Chapter 783

Yan Shu said, everyone dare not follow, immediately respectfully should be, bow waist steps gently and quickly walked out.

The door closed behind him with a snap, his long and narrow Phoenix eyes moved, and his feet raised, and he walked towards the direction of Ye Xinci's sleeping bed.

The fragrant tent curtain obstructed his vision and made him unable to see what happened after the bed curtain.

Lifting the tent, the delicate face of the woman breathed gently. She was dressed in a bean salad lining, with a silk quilt covering her abdomen. Her hands were as white as jade. She looked very quiet.

There was nothing in the room but her gentle breathing.

His eyes twinkled, he slowly sat on the edge of the bed and looked at her features carelessly. Looking at it carefully, I know that ye Xinci's facial features are actually full of free and easy heroism, but that share is free and easy, but it is hard to be consumed by her brutal and cruel character. But in this lonely ghost named a Kui, it has been shown to the extreme.

Free and easy and unrestrained with all kinds of Customs interweave, then formed a kind of ultimate charm, peerless style posture.

As time went by, the hourglass in the corner of the wall did not pause. Yan Shu felt that his feet were almost numb, but he refused to get up and move to ease the rigid vein. He didn't even find out the palm of his hand. His lips were white. I believe that she would wake up again and her heart began to shake in ye Xinci's body.

He was not confident. He didn't even know if she would show up again.

It's all unknown -

it's late into the night, grass and insects are rustling outside the window, and the sound of the breeze passing through the bamboo leaves is particularly clear at this moment.

Even he didn't know where that expectation came from, or even why he was so determined to go to bed. In the middle of the night, he came to the bedchamber that he should be called the mother's Queen. He stared at her face like a terminally ill lunatic.

Waiting for her next second to slowly open her eyes, with the haze of the eyes light casually squint at her, the gesture is elegant, soft and enchanting.

However, she did not open her eyes again.

His heart sank a little bit. When the coolness of the night slowly penetrated into the hall from the corner of the wall, Yan Shu's body became cold.

He sat stubbornly, like a carved stone, without flesh and blood, unaware of the warmth and cold. He must wait. How can he be reconciled to his decades long dream without a result?

Su Kui felt like she was being crushed by a stone weighing up to a thousand kilograms, together with her soul. She was trapped in this body, unable to escape, but unable to control.

You can only share your body with someone whose soul should have been taken away as a bargaining chip.

There seemed to be a burning sight on her face, Su Kui's closed eyes moved, and she snorted unconsciously from the nasal cavity, hard to lift the thick black and slender eyelashes.

I saw Yan Shu's eyes staring at her, which made her brain in a state of emergency before she was awake. I couldn't help but stare at him in amazement, and asked in a hoarse voice, "you? Why are you... " In CI Ning palace?!

She sat up with her arms propped up on the bed, lifted the tent and looked out. Although the decoration changed, the general decoration pattern still showed that the place she was in was the palace of CI Ning.

So the question is coming, Yan Shuhe, why is it coming again?

Still stare at her, let her wake up, a face appeared on the top of her head, the moment was scared.