"You can't escape from the palm of my hand," Ling Tianwang said softly.
Perhaps because the shadow of eyelashes fell on his eyes, now, Ling Tianwang's eyes have no light, dark and frightening.
"Sneeze!" Zhou ruo'an, who was walking on the road, suddenly sneezed.
She stopped for a moment, raised her hand to touch the tip of her nose, and soon walked forward as if nothing had happened.
It may be that the news of his departure has been passed to Ling Tianwang, but Zhou ruo'an has no intention of turning around.
In these days of calm and observation, she deeply believes that although the feelings between herself and Ling Tianwang still exist, they are not as hot as before.
Or maybe it's because two people's personalities are too strong, but neither of them wants to be restrained for the sake of the other.
At the beginning, the love between two people can make them ignore all this, but slowly, when the enthusiasm subsides, the slight pain becomes very clear.
Gently shook his head, Zhou ruo'an forced all about Ling Tianwang in his mind down.
"Why think so much? He is now the emperor of thousands of people, and all kinds of beauties are indispensable around him. Even if he is reluctant at this time, he must be able to walk out soon," Zhou ruo'an said softly.
With the gradual disappearance of the voice, the slight agitation in her heart slowly calmed down.
Calm down, Zhou ruo'an walked forward without hesitation.
In her heart, the present is not an endless journey, but a symbol of hope and freedom.
After being a canary in the palace for such a long time, for a moment, Zhou ruo'an even forgot what independent life really meant, but fortunately, now she still has a chance to go back.
He grasped his fingers hard and felt the dull pain. Zhou ruo'an's heart slowly settled down.
At the same time, the loyal man finally carefully transported Song Ci out of the small yard.
He kept looking around, did not find that there is a catch-up talent quietly relieved.
In a deserted place, he slowly stopped the car and took down the cover of the big barrel in a hurry.
"There's a reason for this. I hope you don't have to worry about it with me." Looking at the man who came out, he said in a low voice, but there was a smile in the corner of his eyes.
At the beginning, he said that he would save Song Ci. Now he has finally achieved what he once said.
Don't know the thought in that person's heart, Song Ci a little confused looking at the different scenery outside and in the yard.
It's just that he's been in the dark for a long time. Even if he sees the light again, he doesn't know what he can do.
He rubbed his clothes with his fingers again and again. Song Ci hesitated to look at the man with a clear desire in his eyes.
He didn't dare to speak, just pointed out with his fingers, and looked at each other expectantly.
Under the gaze of Song Ci, the man swallowed the unspoken advice and deliberately lowered his voice and said, "you have left the small yard and come to a wider world. Here, you can do anything freely."
Perhaps Song Ci didn't understand the reason of the profundity in his words, but he understood the meaning of the outward movement of his hand.
He couldn't help a small jump, and then he turned out of the barrel without thinking about it.
Stepping on the solid ground, he ran to the nearby woods without any pause.
That person leng for a while, don't wait for the reaction to come over to watch Song Ci disappear in his eyes.
In this moment, he forgot to breathe, forget the words, just want to also don't want to the direction of Song Ci left to catch up.
It was he who abandoned the power of nine oxen and two tigers that brought Song Ci out of that small courtyard. He did not allow or accept that Song Ci was in real danger because of what he had done and lost his message.
It's more unacceptable than killing him!
However, Song Ci didn't want to leave secretly at all, and it was just because he smelled the flowers.
Under such circumstances, the man's anxious and flustered action startled Song Ci. Not only did he tremble uncontrollably, but also he lost a lot of flowers in his hand.
He looked down at the colorful ground and his empty hands, and his eyes turned red.
Almost with lost and recovered surprise in the bottom of that person's heart constantly reverberate, let that person for a moment even forget that he has been insisting on the top and bottom of the difference, impolite clenched Song Ci's shoulder.
"Fortunately..." He opened a pair of slightly red eyes, mouth scattered said some idiomatic words, people can not hear clearly.Before his own palpitations had gone away, he added another layer. Song Ci's shoulders were tight, and even some of his breathing was not smooth.
He kept gasping, trying to ease his mood at this time, but it had little effect.
That person in more and more shortness of breath in the back of God, eyes across a loss, followed by anxiety.
"Your Highness!" He got closer and cried with worry, "what's the matter with you? Is it because of discomfort? "
Song Ci did not answer, but kept shaking his head and shrinking his body.
This is obvious fear and resistance. No one can't recognize it.
That person leng Leng loosened his finger, looking at Song Ci quickly back, unconsciously raised his hand to touch his chest.
"Are you afraid of me?" He asked softly.
There was no accident. Song Ci kept silent and stood in the same place, like a wooden pier.
The man stood in the same place for a long time. He seemed to reflect on himself and adjust his mood.
After a long time, in Song Ci's constant probing, almost immediately unable to restrain his impulse to open his mouth, the man's eyelashes trembled, and slowly began to have other movements.
"Don't worry, your highness. Things like that won't happen," he assured, word for word, with an expression so serious that people can't bear to doubt.
Under the man's gaze, Song Ci nodded slowly.
He breathed uncontrollable relief and soon became serious again.
"Your Highness," he said, "but in the next few days, don't run around without saying a word. Your subordinates will be worried."