King Yi was sitting in a corner of the back garden, next to the cold stone table, a pair of good-looking eyes looking lonely through the cold silver mask.

A familiar figure emerged from his mind, and his lonely heartbeat jumped, yeah, he missed the figure very much, and the woman who gave him a different feeling.

King Yi raised his hand and motioned for the followers standing behind.

"His Royal Highness, what do you tell me?" Seeing this, the man in the blue robes stepped forward, bowing with respect and asking.

King Yi's cold voice seemed to be seeping out of the snow, and said with coolness, he could not hear whether it was joy or sadness. "Go and find out where Ye Qingyi, General Ye's daughter, is now."

The follower placed it behind his back with one hand, and bent over to show that he was slender. A pair of slender legs ran out of sight of King Yi, and disappeared.

In Huang Fuyi's mind, I often think of that special woman. Her eyes are like the warmth and warmth of the sun. They can always penetrate the deepest part of the human heart. He likes this feeling, and even indulge in it.

Thinking of this, King Yi raised his corner of his mouth unconsciously, and the cold silver butterfly mask hid his beautiful smile well.

He got up and walked on a gravel road, his steps were stern, the scenery in the back garden was so gorgeous, it has always been a place not elsewhere, and naturally it is nowhere else than here, but it has been a long time, but it makes people feel comfortable and wants to escape Office.

Lingyue County's leader saw that His Royal Highness was concentrating on flower viewing, and his eyes fell on the bush flowers, and he couldn't help sighing.

It turned out that the object she admired had such a moment of tenderness. She could not only dance with her sword and sword, but also retreat in the garden.

Thinking of this, Lingyue County Lord raised her three-inch golden lotus-like feet, converged the emotions on her face, and walked towards the stone road in the distance. The maid behind her stepped forward and stepped forward.

"See His Royal Highness King Yi." The head of Lingyue County leaned sideways and bent over to salute, with a chubby and charismatic attitude, and her elegant voice was a little nervous.

Even after the last incident, when thinking about Her Royal Highness Yi would rather be wasted than touching her, she was still angry, but only felt furious, she did not understand that she was worse than Ye Qingyi. Over there.

Her painstaking efforts finally made others a joke. She braved her innocence, she sacrificed so much, but got nothing.

Thinking of this, Lingyue County Lord's heart was empty, as if he had lost something important, and realized nothing.

In spite of this, she still ordered her to watch His Royal Highness's every move. If there were any changes, she would be informed at any time. It happened that she heard the obituary's obituary today. His Royal Highness had entered the palace and was in the back garden immediately. Over here, in this pretend encounter, she cherished fantasy, hoping to attract the attention of His Royal Highness Yi.

When King Yi saw this, he nodded, his face was cold, and he turned away without saying a word. The two had no communication during the whole process. He clearly knew that if the accident happened last time, the possibility is very small, most of them were calculated by people. Sincerely, thinking of this, I have a bit of aversion to Lingyue County Master.

Ling Yuejun saw this, and the corner of her mouth that had been slightly raised gradually fell down. She turned to look at it, and saw a tall, straight back, away from her gradually.

She stood in place, staring at the figure in a dull way, and gradually disappeared from her sight, an indescribable feeling spread to her heart, as if the whole world had nothing to do with it.

She only wanted the next one from King Yi, but no one met her with such a small request.

However, he treated himself this way, and she paid so much in the back silently, but he didn't see anything, he was so ruthless to her, not even stranger, her palms gradually clenched towards her palms, just like that Not far away.

In the General's Mansion, Ye Qingyi, wearing a blue lotus lotus leaf wide-sleeve skirt, stood in a daze in the room. Her father was not in the house. She was bored but had nothing to pass, and when she was bored, she ran to her brother's room.

But I went like this and felt nothing new. With this idea in mind, Ye Qingyi turned and ran back to the room, changed to the usual men's clothing, tied his high hair, and slipped out of the back door. General House.

After a period of memories, King Yi's face appeared in front of her the next second, and the smile on her face disappeared, but she could not see the emotion.

She knew what she wanted, and she didn't want to be affectionate to King Yi, and she didn't want to do anything.

A violent wind passed through Ye Qingyi's ears. She was responsive and turned to the side. She avoided it cleverly. Ye Qingyi turned her face and looked away. It was on a dagger with a piece stuck on it. Yellow envelope.

Seeing this, Ye Qingyi raised his corner of his mouth, looked at the yellow envelope, and gave a scornful smile. He handed the envelope and hid in hiding, only to find it funny and angry.

Open the envelope with wax seal. Inside it is a folded piece of yellow paper. Through the imprint, you can find that this person's typeface is very graceful, which cannot be written by ordinary people.

At once, her curiosity was aroused, and her white fingers gently lifted the thin paper with her own name at the beginning. Seeing this, she raised her eyebrows, and she could not help but bump the deer into a mess, a little nervous.

This typeface is not familiar to her, but she did not expect that the other party would invite her to meet in this form, and even said that taking her to experience the unique scenery of the capital, she only felt very humorous in her heart. She has seen the scenery countless times, but she really does not know where the unique scenery of the capital is.

With a curious thought, Ye Qingyi raised his corner of his mouth and finished reading all the letters in his hand. I don't know what Yiyi was doing at the moment.

King Yi had a Book of Songs in his hand, and his heart was full of the predecessor's Guan Guan. It would be on the first day of July, Ye Qingyi's birthday, but he was at a loss.

At night, somewhere in the moat, Ye Qingyi was sitting on the stone table, and from time to time he looked into the distance, and saw a tall figure standing in the distance, slowly moving towards this side. It was the owner of the envelope, King Yi .

Through the dark night, King Yi thought about confessing to Ye Qingyi while she was in the scene, telling her how she felt in her heart, and telling herself that she was hiding a secret.

After all, she was saved by the drug that day, but through that incident, his heart was more certain. In Ye Qingyi's heart, there was a place for him, and everything had to be implemented.