Love in Xuancheng

Feng moye repeated the word "Nian Yu" carefully, as if he were thinking about it carefully.

My heart is repeating another name: Twilight Xiyu! He found a woman who had been waiting for thousands of years. His son was too young to bring him to the temple, but he must remember his mother and miss and care about her all the time. This is the whole meaning of "Nian Yu".

"Suddenly flash? Are you sure it's... Suddenly flash?" Shen Xingyue half believed and half doubted, "how do I feel that 'Yu' is a woman's name? Yu... What feather? What feather? What familiar feeling ~ ~ Yu..."

Shen Xingyue frowned tightly and slowly read the word "Yu" in her mouth. It seemed that the word in front of Yu was on her mouth, but she couldn't catch it. She gathered her whole heart and wanted to catch the word, a very familiar word!

"What are you thinking about?" Feng moye stroked her head and smiled, interrupting Shen Xingyue's thoughts.

Obviously, Feng moye didn't want to remind her of who she was.

"I've forgotten too many things. Some obviously feel very familiar, but I can't remember it. It's very vague! But the feeling is very real and familiar!" Shen Xingyue was absent-minded, lowered her head and followed Feng moye, feeling a little depressed.

After taking a few steps, it seemed that he suddenly thought of something. He suddenly strode forward and grabbed Feng moye's arm. With a worried face, he asked, "will I even forget you and my son?"

Feng moye frowned. Her slender fingers rubbed her white face back and forth. Her deep eyes were full of tenderness. It took a long time to slowly say, "no!"

The tone was gentle and firm, giving people an unspeakable peace and stability, which calmed Shen Xingyue's impetuous heart in an instant.

"I hope not!" murmured Shen Xingyue. "If it happens, I'd rather forget you. I don't want to forget my son!"

"What?" Feng moye's voice was a little higher, with sullen anger. Called Luo Yu to give Xiao Xi to her, and hurried to the inner room with Shen Xingyue.

Seeing this, Luo Yu smiled and took her little master to look for a nurse to feed her.

"Feng moye, what are you doing?" Shen Xingyue was annoyed by him.

"Have you turned a deaf ear to the king's words?" Feng moye looked at her, looking serious and worried, "You won't forget, don't worry! It's most important to keep your body well at ease. Think about hurting your body! Leave the rest to the king. Don't think about it! There's nothing in case. Even if there is, the king will try to remind you that he doesn't like you. He always chooses to abandon him in case!"

You are angry again! When you are angry, it is not the king, but you. I really don't know how small this man's mind is! Shen Xingyue's stomach Fei.

"I see." Shen Xingyue glanced sideways at him and went to the bed and sat down.

Feng moye followed her closely, came to her, gently raised her chin and asked, "Oh? Know again? What do you know?"

Shen Xingyue smiled at him perfunctorily, "I know you're angry again! I'll make an analogy. If! In case! It's not true! Everything should be considered carefully in advance. It's always right to plan ahead, right? It's best not to happen, and it's also good to prepare in advance when it happens, so as not to panic and make no claims. Is it wrong?"