Chapter 1171： I love you, I love you so much (43)

The end of the girl's eyes turned red, and the dark eyes seemed to be covered with a layer of water mist.

Feng Qian nodded and asked him, "Your Highness, why are you here?"

Taking the initiative to promote the failure of the experience, he didn't want to tell her for the time being, for fear that she would be worried.

Mu Yan's eyelashes trembled slightly, and the look in his pale golden eyes was a little soft, not so cold and indifferent.

Unlike when she first met.

The first time he saw His Royal Highness, his eyes seemed to be filled with ice and snow that would never melt for ten thousand years. That kind of indifference that rejected people thousands of miles away made people unconsciously feel a sense of distance.

including her.

At that time, she only felt that he was not easy to approach.

But after he really understood, Feng Qian realized that he was not cold, but didn't understand.

Like a blank piece of paper, there is only righteousness and responsibility in my heart, and the rest is blank.

Mu Yan pursed his lower lip, his voice was very soft: "I want to see you."

The voice is good, and so is the look.

Feng Qian gently rubbed over and hugged His Highness's waist.

"His Royal Highness, this plane, I have the last day left to leave. There is no way to accompany your fragments all the way."

Thinking of Qi Yin, Feng Qian couldn't bear it either.

The fragments of this plane are obviously arrogant and indifferent, and in the end, they are helpless like a child.

She couldn't bear to leave him behind.

Mu Yan was slightly silent.

The real touch on his waist made him a little stiff in a trance.

During the time when he was asleep in God's Domain, he gradually merged the memories of soul fragments.

Twenty planes have been integrated, and many things have become more and more clear, including the feeling for Feng Qian, which has become stronger and stronger.

After all, there is a difference between memory and reality.

Just such an intimate contact, he was a little helpless and stunned.

The white ear wings also climbed up with light pink, which is a very beautiful color.

Mu Yan lowered her eyelashes and asked her, "Do you want to stay?"

"Um?"

Feng Qian blinked, thought about it, and said, "If I leave, the fragments will be sad, so... can I stay?"

Feng Qian's words silenced him.

He pursed his lips, and after a while, he asked in a low voice, "Do you... love him very much?"

Feng Qian: "??"

She was stunned for a moment, and then she understood what His Highness Mu Yan meant.

Your Highness does this every time.

Distinguish yourself from the fragments, they are obviously the same person.

To be precise, it should be the same soul.

Her Royal Highness's experience and her protection as a host are actually similar in principle. Both souls reside in the host body, but there are still some differences, because the nature is different.

Feng Qian also wanted to tease His Highness, so she answered seriously, "I love it very much."

Even if Mu Yan knew that the soul fragment was also a part of him, he felt a little uncomfortable at this time.

This feeling is very annoying.

His Highness's face couldn't hide his thoughts, and Feng Qian could clearly see his depression.

His Highness, who is jealous of his own soul fragments, is a bit cute.

Feng Qian stopped teasing him, bullying His Highness like this made her feel a little guilty.

She coughed lightly and looked at Mu Yan seriously.

"I love Fragments because I love Ayan."

"Because it's you, I love it very much."

Feng Qian was also inexplicably ashamed to say such loving words to His Highness.

There is an illusion that it will ruin His Highness.

Obviously, these words were a bit unexpected for His Highness Mu Yan.

He was stunned for a moment, and his fair face was gradually dyed red.

Eyelashes drooped, and his voice was like a promise: "I will let you stay and accompany him for the rest of his life."

When the words fell, Mu Yan raised his eyes, the light golden ze was filled with sunshine-like temperature.

"I'll be waiting for you in God's Domain."

"Shallow..."