Chapter 81

Feng Qing Yao rarely so quiet, Feng Xuan also one hand gills, narrow Phoenix eyes slightly narrowed, eyes full of her pleasant reflection.

About half an hour later, the car stopped when fengqingyao was sleepy.

However, the groom was very out of tune. He stopped the horse in a hurry. Fengqingyao nearly fell to the ground in a flash.

Fortunately, Feng Xuan is also quick eyed, holding her slender waist in one hand and blocking her body. Feng Qingyao is sleepless. They are very close to each other. The familiar fragrance lingers in her nose, causing a slight cough.

"If there were no king, I think today's appearance would have to be in the drugstore." Feng Qingyao's light fragrance came to her face, which made Feng Xuan's ears turn red. She teased her and let go of her hand.

Feng Qingyao's cheek also turned red. She covered her hot cheek with her hand. Feng Xuanyi stepped out of the carriage and saw a golden red maple leaf forest.

Feng Qingyao looks at a piece of Red Sea in front of her eyes and swallows her words.

At this time, it is late autumn. Maple leaf is full of vitality. It has a hundred miles around, and all of them are startling red.

In front of this scene, let Feng Qing Yao a lot of peace of mind.

Autumn wind rustling, but still have this warm red maple leaves to accompany, there is a kind of warm feeling.

Feng Qingyao opened her arms and looked up at the sky, feeling the crisp sound of the wind beating the leaves. She had never been so relaxed.

And she has never exposed her heart, live so long, the heart of the haze, the monstrous hatred, all the time in the whipping of her heart that has been full of holes.

For the hatred of previous life, she is doomed to hide her inner pain in the dark abyss.

Just at this moment, fengqingyao seems to forget everything, open arms embracing the breeze, beautiful cheek facing the sky, showing the purest smile.

Feng Xuan, who was behind her, also saw her appearance and looked calm.

If it wasn't for Feng Xuanyi's smell from her nose, Feng Qingyao might really think that she was the only one here.

For a quarter of an hour, fengqingyao closed her eyes and felt that all the past events were illusory dreams, and today's life is the real beginning.

With this idea, Feng Qingyao chuckles. How can her painful and real feelings be dreams? Even if it's a dream, in order to prevent trouble, this time, she also wants to get justice.

"I suddenly feel that today's you are not the same as usual, like a person I know, but I can't remember her appearance for a moment." See her wake up, Feng Xuan also slowly close, a pair of Phoenix eyes full of tenderness.

But when he talked about that man, Feng Xuan also remembered that he was 18 years old at that time, and there was always a girl with him. However, in those years when he was on the expedition, he was rescued by Liu Yinmo, but he saw the little girl's figure from Liu Yinmo. Slowly, he forgot what the person who accompanied him to practice martial arts on the mountain looked like.

Feng Xuan is also a considerate person, especially for the things and people he cares about.

So fengqingyao's small details and changes are in his eyes.

The change of fengqingyao is not shrewd, but the coldness and alienation hidden in her eyes. Let Feng Xuan also for a moment some can't believe the woman in front of her, is before chasing himself said like his fengqingyao.

Feng Xuanyi's words have been echoing in fengqingyao's ears, mixed with the wind, blowing into her heart. The wind with tenderness, after a lot of holes, let her have a trace of pain.

The person Feng Xuan talked about might be herself. But now, she doesn't want to tell him, because there are so many things in the way of both of them.

"It's all people who can't remember clearly, and there's no need to miss them." Feng Qingyao's eyes reflect Feng Xuanyi's figure. Feng Xuanyi's eyes are also mixed with the floating red maple. It looks more like a relegated immortal.

"Besides, it's hard to take back some things that have passed." Feng Qingyao said with her heart that the coldness in her eyes was all gone. Feng Xuanyi, no matter in her previous life or this life, loved him without hesitation. Now she wants her to ignore his existence.

She found too many things to fight against fate.

Feng Xuan also did this, not because he heard Feng Qingyao say it.

Eyes inadvertently flashed a loss, looking at the feigned strong fengqingyao in front of him, he really want to hold her in his arms.

He found that yesterday he said his heart was not fake, and his curiosity about fengqingyao in front of him gradually deepened a lot. He wants to get her, maybe let her fall in love with himself again, is his goal now.

No matter whether she is the daughter of Feng family, now she is only the princess of Feng Xuanyi.

Maple leaves with the autumn wind, falling everywhere, Feng Xuan also casually lift, a red maple leaves will fall into his hands, looking at the hands of the red maple, he gently said: "I only ask for one thing, that is to let you love me again."

Feng Xuanyi's words made Feng Qingyao a little confused. But how could Feng Qingyao not know his mind? Now she is full of wounds and blood feuds, which really betrays Feng Xuanyi's good intentions. If it was before, maybe she would be well with him, but after poisoning that time, she found that there were too many dangers around her. Even if she wanted to leave Fengxuan, he didn't want Fengxuan to get hurt.After all, he is a villain who has gone to great pains to climb out of hell. Besides revenge, what right does he have to pursue love?

It seems that he was not hurt by Feng Xuan, but didn't want to let him close to danger.

Feng Qingyao put the maple leaf in Feng Xuanyi's hand and blew it hard. Then she blew the maple leaf again, mixed it with the leaves that were already flying, and disappeared.

"There is no absolute thing in the world. Like Wang Ye, I wanted to make him fall in love with me at first, but later I found that some things are just a play in the mouth of Wang Ye. Just like this maple leaf, floating together, we can't tell whether it's true or false just put in the palm of our hand. "

Feng Qingyao looks at the red leaves in front of her eyes and talks lightly.

This time she came back, she had only one purpose. Immediately, she was a person whose hands were covered with blood. How could she be worthy of such a person as Feng Xuan.

Although Feng Qingyao knew that she would refuse, Feng Xuan still looked cold when he heard the refusal. When Feng Qingyao didn't pay attention, he hugged her tightly from behind. His hands were tightly around her slender waist, and he put his head on her hair. In his voice, he said with a strong and unreasonable voice: "then you know, I can't get the person or thing I want."