My queen is still pure

Chapter 7

"It's windy outside, the queen mother should not catch the cold." Yan Wushang narrowed his eyes, although his words were relaxed, the smile on his face had long since disappeared, showing a trace of coldness.Yan Youyou had no time to think about these things, so she nodded and left the table.

Two eyes followed closely behind her, she knew that one was Yan Wushang, and the other...

Yan Wushang watched her back disappear at the entrance of the main hall, followed by another slender figure, picked up the wine glass, poured it into his mouth fiercely, the knuckles of the fingers holding the wine glass turned white, and his whole body exuded a ghostly coldness The breath, the long and narrow eyes are full of frost, the sneer at the corner of the mouth is looming...

Yan Youyou walked quickly all the way to the imperial garden, she put down her hands while covering her chest, and then she felt much more comfortable, but that face still kept appearing in her mind.

He is General Ling, Ling Fengyu, what does it have to do with her?How could she feel irritable and uncomfortable because of a look in his eyes? Could it be that 'Yan Youyou' has something to do with him?Then why doesn't this part of her memory...

Yan Youyou pouted her mouth in distress, glanced at the pebbles beside her, picked one up and threw it viciously into the lake in front of her, as if to vent her anger.

"Ha ha……"

A cold laughter came from the darkness, and Yan Youyou burst into a cold sweat, staggering back a step, watching the shadow behind the tree vigilantly.

"Who's there? Come out!" Yan Youyou's voice was a bit sharp, probably because she was frightened, she watched the black shadow slowly walking towards her with a sullen face, and every step seemed to be heavy. Hit her on the heart until she saw the cold face in front of her clearly.

"General Ling?" Yan Youyou was taken aback for a moment, she put down all her guard, why is he here?Shouldn't you be watching singing and dancing in the hall?

Ling Fengyu seemed to see through her thoughts, turned around and looked at the clear lake surface illuminated by the moon, his back was straight, as if there was a huge and tenacious strength in this tall and straight figure like a poplar tree.

"The empress dowager is here, so the last general can't?" There was no trace of respect in his tone, but more like a provocation, Yan Youyou looked at his half-smile face, feeling confused.

"General Ling said, of course you can." Yan Youyou didn't intend to think about it anymore, and quietly looked at the lake with him, only the slight sound of the wind and the irregular heartbeats of the two remained in the quiet night.

Ling Fengyu withdrew her gaze and looked at the person beside her, with mixed feelings in her heart. In the past, she never liked luxury, she was always dressed in plain clothes and light face, but today she is wearing heavy makeup, smoky eyebrows and autumn eyes, and red lips.

When she slowly walked into his line of sight, he couldn't take his eyes off him, seeing her rosy cheeks and shallow smile, she was doing well... It turned out that she was doing well, but he thought she would be in pain, Missing her every day, worrying every day, seeing her live well, he should be happier than anyone else.

But he felt so uncomfortable in his heart, why she looked at him with such strange eyes, why she didn't even give him a smile, why she called him in such an indifferent tone, General Ling, why she was so cruel.

Ling Fengyu smiled lightly, and a bitter feeling seemed to flow into his mouth.

"You used to like throwing stones into the lake when you were angry. Some things will never change." Ling Fengyu suddenly thought of her little girl's actions just now, and seemed to see her before, and returned to that time in a daze...

"Stinky Feather! Bad Feather! Teasing me, ignore you!" At that time, he also stood in the distance watching her throwing stones into the lake angrily, still scolding him relentlessly, Ling Fengyu was just like that He looked at her quietly, with a happy smile on his face.

Recalling the scene at that time, Ling Fengyu couldn't help showing a smile on his face, gentle and charming.

But Yan Youyou felt like a bomb had been thrown into her heart, and it exploded completely...

Yan Youyou was about to open her mouth to say something else, but Ling Fengyu turned and left. She opened her mouth, swallowed her words, and walked back sullenly.

The banquet lasted until late at night, Yan Youyou's mind was not on it at all, and it remained in a daze until the end, Yan Wushang kept staring at her who had been distracted since she came back just now, silent, with a cold expression on her face.

The maid in front carried the lantern and walked in front, Yan Youyou looked at the firelight in the lantern, her heart beat restlessly just like the firelight.

Who the hell is he, Ling Fengyu...

"You used to like throwing stones into the lake when you were angry. Some things will not change." His words are still echoing, and a possibility pops up in Yan Youyou's heart, that is, the relationship between them before. The relationship is very deep. As for how deep it is, she can see the tenderness and sadness in those star eyes, as well as the deep yearning...

But if there is something between them, shouldn't there be memories?Why did Yan Youyou have no memory of him at all? Could there be something else hidden about this matter?
Thinking about these problems, Yan Youyou suddenly felt a terrible headache, if she had known she would not come, then there would not be so many troublesome things.

Back in the dormitory, Chu Xia wanted to help her clean up, but Yan Youyou was not sleepy at all, instead she became more and more sober because of these problems, "Yuyou..." Just as Yan Youyou was there with her hands on her cheeks, she was doing things in a daze. When worrying about something, Yan Wushang's resentful voice moved from far to near, until Yan Youyou saw him appearing in front of her eyes, and then sat down beside her unceremoniously.

"Your Majesty, it's so late, why are you here?" Yan Youyou looked at the man who was close at hand, breathing on her face, wrinkling her nose, she moved aside wisely, keeping a safe distance from him .

If it was too close, she was afraid that she would not be able to bear the beauty of this evildoer, so she would impulsively pounce on him and wipe him clean, so why bother, right?
"Yuyou, call me Wushang, I don't like it when you call me the emperor!" Yan Wushang frowned, as if she didn't like the word "emperor" that she called him every time she saw him sternly, which made him feel alienated. Yoyo, how can you distance yourself from her, even if that person comes back!She is still her own... Yan Wushang's bottomless eyes shone with a firm and domineering light.

(End of this chapter)