For an Xueyun, ye Xinghe is not a bit defensive. So he didn't notice the sandalwood at all. When he found out the problem, it was already late.
Ye Xinghe looked up and saw an Xueyun's clothes slipping down slowly, revealing a round fragrant shoulder. At the moment, she pursed her mouth, with tears in her eyes, staring at Ye Xinghe deeply.
Before ye Xinghe had time to say anything, an Xueyun rushed up to Ye Xinghe, hugged Ye Xinghe, and deeply kissed Ye Xinghe's lips.
Ye Xinghe was stunned. He just felt that his whole body was dry and hot, and there was a group of blazing fire, which seemed to devour both of them. He hugged an Xueyun tightly, as if to knead an Xueyun thoroughly into his body.
At this moment, as if he had lost his mind, he bit on an Xueyun's shoulder.
"Well." An Xueyun's eyebrows frowned with pain, whining, this kind of pain seems to be the best proof of her life.
Ye Xinghe doesn't know what's wrong with him. At the moment, desire dominates everything.
An Xueyun's tears slide down her cheek and fall on the shoulder of Ye Xinghe. At this moment, she has a variety of tastes in her heart. The man in front of her is the one who is willing to give everything.
Outside the courtyard, everything is quiet and peaceful here.
The trees are swaying in the wind and flowers are blooming.
The sun set and the moon rose slowly. The latest and fastest update
the night is quiet and silent.
Also do not know how long, ye Xinghe this leisurely to wake up, when he opened his eyes, the surrounding is already empty.
"Hiss!" Ye Xinghe also has a slight headache. He slowly recalls what happened yesterday. He doesn't know what happened. He seems to have done something bad to an Xueyun. Looking around, the whole room is very messy, and there are traces left by them after they are crazy.
Ye Xinghe can't help but think of an Xueyun's beautiful body, and an Xueyun's gripping teeth with a stoic look, which makes him feel pity.
"Snow cloud!" Ye Xinghe called, waiting for his just the echo of the empty room.
Suddenly, the river of stars is not good.
"Snow cloud!" He can't help shouting.
However, there is still no an Xueyun's answer.
Ye Xinghe quickly got up and put on his clothes. He saw that the surrounding rooms were already empty. The beautiful woman had gone, leaving only the empty room with a faint fragrance of the girl on an Xueyun's body.
Ye Xinghe's heart, can't help but surge up endless sadness, he doesn't understand, an Xueyun why to do this, why to leave him alone.
He stood up in a bit of dejected and went to the living room. On the table of the living room, there was a white handkerchief, on which a line of elegant handwriting was written with a brush: Xinghe, I'm gone. Take care. I hope one day in the future, you will think of someone who loves you, an Xueyun.
From this elegant and messy handwriting, ye Xinghe can vaguely feel an Xueyun's melancholy mood.
Ye Xinghe doesn't understand why it's so hard to meet. An Xueyun has to leave again.
Perhaps, in the heart of an Xueyun, there is an unspeakable bitterness.
Thinking of what happened last night, ye Xinghe held the handkerchief tightly. No matter what, ye Xinghe would never forget the woman who walked into his life.
Is it because of Youlan palace that Xueyun left?
Thinking of the huge and mysterious Youlan palace, ye Xinghe's eyes suddenly flash a ray of firm light, he must find an Xueyun, must bring an Xueyun back to his side, even if pay all at all, even if even step down the whole Youlan palace, he will definitely not let an Xueyun leave.
At this time, outside the Royal College, Tianying Shenzong helm.
A beautiful girl, accompanied by several old women, walked forward.
The girl's manner is graceful and generous, with a little pink and white, which makes her look very elegant. However, when she walks, her posture is slightly different. There are still scars on her shoulders and legs, but these scars are covered by her clothes and can't be seen by outsiders.
Thinking of last night's madness, the girl's face could not help but brush a blush.
"Saint, what's the matter with you?" One of the old women can not help but ask, her name is yuesu, one of the elders of Youlan palace.
"I'm ok, I'm just hurt a little!" An Xueyun shook his head and said.
"Oh Moon night light should be a sound, toward the front.
"Xue Yun, is it worth it?" Next to another elder Xingxiu, she looked at an Xueyun and sighed a long way. Xingxiu elder and an Xueyun are the most intimate. Yesterday she went back to another hospital and saw all kinds of things about an Xueyun and ye Xinghe, but she helped an Xueyun hide them.
An Xueyun lowered his head and seemed to be a little silent and did not answer. As the holy daughter chosen by the goddess of the sky in Youlan palace, if she is found to have done such a thing, she will be executed.
Who knows if it's worth it or not.An Xueyun until, oneself face, will be the cold and merciless Youlan palace, the Youlan Palace's huge, far beyond everyone's imagination, perhaps this life has no predestination with Ye Xinghe. Maybe it won't be long before ye Xinghe forgets her.
An Xueyun's heart, has a small selfish. Although she knows that she and ye Xinghe are impossible, she still wants to leave her own mark in Ye Xinghe's heart. Even if it is only many years later, ye Xinghe inadvertently remembers, can also make her feel deeply satisfied.
So she was desperate to become a woman of Ye Xinghe.
In love, regardless of everything in Ye Xinghe's heart, imprint her trace.
Even if there is no meeting in the future, in the face of the cold palace of Youlan palace, she can also remember ye Xinghe with a warm heart. At least, they once really owned each other.
The haze in an Xueyun's heart was swept away. She raised her head and showed a peaceful smile on her face: "Auntie Xingxiu, I don't know if what I've done is worth it, but I don't regret it, and I will never regret it."
Looking at the bright smile on an Xueyun's face, the stars were slightly stunned and then sighed deeply.
As they marched along, they saw several people coming in a hurry. At the front of the line was a middle-aged man in a white robe with a huge eagle sign on his chest. If people from all the aristocratic families in Kyoto are present, they will be able to recognize it at a glance. This middle-aged man is Ying Yue, the leader of Tianying Shenzong, one of the top leaders of the Zhou Empire, the red man in front of the royal family, and the humeral Minister of the great Zhou Empire.
"Ying Yue, the leader of Tianying God clan, salutes the holy daughter!" Ying Yue bowed deeply, showing great respect.
Even several princes of the royal family couldn't make Ying Yue perform such a big ceremony. If someone outside saw it, he would be very shocked. Even if an Xueyun was a disciple of the leader of Youlan palace and the leader of Tianying God sect, there was no need to be so respectful.
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