She sat stiffly on the bed, motionless.
The man who was dormant in the darkness was covered in frost and cold, and came from the ice and snow, and the humid air of the imperial capital could not reduce the slightest wind and frost on his body.
She already recognized the breath in him.
Even though he didn't speak, she could still know who he was.
Heavy!
The wind came in endlessly from the outside, and it kept blowing into her heart.
I feel cold on the tip of my heart.
"You're back."
She was the first to speak, in this oppressive and depressing atmosphere, she could not escape, this man's innate sense of oppression always made her breathless.
The man stepped forward and walked towards her bed.
He walked silently, but he was getting closer to her with every step, and inexplicably, when he approached her step by step, Chongmenhuan's heart slowly lifted.
In front of him, she seemed to be forever so small that she was no more than a speck of dust under his feet.
He stepped out from behind the gauze tent, calmly, with a cold and hard figure as straight as a knife, draped in darkness, and stared at her condescendingly.
The golden mask glowing with a metallic cold light, the eyes hidden inside, have a breathtaking depth.
Shrouded her tightly in his gaze.
In his long silence, Chongmen Huan felt a little embarrassed.
In such a deep night without human voices, even though she and he are brother and sister, the embarrassing feeling of being alone in the same room has not been reduced.
She pondered what to say to break the silence, and suddenly a man's dark and cold voice fell from the top of her head: "Have you gone to bed?"
” A man's voice always carries an innate coldness, as well as a lofty nobility and arrogance.
This made Chongmen Huan extremely uncomfortable.
The hatred for the heavy door is bred little by little in my heart.
He used her as a puppet under his feet, but how could she be willing to be one of his pawns?
She raised her eyebrows and said coldly, "Isn't that what you want to see?"
” Sending her into the palace, he originally wanted her to become the most favored person by Yan Jiuming's side, so sure that Yan Jiuming would keep her by his side.
The heavy door is very good at counting people's hearts.
What he used was probably the hatred that Yan Jiu Ming couldn't get over in his heart. hatred for her Qin Xuanji.
In the dim darkness, Chongmen was silent for a long time, and the atmosphere became more and more oppressive, and Chongmen couldn't stand a wicked and cold man standing in front of her window like this.
There was always a feeling that danger would come in the next moment.
She leaned on the head of the bed and gave the eviction order coldly: "If you have nothing to say, then please go back, the night is already very late." ” The person who was ordered to be evicted had no intention of leaving.
Instead, he took two steps forward, and then sat down in front of her window slowly, and in Chongmen's green face, he heard his voice softened: "Still angry with this king?"
” Shigemen was stunned for a moment.
He had asked this question twice in her memory.
Last time, when she entered the palace to participate in the flower viewing banquet, he set up a situation for Nalan Xin to kill her, but fortunately she survived, and then he sent her to the isolated island to survive.
He asked her the same thing.
It seems that in his mind, her indifference to him is because of anger.
However, she knew that she had never been so angry with Chongmen.
She knew very well that she and Chongmen would eventually be opposing enemies.
Because, what they want is the same.
The world of Southern Qin.