Fingers of crossing

As the night fell, the Zhaoling Hall was silent, and the autumn wind gradually picked up, and the veils were blown to dance against the wind, as if separated by clouds and mist.

The inner hall was still lit, and Jiang Ningzui was wearing a thin shirt, leaning against the lamp and flipping through the books in her hand.

There was a sudden slight noise outside the hall, especially clear in the quiet night, Jiang Ningzui shook her head slightly, brushed off the gauze on her shoulders, she got up, and walked quickly outside the hall.

The moon was as bright as a hook in the sky, emitting a dense brilliance. Yan Yilan stood alone by the lotus pond, her gorgeous clothes shielded the cold moonlight, and she looked a little thin.Her heartbeat still kept its original tremor, Jiang Ningzui stood outside the main hall door for a long time, until the throbbing gradually subsided, she walked down the steps and came to Yan Yilan's side.

Jiang Ningzui stared at Yan Yilan by the moonlight, opened and closed her slender lips, obviously wanting to say something, but what she said in a cold voice was full of teasing, "The eldest princess is here to disturb people's dreams again ?”

As if startled by the words, and as if she just noticed the person standing beside her at this moment, Yan Yilan smiled, her lonely expression finally gaining real color, she turned her head to look, and said narrowly: "You I haven't fallen asleep yet, so why bother me?"

Jiang Ningzui asked: "Since you know I'm not asleep, why are you standing outside the hall?"

Yan Yilan laughed playfully, with a little joy, she said: "I just wanted to see how anxious you looked when you came out in a hurry to find me."

She should have known how bad Yan Yilan's temper was. Jiang Ning's face was drunk, her eyes, which were as cold as lakes, were instantly as cold as cold pools. She glanced at Yan Yilan, feeling annoyed for no reason, but she didn't know Is he angry at himself for not living up to expectations, or angry at Yan Yilan for being too blunt.

Wanting to leave immediately, leaving Yan Yilan alone to stand outside the hall and blowing the wind, she suddenly felt that this was tantamount to self-reporting, Jiang Ningzui ignored Yan Yilan's joke, but asked seriously: " Why did the eldest princess come to my Zhaoling Palace today?" The implication was, why would Yang Xuanlin acquiesce in Yan Yilan's coming to her tonight?

The smile on her face was vain and unreal, Yan Yilan looked at Jiang Ningzui and said, "I just want to see you."

Yan Yilan seldom speaks to her in this tone. Jiang Ningzui is a little puzzled, as if she has noticed something strange through Yan Yilan's expression. She failed to get her wish, because in the next second, Jiang Ningzui's eyes suddenly went dark, and Yan Yilan reached out to stroke her brow, as if she wanted to wipe away her frowning brow.

Taking advantage of the opportunity to pat Jiang Ningzui's forehead, Yan Yilan raised her eyebrows and said with a smile: "Why are you not very happy when I come?"

"No one asked the eldest princess to come." Slapping Yan Yilan's bad hand away, Jiang Ningzui coldly dropped this sentence, turned around and walked into Zhaoling Hall first.

Although she spoke forcefully, Jiang Ningzui deliberately slowed down when entering the hall, and it was not until Yan Yilan behind her followed her into the hall that she closed the door behind them.

Perhaps it was because she hadn't been to Zhaoling Hall for a while, Yan Yilan couldn't help but feel nostalgic in her gaze, she walked slowly into the inner hall, lowered her head, picked up the book Jiang Ningzui had read just now, and asked Said: "Are you waiting for me?"

"No." The answer was always faster than her own consciousness, Jiang Ningzui instinctively denied, she hurriedly snatched the book from Yan Yilan's hand, put it aside, and said in a flat voice: "I just can't sleep."

Jiang Ningzui is probably the only person in the world who can speak so hard and calmly and as it should be. Yan Yilan laughed, looking at Jiang Ningzui's figure with her back turned to her by the candlelight, but she felt a little sour in her heart. She reached out and hugged her from behind uncontrollably.

The sudden hug made Jiang Ningzui stagger, she barely supported her body, maintained her balance, and wanted to scold Yan Yilan for the suddenness of this moment, but her heart clenched hard, suffocating her It's hard to breathe.

This hug is as far away as thousands of centuries. During these many days and nights, they met each other but could not hug each other, looked at each other but could not speak, and were strangers to each other. They obviously had thousands of words to express, but in the end it was just a haste Glanced, and then each left.

Thinking about it, Jiang Ningzui straightened her body slightly, she turned her head, turned to Yan Yilan's direction, and said, "You..."

The words only uttered a single syllable, and the rest of the words were melted into Yan Yilan's kiss. The kiss came so suddenly that Jiang Ningzui couldn't dodge it. Being able to let Yan Yilan keep her deeply under her control, chasing her repeatedly with lips and teeth, reason is like a breath that is gradually being exhausted, exhausting bit by bit.

This kiss was strong and domineering, delicate and long, Jiang Ningzui couldn't refuse it, and finally fell into the net of Yan Yilan, and it was difficult to escape.

After the kiss, Jiang Ningzui rested her hands on Yan Yilan's shoulders feebly, panting for a while, her breathing hadn't subsided yet, but she felt Yan Yilan's kiss wandering around her ears and hair, making her breathe Disordered again.

"Ningzui." Yan Yilan's voice was like the hottest and hottest wine, almost burning Jiang Ningzui's ears. She said, stretching out her hand to hug Jiang Ningzui even tighter, each word in a deep and deep voice hoarse. "I miss you."

It's rare to hear Yan Yilan say a few words of love, but Jiang Ningzui can't taste much sweetness at this moment, on the contrary, she only feels that her whole heart is full of bitterness, and the feeling of soreness spreads from her heart , filled between her chest.Too many feelings made Jiang Ningzui at a loss, but her temperament was used to it, so she was still unable to say anything to respond to such strong feelings. Her hands slipped from Yan Yilan's shoulders, and she jerked back. hugged her.

"I understand." Jiang Ning rested her drunken chin on Yan Yilan's shoulder, so Yan Yilan couldn't see the extremely soft expression on her calm face. She spoke with her eyebrows slightly drooping, her tone gentle and sincere. "I'll always be here waiting for you."

This is probably the most love-like promise Jiang Ningzui has ever made, but what she said word by word in a sloppy tone is such a resolute vow, and only Yan Yilan knows that Jiang Ningzui's words are very important to her. How rare it will be.If she said so, she would do it. Jiang Ningzui never knew how to break her promise.

Yan Yilan smiled inexplicably, her profile hidden in the shadows was obscure, as if trying to suppress her inner feelings, she didn't speak, but kissed Jiang Ningzui again, chasing and absorbing desperately , It seems that they want to burn each other's last remaining reason until they die.

Jiang Ningzui was powerless to resist, her reason had already been thrown out of the blue, knowing that her body was entwined like fire, making it impossible for people to break free, but she just closed her eyes silently, letting herself be immersed in Yan Yilan's breath, all senses They are all as vain as a cloud, but Yan Yilan's tactile appearance is so real that she falls into lust willingly.

After a night of indulgence, by the time Jiang Ningzui opened her eyes again, it would be the next day.

The noise outside the hall was extremely noisy, Jiang Ning sat up drunk and confused, she softly called Qingfu's name, but unfortunately the hall was empty, not to mention Qingfu, she didn't even see a shadow of a servant.

Dragging her exhausted body to the side hall, Jiang Ningzui just sat down when she heard the creaking of the hall door, turned her head and saw Luhe hurriedly walking in, her face was as pale as paper, seeing Jiang Ningzui woke up, Pursing his lips, he came to her side nervously.

"Niang Niang." Lu He only bowed, her beautiful face hesitated to speak, and she hesitated for a long time before saying: "The king of Beiyang invites you to come over."

King Beiyang?

Silently put down the teacup in her hand, Jiang Ningzui turned her head to look at Lu He, and seeing her nodding heavily, she silently closed her questioning eyes and said, "Dress me up."

Since Yang Xuanlin came to Yan Country, the relationship between them has been very delicate because of Yan Yilan. Although they are afraid of each other, they have never really confronted each other. It seems that this time, it is Yang Xuanlin who I can't hold my breath anymore.

I think it must have been a lot of suffering from Yan Yilan, and the persimmons have to be picked softly. Since there is nothing to do with Yan Yilan, compared to Yan Yilan, Jiang Ningzui looks better in Yang Xuanlin's eyes Much more bullying.In the eyes of Yang Xuanlin, a young and inexperienced princess, who has relied on Yan Yilan's protection all year round to survive until now, is tantamount to vulnerable.

"Is your empress really going?" Putting on Jiang Ningzui's palace attire, Lu He was still worried, and she couldn't help suggesting: "It's better to report this matter to the Eldest Princess, and let the Eldest Princess decide everything."

Jiang Ning got up drunk, and calmly said: "No need."

Anyway, between her and Yang Xuanlin, sooner or later they will meet each other like this.

When the internal officer invited Jiang Ningzui into the main hall, Yang Xuanlin stood in the center of the hall with his hands behind his back. In the brightly lit hall, his figure looked handsome and tall, like a pine tree growing in the cold and snowy land. Invisibly, a sense of oppression suddenly arises.

Slowly playing with the jasper finger in his hand, Yang Xuanlin's words were as orderly as his movements. "Do you know why the lonely king ordered you here alone?"

Jiang Ningzui returned indifferently: "I dare not speculate on the thoughts of King Beiyang."

Jiang Ningzui's words are always full of humility, but there is also a lingering indifference of rejecting people thousands of miles away, Yang Xuanlin does not speak, and there is a sharp light hidden in his deep eyes , he looked at her from top to bottom.The impression of the cowardly and cowardly princess in my memory is too vague, I only vaguely remember that she was just a child, and she is no match for her sister who fought in the battlefield.Looking carefully now, he suddenly realized that the little girl had grown so big after not seeing her for many years.

The white gauze is like snow, the scorpion head and crescent eyebrows, and the outline is exquisite, like a delicate and beautiful red plum growing in the cold winter.Even though he was just standing there quietly, it was hard to hide the coldness between his brows. Even when facing him, the king of the Yang Kingdom, his expression and posture did not show any fear.

This kind of indifference can undoubtedly arouse the deepest instinct of conquest in Yang Xuanlin's heart. He smiled very coldly and said: "The lonely king promised Feng Yi that he would let you go." He turned around and waved his hands, his voice without any expression. "You go."

Jiang Ningzui looked up at him, countless emotions flashed through her expression, and finally calmed down, she shook her head indifferently, "Impossible."

"Nothing is impossible. If she hadn't begged me personally, how could the lonely king be willing to let you go so easily?" Yang Xuanlin came back to his senses and looked down at her with a look of pity and sarcasm in his eyes. "The lonely king advises you not to be ignorant of what is good or bad. It is the greatest kindness that the lonely king bestows on you if you can leave alive."

The fact was so sudden that Jiang Ningzui frowned slightly, and she murmured in a low voice: "She said, she will find a way."

"That was a lie to you."

Jiang Ningzui still didn't believe it, "She said that she would leave with me."

Yang Xuanlin smiled cruelly, "That's a lie to you too."

"I don't believe it." It was as if a sharp sword pierced his chest, tearing all the cruel things in his heart, and the pain was so painful that he couldn't breathe.Jiang Ningzui took a deep breath, her chest was still sluggish, it was the first time she felt that some words and truths in this world hurt people more than swords.After pursing her lips a few times, she calmly said: "Except for her, no one can tell me to leave for her."

Yang Xuanlin slowly walked down the steps and came to Jiang Ningzui's side, every word was like his approaching footsteps, leaving Jiang Ningzui without any time to breathe.

"What kind of temperament is Feng Yi? Don't you still not know? Without her tacit consent, how could the lonely king order you to come here so easily? Even if she still cares about you a little bit, it is impossible for her to let the lonely king take you away." In the meantime, Yang Xuanlin had already stood in front of Jiang Ningzui, his words were like his cold smile at the moment, using Yan Yilan as the toughest weapon in his hand, little by little Jiang Ningzui seemed Sturdy sanity crushed. "Whether you believe it or not, in the end, the lonely king got her."

After all, Yang Xuanlin closed his eyes slightly, looking at Jiang Ningzui's eyes as cold as a knife's edge. "Jiang Ningzui, you lost."