xiyue yet..."

Ling Xiyue pursed her lips, and walked in lightly.

Looking at the man who was sitting behind the desk with his hands on his forehead, his eyes lightly closed, his face tired, he looked like a piece of ice floating alone in the snowy sky, the golden glow outside the window reflected on him, showing no warmth , but seemed more and more cold and lonely, "Xue Yi, it's me."

Nalan Xueyi opened her eyes abruptly, her thick eyelashes were instantly stained with the golden light of early morning, she looked over, "Xiyue."

He got up, his pace was several times faster than usual, and he arrived at Ling Xiyue's side in the blink of an eye.

"Are you okay?" With his hands on her shoulders, his black pupils looked at her intently.

Ling Xiyue has never seen Nalan Xueyi look like this, which can be called "hasty". It is not at all like his past, indifferent and lonely, with a fairy posture that can sit like a mountain when a mountain collapses in front of him.

"It's okay, it's okay, what can I do." Ling Xiyue grinned, and relaxed her words, "It's my fault, which made you and Aunt Pei worry. There was a little accident, so I didn't get away for the time being."

Nalan Xueyi's black pupils were deep, his eyes followed the black cloak she was wearing, and looked into her eyes, "Really?"

For some reason, Ling Xiyue always felt that his eyes were a little weird today, and there were too many things in it that she couldn't understand. Apart from the most intense worry, there seemed to be a little bit of "fear".

And this kind of fear is not that she is in danger, but seems to be afraid of other problems, which makes her not sure what it is.

The words also carried a bit of ambiguous temptation, and the meaning was unclear.

"Of course it's true." Ling Xiyue smiled with the corners of her mouth pulled, while she waved her hand, taking advantage of the situation, and without any trace, she pulled away Nalan Xueyi's hand that was leaning on her shoulder, while looking at her whole body, "Don't you think I'm fine, don't worry, I'm the best at running for my life!"

"If you can't beat me, don't you know how to run?"

"If I sneak out, there are really few people in this world who can catch me..."

It's just that her teasing words didn't make Nalan Xueyi's face look relaxed at all. On the contrary, his eyes became more and more obscure, which made Ling Xiyue return to that awkward and cramped situation.

"Xiyue..." Nalan Xueyi's voice was dry.

Those jet-black pupils were like the sky in the middle of the night, and also like a mirror, which could reflect her shadow, so clear and obvious.

Who is Xuan Ye, the son of the ghost king?But why is he so similar to Bei Chenyan? Xiyue met him and stayed with him all night. She was so abnormal, from the moment she saw Xuan Ye.

He's not Bei Chenyan!

Xiyue really didn't think of anything?
Perhaps Ling Xiyue herself didn't realize that from last night to now, all her behaviors have been messed up, but Nalan Xueyi can see clearly, from the perspective of a bystander, a person who loves her deeply, with eyes full of It's all from her man's perspective!
"Xueyi..." Ling Xiyue's eyes darkened, as if she had decided on something, she raised her eyes to meet the man's, "Actually, there is one thing I've always wanted to tell you, but you may not be able to accept it."

"But I think, if you really want to marry me, oh no, it should be said that you really want to marry Ling Xiyue, the former me, I should tell you."

Nalan Xueyi looked at her and remained silent.

His face, which was like cherry blossoms and snow, was slightly pale at this moment, so white that it was almost transparent.

Ling Xiyue frowned, she thought for a while, and said, "I don't remember the past, so you forget it too, I'm really sorry, but I'm not her, not the one you want to marry Man, I always treat you as a confidant and friend, just like an elder brother."

She looked at him, eyes full of expectation, "You, can you understand?"

Perhaps, what Xueyi is obsessed with is Ling Xiyue, who made a marriage contract with his childhood sweetheart, rather than her, this outsider who even she feels like she is about to be torn apart.

It was just a vague dream before, but after meeting Xuan Ye, she really felt that she was going to be torn apart by this feeling!

Nalan Xueyi's already bloodless lips turned a little paler.

"No, it's you." Nalan Xueyi's indifferent voice carried a kind of affirmation. This kind of affirmation was not only because he personally sealed the memory of the woman in front of him, but also because of the feeling in his heart, "Xiyue , has always been you, never changed."

No matter what she looked like, remembering those things or not, he would know her.

Ling Xiyue closed her eyes, her mind was in a mess, and she couldn't be straight and strict for fear of being regarded as a foreign monster. She was a little anxious for a while, "Xueyi, why don't you understand, you don't understand what I mean, I really don't The one you like."

"The one who doesn't understand is you, Xiyue." Nalan Xueyi took a step back, and his thin figure seemed to stagger.

Only then did Ling Xiyue notice the strangeness of Nalan Xueyi, and when she glanced away, a large bloody trace pierced her eyes!
(End of this chapter)