114: Finally escape back to the origin

He Zizi's eyes seemed to have a faint smile. He had no intention of breaking away from the green condensation, nor did he dodge at all. He just looked at Lv Ning so close, as if waiting for Lv Ning to take off his mask.

Lv Ning's hand stretched out again and again. She still didn't have the courage to take off the mask, but quickly turned around and ran to the door.

He Zizi maintained the posture just now, with an indifferent smile on her lips.

"I thought she had the courage to do it this time, but she chose to escape." He said and looked back at the figure of Lv Ning, who was running towards the door, and smiled helplessly.

Lv Ning escaped from the "Biyun Palace" along the road she was familiar with. She lowered her head and hurried in the night, unconsciously panting. She didn't know why she fled. This dilemma of escaping made Lu Ning not ashamed of herself. However, how can she face it?

Whose soul is hidden in the girl's body? Needless to mention He Zizi, I'm afraid Lu Ning herself knows it? However...however, how can you know? Do you want Lu Ning to give her back this body that she is already familiar with? So, where are you going to go? Returning to the already battered body, or falling into the underworld according to the fateful reincarnation? Or, live on the doll made by He Zizi?

Lv Ning doesn't know, she really doesn't know.

And what's wrong with the dialogue fragments that flash in my mind? Who imposed it on his consciousness, or who erased the memory and mutilated it?

All this stirred up Lu Ning's heart in chaos.

It's hard to get back to the "Ningxiang Pavilion", but it's already an ugly time. This is the time to fall asleep. Later, there will be an early maid and eunuch ready to serve the master's breakfast. Lu Ning gently walked to Luo Ningxiang's bedroom.

As soon as she entered the temple, she stopped.

Previously, Luo Ningxiang made the maid of honor light all the candles in the hall because she was afraid of the dark, instead of asking Lv Ning to sleep beside her. When you fall asleep, you have to stretch out your hand and hold a green arm to feel at ease. Although Lu Ning felt awkward, at least because of her nature, she lay there with her. Seeing that she was asleep, she quietly got out of bed and slipped out. When Lu Ning got out of bed, in order to make it easier for him to sneak back, he rolled up the one side of the bed. However, when he came back, he saw that the mantle had all hung down and covered the whole bed. And on the coffee table next to the collapse of the bed, there is a person sitting quietly!

A person who makes Lv Ning want to escape and never see again all her life. A person who only makes her heart ache makes her afraid and makes her want to cry.

Her brother - South China Yongjia.

Even if there is a candlelight, the black eyes are still so hot and bright, as if the scorching sun has never been in his world, and it seems that he himself is the embodiment of the scorching sun. With his own enthusiasm and his own pride, it exists in this way, high and unrestrained, which makes people dare not ignore it.

And these eyes are staring at Lu Ning for a moment, almost all of them in their eyes. Including every hair of her, including her every movement, every look, every breath, all were imprinted into his eyes.

And the thick eyebrows were slightly wrinkled in a place.

Even if the green feet have just entered the hall, they already have a plan to retreat. However, Emperor Yongjia's glaring eyes made her not even have the courage to retreat. She could only stand there, like when she made a mistake in her childhood, there was nowhere to hide in his eyes, so she had to silently wait for his reprimand and fall.

However, Emperor Yongjia just quietly looked at Lu Ning, her eyebrows, and looked at her with some surprise, some surprise, and some shock. However, the clarity of the eyes conveyed the timid panic in the bottom of Lu Ning's heart. Such a lost expression and the small movements of his fingers gently pulling the cuffs were still the same as before.

How can people forget?

How can people not be sad!

Emperor Yongjia closed his eyes and took a deep breath. His hands were tight and tight, and each joint was pale white. He didn't know how much effort it took to calm down the surging emotions in his heart, and he didn't know how much effort it took to force himself not to rush forward to hold the green tightly in his arms.

Before that, Emperor Yongjia thought about the scene when he saw her again countless times. He thought that he would hug her tightly excitedly, and he thought that he would scold her for being naughty. However, this moment really came. Looking at the clear and familiar expression in her eyes, Emperor Yongjia was still so unbearable. I can't bear to say a heavy word to scare her,

However, the two people looked at each other, but they were just speechless.

We don't know how to open our mouths, let alone what to say.

In a big palace, only the subtle atmosphere of silence is slowly permeating the whole room and the hearts of the two people.

I don't know how long it took, Lv Ning already felt that her legs were standing all the time, and it was a little sore.

From just now, she has been walking desperately and hasn't sat for a moment. In the Biyun Palace, she was exhausted from excessively venting her feelings. At this time, she couldn't stand still.

She moved her legs, but glanced at the bed with the hanging down.

Somewhere in my heart, there was a sudden inexplicable pain.

"Your Majesty... Your Majesty, since you come so late, why don't you say a word to Ning Jieyu? I'm afraid that Ning Jieyu will suffer from good life, but I'm afraid that I will be worried about the beauty and lose the yellow flowers. It's obvious that it doesn't have anything to do with each other? But why did it slip out of your mouth at this time? It's just that how ironic it is that he met her here, in his favorite concubine's bedroom. And this woman, on the other hand, took her back to the palace like a sweetheart and was spoiling one.

Emperor Yongjia's eyebrows frowned in a place.

"Is this the first thing you said to me?" Emperor Yongjia's voice was low, but he couldn't hide his hidden anger.

"The emperor's memory..." Lv Ning pulled the corners of his lips, looked at the swinging red candle on the desk and said with a dry smile, "The first sentence that the minister and the emperor said seemed to be 'the minister's face, see the emperor. Long live the emperor, long live the emperor, long live..."

"My wife..." Yong Jiadi muttered, and the bright light in his black eyes gradually deepened, and was replaced by a slowly igniting flame.