Miss

Under the dim candlelight, a fairy-like face appeared.

I saw her eyebrows like smoke, her eyes with autumn water, whispering the melody of resentment, like crying. The scene that seemed to have appeared thousands of times in his dream appeared in front of him again, and there seemed to be a torrent in his chest in an instant.

He listened to the sound of her piano and was intoxicated. But I can't help remember the figure that used to be, the figure that is doomed to regret in this life.

"ci——"

When she was concentrate on stroking the piano, she suddenly heard a strange sound and raised her eyes in astonishment, and the sound of the piano suddenly stopped.

At this time, Dongling Xuehan was coldly tearing the veil hanging on the window lattice. Su Nianwei didn't understand what he meant and immediately stood up in shock. Unexpectedly, Dongling Xuehan suddenly turned around and met her frightened eyes and said in a low voice, "Put on it!"

Su Nianwei looked at the smooth white veil in his hand and was a little shocked; "Is this King Han?"

"I asked you to put on her and cover your face!"

When he said this, the thick spark in his eyes made people dare not refuse.

Su Nianwei took the white veil tremblingly and gently flattened it. Subconsciously, she seemed to understand something. The slender fingers touched the faint smoothness, as if years of heart sadness had been visibly evoked again.

She held it with slight pain in her heart that she had not seen for half a year. There were clear tears in her eyes, but she smiled lightly.

When the white veil completely covered her face, her eyes were indescribably bright and deep, like a pool of soft and clear lake water. But in the depths of the lake, there seem to be some impenetrable waves and dark wounds.

The clothes are like a fairy, and the white veil is flying on her face. At this moment, her charm is like a fairy. A drop of tears dripped from her eyes without warning, and the hot tears were like red steel needles, piercing into Dongling Xuehan's heart one by one...

is this feeling. Yes, in the past year, he thought that the feeling of forgetting was born again. This dead heart is resurrected for the woman in front of her.

He couldn't suppress the impulse in his heart. He stepped forward, held her fiercely in his arms, and gasped fiercely; "You're back, are you back? Ugly woman, it's really you. You're back to my side. Don't leave me again, don't leave me..."

Listening to his whisper, the almost greedy attachment wanted to push away his Su Nianwei, but at this moment, he couldn't bear it anyway. Unexpectedly, after such a long time, Xue Han still remembers her so much, but things are wrong. Can she still recognize him in today's situation?

Su Nianwei, who had no time to recognize him, felt that the thick chest had left her the next second, and a cold wind drifted past her chest. She reflexively hugged her shoulders and looked at him helplessly.

Compared with the ** war just now, now he is as calm as an ice sculpture and far away from her. The coldness emanating from his whole body made her realize that everything that had just happened was an illusion.

"You're not her!" His cold words were like beating her into eighteen layers of hell.

Yes, his eyes are no longer as hot as just now, but an indescribable indifference and alienation. That daunting feeling is that Su Nianwei has never felt before.

For a long time, Su Nianwei recovered and said with a wry smile, "Yes, I'm not her, I can never be her!" Since we can't recognize each other, we choose to forget it forever. The road of life has been like this since ancient times, and many helplessness are not controlled by you and me.

He knew that she could not be her, but when he heard her admit it, the hope hidden in his heart was extinguished. He angrily came forward and held her shoulders and couldn't help shouting: "Since it's not, why do you look so much? Why do you have the same eyes? Why are you not her? Why do you want to Appearing in front of the king again..."

Once he comes out of the cage, a lion that has been locked up by the trainer for a long time will burst into uncontrollable power.

Su Nianwei endured the pain all over his body, pulled off the white veil as weak as paper wings, and said coldly, "Enough, since the prince is looking for Su Wangchen today, don't treat your concubine as her." After saying that, she pushed him away coldly and glared at his dark eyes that had been unable to calm down for a long time.

The world knows that the power of the Eastern Qin Dynasty is three. The biggest potential power is the current emperor Dongling Chutian, followed by the powerful and strong regent Dongling Xiu, and then the soldiers holding the young and heroic Han Wang Dongling Xuehan.

When did King Han, as one of the three major forces in the world today, been so rudely resisted? Perhaps no woman dared to do this to him except her. At present, a brothel woman in this area actually did this to him. At present, the loss of thinking of her broke out together with the dissatisfaction that had gathered in her heart for many years.

He narrowed his black pupils coldly and imprisoned her in his arms. His big palm took her chin without any mercy; "Listen, you don't deserve to mention her. I won't compare you with her, because you don't deserve to be compared with her at all!"

She knew that the person she said was herself, but Su Nianwei was still provoked by his unkind tone at this time. She stared at him angrily and said, "Yes, I don't deserve it. Since you care about her so much, why don't you leave her by your side?"

It was originally an angry word, but Su Nianwei never thought that Dongling Chutian's face would become so ugly in an instant.

His face was as dark as the wind and frost of the twelfth lunar month. Especially the cold charm in the black pupil, as if to freeze everything around.

Seeing this, Su Nianwei took a breath of cold air and felt that the air beside him had condensed, and it was even difficult to breathe in an instant.

"She- has--dead--"

When he said this word word by word, Su Nianwei could obviously feel the ups and downs of his chest.

"You..." wanted to say something comforting, but when the words came to his mouth, Su Nianwei didn't know what to say. At this moment, she just wanted to tell Xue Han that she was still alive. How sad she was to see him so sad. But will he believe all this? Moreover, since I have decided to live with another identity, if I am broken by him again, will I return to my original trajectory?

"However, she will always live in the heart of the king!"

In the next sentence, he said with such perseverance and affirmation. Although his face was still like a layer of ice, this sentence moved Su Nianwei.

"Su Wangchen, I have something to say to you!"

"Your Majesty, what do you want to say?" She raised her head, only a few centimeters away from his face, but she knew that there was an insurmountable distance between him and her heart.

"I will often come here to see you in the future. I want you to understand that every time I come, you must face to see me!" When he grew up, his tone was no longer domineering and cheating as a child, but an order and unquestionable.

Over the years, she has had a reflexive resistance to his words, and even at this moment, she is no exception.

"Why, why should I dress up as another person?" Yes, she finally got rid of Su Nianwei's identity and lived the life of Su Wangchen. At this moment, he turned her back to the original, and her heart was somewhat uncomfortable.

Dongling Xuehan replied without thinking about it; "Because this will make me think that I can see her again!"

"I don't want it!" Obviously, it is very dangerous for him to see him. If he has to face him all day long, he will definitely soon find the flaw and then know that he is Su Nianwei's identity. Therefore, she really doesn't want to take this risk now.

Looking at those stubborn eyes, he was so familiar that his eyes were dull for a moment.

"Do you know? If she changes to another woman, I will make her life worse than death.

Such cold and slightly warning words came in exchange for Su Nianwei's disdainful ridicule; "It's a pity that I'm still different from other women, right?"

"Haha, you are becoming more and more like her. I can't do it!"