Demon princess is too hard to chase

Yun qianruo thinks that it's better for her to go to Nanzhao to find out. Moreover, about what she said with her cousin today, it's better not to let her father know!

He was about to tell yanzimo to keep his conversation secret, but suddenly he heard a slight sound inside. Although the sound was slight, Yun qianruo could still hear it clearly in the silent night. His mind suddenly coagulated and suddenly turned to look at it. His heart became nervous.

Is he... Awake?

Is it as the old man said, when he wakes up again, he is a stranger?

At this moment, does he no longer remember her?

Thoughts some confusion, for a time, cloud qianruo stiff sitting there, actually some fear to come forward, afraid to verify that the bottom of my heart has been very clear answer.

"Ruoer?"

Until the gentle voice of yanzimo came, yunqianruo suddenly woke up, stood up like a dream, and quickly walked inside.

The face, always have to face, this world, never let people to escape.

Yanzimo looks at her back in the dim candlelight, and a trace of heartache passes through her eyes. With a slight sigh, she stands up and walks slowly towards the door, and gently takes the door with her.

However, he did not leave immediately. Instead, he stood outside the door, looked up at the bright moon in the sky, and was still in a trance.

In the room, Yun qianruo is bending over to pick up a small wooden penguin that has fallen on the floor beside the bed. It's her masterpiece of carving in recent days. It was finished today, and it hasn't been given to him yet. Before they came in, Lin Wushuang sat here with the little penguin, and then put it in his hand.

Although her carving is not enough to compare with him, this penguin is also carved by her vividly and lovingly. On the round belly of the little penguin, there are three flowing words: wind beauty!

At this time, Yun qianruo holding the little penguin, fingertips gently across the three words, there is a kind of unspeakable emotion in the heart, growing, spreading, sweeping, annihilating every corner of the heart lake.

Beauty of the wind

A low cough came, and suddenly called back the thoughts of flying clouds. Suddenly I looked up, but I saw a pair of deep purple eyes. At one glance, it was like the ice lake in the north of the Great Wall under the haze. It was cold, cold, beautiful, but empty and frightening.

Cloud thousand if the bottom of the heart can't restrain of mercilessly a sink, such eyes, how familiar, and so strange.

When I first met him, it was such a pair of eyes, beautiful people lost, but also cold people palpitating.

Later, I met her again and again, but I don't know when, but the look in those eyes has changed, still charming, still beautiful, but when I look at her, there is no longer such empty cold and cold charm.

When I look at her, my beautiful eyes are gentle, conniving, resentful, accusing, overbearing and rogue

And at this moment, he looked at her with cold eyes

Yun qianruo unconsciously clenched the wood carving penguin in his hand, pulled the corners of his mouth, and said, "you..."

However, before she finished her words, a cold voice without a trace of temperature came out of the wind, "who are you?"

Yun qianruo felt a tremor in his heart. His breath was stagnant for a moment, but he took a deep breath and pressed all the surging emotions to the bottom of his heart. He looked at him again and said, "how do you feel? What's wrong? "