Feng Lian Yue Hua Leng

When Huang Qingyue walked to the door, she saw such a scene. Although there were constant quarrels, it was always bustling. She hadn't felt at home for many years.

"Yi...Prince Yi, come in and sit down."

Seeing the slight change in the expression of the boy in white, Chen Yin became a little flustered for a moment. When he was a child, he always felt some weird emotions when he saw the only child of his sister. Even though he hadn't seen him for so many years, he still felt the same.

"Uncle, Qingyue is here this time, I hope uncle will not blame me."

After taking his seat, the boy in white looked at the only uncle who was not very close, and spoke softly.

"What did Prince Yi say, hurry up, go and serve the wine and food."

Chen Yin had a smile on his face. Although his relationship with his only nephew was not good, it was not that bad. Moreover, when his younger sister Chen Yuanyuan left, she entrusted herself to take good care of him. After all these years, she really did not do her best to her uncle. Looking at this young man who looked somewhat similar to Chen Yuanyuan, he couldn't help but feel a little guilty.

"Cousin, you have been traveling from the capital, and the journey has been really hard. Father has heard that you are coming here, and has already made arrangements for you."

Chen Hao and Chen Jin looked at such a handsome young man, and felt jealous in their hearts, but now they didn't dare to offend them, so they talked flatteringly.

"You two cousins, I haven't seen each other for many years, so Qingyue can't recognize them."

Looking up at the two smiling faces beside her, Huang Qingyue actually knew that her two cousins ​​were really incompetent. My uncle was so wise in this life that he might have been defeated by her two cousins. I came here this time with a mission. Although I am not close to this uncle, he still understands how this uncle is, but it is hard to say about these two cousins.

"Cousin is joking. Cousin's splendor is truly unparalleled in the world. Cousins ​​can only hope to catch up."

"Ha ha."

A few people were talking when a servant came in.

"General, the food and drink are ready."

"Prince Yi, please."

Chen Yin led the young man towards the dining room.

After finishing the meal, they sat down and chatted for a while, and then Chen Yin led Huang Qingyue down to rest.

Looking at the back of the departing white-clothed man, Chen Yin became a little dazed. Just now, the young man in white-clothed just listened quietly. He said very little, and seemed very quiet. This nephew didn't look as cowardly as the rumors said. Surprised.

"Is everything ready?"

In a somewhat vulgar room, Chen Hao was looking coldly at the kneeling man below.

"Master, everything is ready, and the subordinates even added drugs to their tea."

"Okay, if this is done, my young master will never treat you badly."

"My subordinate understands."

"Okay, let's go."

After finishing speaking, Chen Hao waved his hands, and the kneeling man in black went out.

Huang Qingyue, I told you to do something wrong, but to offend the fourth prince, don't blame me, my cousin, for not taking care of you. Thinking of this, my eyes revealed a sinister look. If you have the ability to come here, it depends on whether you have If I can go back, if I am not afraid that my father will find out, how can I be manipulated by others.

Huang Qingyue, who was preparing to rest in the room, suddenly felt the danger approaching her, her eyes narrowed slightly, this little trick actually wanted to restrain him, and she underestimated Huang Qingyue, it seems that there is indeed something wrong with her uncle .

The expected danger disappeared in an instant, Huang Qingyue turned around lightly, and saw that the incomparably enchanting young man in red appeared in front of her eyes.

Quietly staring at those evil eyes, Huang Qingyue's heartbeat paused slightly, the pain began to stir, she frowned lightly, and calmed down in an instant,

"Huang Qingyue, are you shocked to see this son?"

Chu Fengyu looked at the white-clothed boy who was more indifferent than before, the corner of his mouth curled up in sarcasm, and he opened his mouth evilly.

"What? You don't want to see this prince? Or are you afraid of seeing him? Don't forget, it was this prince who temporarily let you go back to Beihuang. If this prince wants to, you have to go back to him at any time."

Pressing the young man in white step by step, Chu Fengyu reached out and grabbed the hanging wrist, trying to pull him into his arms.

"Chu Fengyu, let me go."

Faced with this person's sudden movement, Huang Qingyue's watery eyes were cold and condensed, with luck in her palm, she broke away from the person's hand that was grabbing her wrist.

"Hehe, Huang Qingyue, I haven't seen you for a few months, and my temper is growing. However, this son seems to like you more and more like this."

Saying that, he smiled wickedly.

"Chu Fengyu, you should pay it back. Huang Qingyue has already paid it off. Don't think about what else you can get. The concubine mother has already gone, and we no longer owe each other. Your revenge is really good. Today's Huang Qing Yue, how can there be half a face in front of the world, only a dilapidated body and a dying life, hehe, cousin."

Hearing the young man's extremely cold and stern voice, which also contained a trace of intangible sadness, Chu Fengyu felt a pain in his heart, as if something needed to be vented. He looked at the young man in white quietly, and the last two words, A cold light flashed across Chu Fengyu's charming phoenix eyes, which was so shocked that it disappeared in an instant.

"Huang Qingyue, even if you only have these things left, this prince will still not let you go, it's only because your body is too tempting."

After speaking, Chu Fengyu moved his hands. Huang Qingyue has now made up her mind not to entangle him anymore. Tranquility, no longer be bound by all kinds of things in this world, no longer be bewitched by him, and feel sad for him.

So, the two fought in the house, but not long after, they saw the boy in white trapped in Chu Fengyu's arms.

Stretching out his hand towards Huang Qingyue's wrist, Chu Fengyu frowned tightly. How could he say that this person is getting weaker and weaker? It turns out that the injury has not healed all this time, and it seems that he was bitten by the Xuanyin Flute With a lot of internal strength, I'm afraid it's really what he said now, only a broken body. Thinking of this, Xie Mei's phoenix eyes revealed an imperceptible color of pity.

"Chu Fengyu, how can you let me go?"

Desperate and helpless words revealed the exhaustion and powerlessness in Huang Qingyue's heart. She couldn't love, and couldn't hate. Huang Qingyue, what should you do? This person is her cousin, and it's through hatred Blood relatives, as Lin Ruoxuan said, there is an insurmountable gap between them.

Chu Fengyu lowered his head and gently sniffed the orchid fragrance on the young man in white. He closed his eyes and held his breath for a while before slowly making a sound.

"Don't think about it in this life."

After speaking, he picked up the boy in white and walked towards the bed in the inner room. He admitted that he could not let go of the smell of the boy in his arms. Since he needed him so much, he didn't care whether he had paid off or not You all need to stay by your side.

The bead curtain was blowing by the wind, and the warm tent was condensing the fragrance. Chu Fengyu put down the boy in white and stared closely at those vivid water eyes, which were sparkling and flowing.

His subordinates slowly tore off the young man's robe, and when the layers of robes fell apart, a fair and clean body appeared.

Huang Qingyue's eyes moved slightly, even though he had been honest with each other for a long time, he would still feel ashamed in such a situation, and his cheeks were stained with blush inadvertently.

Chu Fengyu, if you could know my mind, would you still treat me like this?Hehe, I was wrong, you Chu Fengyu had no intentions, how could I expect you to have the same thoughts for me as I do.

"Moon."

Chu Fengyu looked at the quiet and orchid-like young man in front of him, softly chanted his name, then lowered his head to find the watery lips imprinted on it, which was still so cold, soft and sweet.