Your Majesty, I'll Not Be With You

As soon as she got into the bed, Feng ran Chen felt a burst of exhaustion. In fact, Feng ran Chen was very tired. But just now, because of her nervousness, Feng ran Chen forced herself to be more alert. Now as soon as she relaxed, Feng ran Chen yawned directly.

Feng ran Chen touched the quilt in the bed. Sure enough, there was no dust on the quilt. After thinking about it, Feng ran Chen said in a low voice, "thank you very much." He stretched out his hand and opened the quilt.

Because she was outside now, Feng ran Chen didn't change her clothes. She fell asleep with her clothes.

Feng ranchen lies on the pillow and closes her eyes. She doesn't think much. She has fallen into sleep.

After Feng ran Chen breathed steadily, a gust of wind blew, and the candle placed on the ground by Feng ran dust went out. However, the room was closed tightly at the moment, so where did the wind come from. However, the Phoenix dye dust at the moment, has already been sleeping, nothing can be detected.

The wind and rain in the yard also stopped. The ground was covered with fallen leaves, which were covered with a thick layer.

The moon, which was shrouded in dark clouds, came out and shone in the courtyard. The tall locust tree directly covered the moonlight that was not so bright. Therefore, the courtyard was still dark.

However, there was only a little moonlight shining through the dense branches and leaves in the yard, shining on the fallen leaves. I don't know why, but it was inexplicably frightening.

All of a sudden, a wind that did not know where it came from directly rolled into the yard, rolled the fallen leaves for three times, and then fell flat on the ground. After the wind left, the yard was still so calm, as if the wind and rain had not come at all.

Because Feng ranchen is frightened and very tired, Feng ranchen sleeps so well that she doesn't even notice that the door of her room is opened and closed.

The next day, the sun rose unsteadily and shone in the courtyard. The locust tree in the yard seemed to be coated with a layer of light. In addition, the light reflected by the dew in the morning was so dazzling that people could not open their eyes.

Everything seems so beautiful, quiet and sweet.

However, Feng ranchen was not so comfortable. She had nightmares all night. When Feng ran Chen opened her eyes, her palms and forehead were covered with sweat, and even her body was covered with sweat.

Feng ranchen breathed a long breath, reluctantly sat up and leaned on the bed powerlessly. Then, she closed her eyes.

From the time she woke up, she had forgotten what her dream was, but even if she had woken up, the fear in the dream could not be dispelled for a long time.

Feng ranchen closed her eyes and touched the sweat on her forehead. She found that she was too nervous to lift her arm.

The room is still dark, but by comparison, it is much better than yesterday's picture, which can barely identify where the window is and where the door is, because there is a thin light pouring in from the crack and edge of the window.

Feng ran dust pressed the forehead, then opened the quilt directly, and immediately shivered with cold.

Feng ran Chen tightened her clothes again. She got out of bed and put on some clothes. She walked carefully to the window.

There was some dust on the window. Feng ran Chen frowned and thought that it might be because of the heavy rain yesterday.

Feng ranchen reached out and pushed open the window. A gust of wind floated in along the window. Feng ran Chen narrowed her eyes again and let the wind curl her hair up and fall again.

Suddenly, Feng ran Chen felt a chill coming from her body. But Feng ran Chen didn't think much about it at that time. She thought it was yesterday's coolness that had not dissipated.

Through the window, Phoenix dye dust can clearly bring the whole yard into the present. As expected, the heavy rain last night was very heavy, and the yard was covered with fallen leaves.

Feng ranchen stood by the window for a long time, then suddenly came back to her mind. She was just thinking about something

After Feng ran dust hit a spirit, she stepped back a few steps and stood a little farther away from the window. At that time, she was unconscious at all, and I didn't know what she was thinking. The feeling was really terrible.

This room always feels a little strange. Feng ranchen thinks about it, but suddenly she reacts. She seems to have thought about it at any time, but why does she forget

Feng ranchen's heart leaped faster and faster. She almost ran away from the house. When she pushed open the door and stood in the yard, Feng ranchen reluctantly eased over. But when Feng ranchen took a breath, her whole body was frozen.

This, this kind of feeling comes again. It's the feeling of being spied on again. Who is it and what's going on

Feng ranchen didn't dare to stay in the yard for a long time, but ran directly to the gate. However, no matter how she ran, she couldn't touch the door. Feng ran Chen stopped, looked at it breathlessly, and her eyes widened in horror.At this time, the locust tree gently shook the leaves and made a rustling sound, as if laughing at Feng ranchen. Feng ranchen clenched her fist nervously, and her body was very tight. The sweat on her forehead dripped down her cheek.

Feng ranchen stepped on the thick leaves and couldn't hear her footstep. She didn't dare to turn back and walked forward step by step. Two eyes were fixed on the door, but they didn't dare to look around. So at the foot where Feng ran Chen couldn't see, the leaves began to gather up slowly, and quietly began to circle in the direction of Feng ranchen.

No matter how Feng ran Chen walked, she couldn't touch the door. The more she went, the more anxious she was in her heart and her step was more and more urgent. The whole person was so nervous that even her eyes were red. No matter how hard she spoke, she still couldn't touch the door.

"Ah." Feng ran the dust quickly low shout, the whole person was pulled to fall on the ground.

Feng ranchen was hurt, and her tears fell directly. Then, she pushed her legs and tried to get rid of the things that bound her ankle. But Feng ranchen was doomed to be a waste of effort, because no matter how much she struggled, it was useless.

Feng ranchen watched helplessly that she was slowly dragged back to the Sophora tree. Suddenly Feng ran dust felt that she was covered with a chill.