Chapter 178

Xiao Yan trembled, and the melody in his hand slowed down.

He looked up slowly, his black hair sliding down his pale cheek, revealing his bloodshot eyes.

A few months no see, his face has been thin no meat, that ferocious appearance, like a hell to climb out of the ghost.

The Mou son turns dully and stays on the body of Yan Luo Li.

There was no fright or joy on his face, only more desolate than just now

"you're here again."

His dry lips moved slightly, tearing out four hoarse words from his throat.

Then he took back his eyes and continued to play the piano in his hand.

"Let's listen to Wang."

Yan Luo Li Dun is there, eyebrow Cu rises, she does not understand, why Xiao Yan uses "again" word.

The puzzled eyes fall on hong'er, who comes over.

His face was full of worry and dignity.

"It's been like this since the owner was under house arrest. He will see your phantom every night. He hasn't closed his eyes for half a month. "

"What are you talking about?"

Yan Luoli was stunned and speechless. Looking at Xiao Yan playing there, her heart seemed to be strangled by something, and the pain was unbearable.

Listening to Yan Luoli's voice, Xiao Yan's piano stopped suddenly, and he slowly got up with his tired body.

He walked to Yan Luoli with heavy steps, his eyes full of blood were warm, and his smile was warm again.

The fundus of the eye is twinkling with joy, looking directly at Yan Luoli's face, the fundus of the eye is twinkling with light.

"At last, at last, you speak."

The trembling voice came out of his hoarse voice and hurt Yan Luoli's heart.

When hong'er saw him, she didn't say anything and retreated in silence.

In such a big room, countless candlelight flickered, clearly outlined their outline.

Xiao Yan's eyes are engraved with her face, and her eyes are twinkling.

Shaking hands raised, want to touch her face, raised to half, stopped.

The eyeground shows endless loss.

He did not dare to touch, he was afraid that a hand, in front of this beautiful figure will disappear.

She stood there every night, listening to him play the piano and not talking.

Today is her first time to speak, but it's just an illusion.

"Mirage, another mirage, how many times do you have to appear in front of the king?"

Every time I see her, there is hope in my heart.

But in the end, it's just endless, endless disappointment!

She can't be here, she can't be, she can never be!

I watched him roar with tears in his heart, retreat with trembling, return to his original position, curl up there and shiver, just like a wounded animal.

Yan Luoli's eyes were misty. How could he be like this?

"Xiao Yan?"

She recovered from her astonishment, walked slowly, bent down, stroked Xiao Yan's face, and touched the cold with her fingertips.

His eyes were fixed on his pale, empty face.

"What have you been through?

Xiao Yan felt the warmth on his cheek and gathered a layer of brilliance in his dark eyes.

He raised his eyes in a daze, looked at Yan Luoli in disbelief, and his eyes were filled with joy.

"Yan Luoli, is that you? Is it really you? "

He suddenly got up and held the woman dressed as a servant girl in his arms.

I feel her heart beat, her breath and her taste when I tighten my arms

Just believe that she is really standing in front of themselves, really stand in front of themselves!

"Xiao Yan, let go of Xiao Yan, I can't breathe."

Yan Luoli felt that the bones of her whole body were almost broken by him, and she opened her mouth difficultly.

The powder fist constantly falls on Xiao Yan's shoulder, expressing his protest.

"Let go, let go, let go..."

Xiao Yan was as happy as a child. He grinned foolishly and released Yan Luoli.

Hanging on both sides of the hand, suddenly do not know where to put, close to their own red robe constantly whirling.

"Xiaolili, how did you come?"

After calming down, Xiao Yan stares at Yan Luoli's face.

I still remember what he left her when he left.

If you don't feel comfortable in the South Chu, the door of the Heng palace in the North Qi will always be open to her.

But now, his situation

Endless desolation overflowed my heart. At this time, she suddenly appeared. He didn't know how to express his inner excitement and joy.

She took Yan Luoli's hand and sat on the ground, pinching it in her palm. She couldn't bear to let go of it, and her affectionate eyes were fixed on her face.

She reached for the hairpin on her head. Her long black hair poured down like a waterfall, confusing Xiao Yan's eyes.She looked up in amazement and gave him a burning look.

"That bun is not for you, hong'er!"

Very unnaturally explained a, called the red son to come over, ordered it to comb the hair for Yan Luoli again.

Hong'er takes Yan Luoli into the inner hall.

Xiao Yan picked up the piano and continued to play, the same melody, but the sadness contained in it changed a kind of feeling.

Looking at his haggard appearance, it seemed that she had not slept for a long time. With the solid guards outside the house, she had a bad guess at the bottom of her heart.

"Hong'er, how did Xiao Yan become like this?"

Hong'er looks out, steps back and kneels on the ground with a plop.

"Please Princess Jing help my master!"

She knew that if she dared to come here at this time, she would not let Xiao Yan be trapped here all the time.

It's a good chance to get him out of the misery.

"Get up and speak slowly."

Yan Luoli lowered her voice and looked out. Seeing that there was no movement outside, she bent down to help hong'er.

Hong'er kneels, knees moved back, avoiding Yan Luoli's hand.

"Princess, if you say no, hong'er can't get up on her knees."

Sad to say, is a ring head, knock on the ground.

"Hong'er, tell me what's going on first!"

This girl is so loyal to Xiao Yan that Yan Luoli suspects her identity and her position.

Quietly put away his eyes, calmly looking at hong'er.

"Since Nanchu came back, his Majesty's health has been getting worse day by day. The master worried about his Majesty's illness and went to the palace every day to visit him. But just half a month ago, the prince put him under house arrest in the name of the prince's attempt to murder his majesty.

Since then, the host has changed. Every night will have hallucinations, shouting your name, Princess Jing, until now have not closed eyes.

I'm worried that if it goes on like this, the Lord will finally, eventually... "

Red son wants to say and stop, the tears flicker in the worried eyes, carefully looked back, afraid Xiao Yan listened to just words.

Yan Luoli suddenly got up and ran to Xiao Yan.

He took hold of his hand and held the pulse between his wrists with four fingers. The pulse was chaotic, strong and floating.

If it wasn't for his strong internal resistance, he might be dying now.

"Little glass?"

Xiao Yan raised his head in surprise and looked at her heavily, as if he had touched the boiling water. He took it back immediately.

"I'm fine."

Breaking free from her hand, he emphasized evasively.

"Red

Yan Luoli raised her voice and called hong'er in the inner hall.

"Hold him down!"

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