Chapter 29 Borrowing

This is the seventh day.

Fengling lay on the table boredly, playing with the celadon teacup in his hand. Outside the door not far away, Murong Xue stood quietly and watched the first snow of Cang Wu Continent.

Without the cold wind, the sky is full of goose-like universities, quietly falling on the lake and fleeting. This house built in the middle of the water, at the stairs without eaves, soon piled up a shallow layer of white snow. Murong Xue looked up at the sky and saw the snow falling, which seemed to be endless.

"Hey..." He couldn't help sighing again. Fengling raised his chin with one hand and glanced at the figure outside the door.

"Well, you want to think about it."

"I'm so stupid that I can't think of a good way."

"Is it so difficult that we will stay here for the rest of our lives?"

There was no response for a long time, but Murong Xue turned around gently, and her elegant side face was even more ethereal against the white snow.

"Actually, as long as the Fengling girl can show her softness to His Royal Highness, maybe we can go out."

Soft? Fengling was stunned for a moment. Although the first reaction was how to do this? - However, the seven-day imprisonment made her have to think. Either lose your innocence or lose your freedom. If you want to save both, in this big house, only the demon king can do it.

"Even if I want to show weakness... I still have to see the demon king."

Hearing the wind chimes, Murong Xue's eyebrows relaxed, turned his head and continued to look at the snowy sky.

"Snowing days like this, we will soon see His Royal Highness the Demon King."

"Oh?"

"The wind bell girl doesn't seem to know the true body of Her Royal Highness the Demon King?"

"I really didn't see..." Although she was a demon-killer, the demon king practiced too long, which made her unable to see where he came from. Now that I heard Murong's words, I was a little more interested in the demon king. So I couldn't help asking, "I don't know if Mr. Murong can tell you?"

There was a smile at the corners of her mouth, but Murong Xue shook her head gently.

"In this mansion, we people can say something, and some things must not be said."

It doesn't matter if the wind bell shrugged its shoulders when she heard this. No matter what the demon king is, it has nothing to do with her. However, the days of being imprisoned are really uncomfortable. She has figured it out. Instead of being here, it is better to find a way to return to the demon king - so that there will be more opportunities for revenge, right?

Thinking of this, Feng Ling immediately stood up, tidied up her clothes, and walked out of the door.

Although the winter weather was a little cold, it was good that she was also dressed thickly. Murong Xue was not surprised to see her come out. Because he knows that Miss Fengling must be a smart person.

Well, let's leave this place to her, otherwise it would be embarrassing for him to stand here when His Royal Highness comes.

He raised his clothes and turned into the room and said, "I'll take a nap inside for a while."

"Hmm." Fengling slowly squatted down and sat on the doorrail and gently leaned against the door next to her. She looked at the snow-white sky and found that she had not seen snow for many years. It snowed heavily, and Fengling's mood became less heavy. She didn't think about what she wanted to say when she saw the demon king. Instead, she looked at the flying snow and became distracted, and her consciousness gradually blurred.

She had never had a good rest and fell asleep leaning against the doorbar.

The lake looks particularly dreamy against the white snow. In the distance, a small wooden boat appeared on the lake.

Yinshuo sat quietly in the middle of the wooden boat, his eyes were gently closed, and nothing covered him so close to the snowflake.

Although no one is in charge of the small wooden boat, it is also slowly floating in the middle of the lake.

A gentle gust of wind hit, which made the red clothes sleeping against the door unable to help but have a cold war. It will definitely be cold to sleep like this in winter. She rubbed her eyes, opened her mouth and yawned, but suddenly found the boat in the middle of the lake.

The purple clothes were very conspicuous in the white snow. The wind chime stood up and took two steps forward.

Yin Shuo still closed his eyes, crossed his hands in his sleeves, and didn't mind the cold snow falling on him.

It's really a demon king! Fengling lowered his head and began to think about how to tell her, but he couldn't figure out how to speak.

But there is no way to go on like this!

biting her lip, she raised her head and shouted, "Hey - on the boat - hey -"

Hearing someone shouting, Yin Shuo gently opened his eyes, and his deep eyes suddenly appeared.

"What to do." Although his voice was soft, it clearly came to the ears of the wind chimes.

But Fengling doesn't have such a skill, so she can only shout at the people in the middle of the lake.

"Brother on the boat - can you take me back to the shore -"

His face became a little strange. Yin Shuo raised his eyes slightly and looked at the person standing in front of the room waving to him, with his thin lips slightly open.

"No."

"Hey - don't die - it's very cold here - if you don't take me away, I'll freeze to death!"

It seemed that he didn't want to take care of the wind chimes. Yin Shuo closed his eyes. Although he did not move, his boat turned in a direction and walked with his back to the wind chimes.

You! - Fengling saw that he ignored her and became angry. She immediately bent down from the top of the stairs and picked up a handful of snow in her hands and held it into a snowball in her hand. She hit the people on the boat without saying a word.

It's just that the distance is so far that she can't hit it at all.

But she didn't care. She just bent down to make snowballs over and over again, and flew in the direction of Yin Shuo one by one.

The sound of falling into the water came, and Yin Shuo frowned slightly, but Fengling didn't seem to want him to be quiet. He was stunned one after another, very persistent and successfully harassed him.

He turned his head slightly and saw the white figure jumping in front of the room, as if to integrate with the world, but moving so discordantly.

It's obviously impossible, but it still refuses to give up.

It seems that I really don't want him to be quiet.

The thin lips were slightly squeezed, and Yin Shuo flew over from the boat and took her back to the boat without the wind chimes responding.

The whole process took less than two seconds.

I don't know what happened. When Fengling came to his senses, he found himself sitting on the boat with Yin Shuo. Occasionally, snow fell on her ear, which made her body tremble.

I caught a glimpse of the paper umbrella beside me. It seems that Yin Shuo took it with me when I went out, but I just didn't need it.

Without thinking about it, Fengling took the umbrella and gently opened it.

My body is blocked by an umbrella, which is indeed much more comfortable, but Yin Shuo opposite her is still with Xue. The slightly curly hair on the side of his face was stained with layers of frost. At such a close distance, the wind chime could be clearly seen, and even his eyelashes were shining.

It's just the light bursting out of those eyes, but the joy and anger are unclear.