Prince, Not Tonight

Yun Meng was suddenly overwhelmed by a bone deep grief, which came surging forth, biting cold like the tides.

Tears leaked out from the corners of her eyes, but she didn't know if it was for her, for her mother, or for that gentle and soothing call.

The back of Nan Si Yue's hand splashed a drop of warm liquid.

Suddenly, he seemed to have realized something. The pair of pincers on Yun Fei's neck loosened.

Yun Xu gasped for breath, and then clutched his neck as he began to cough violently.

His face was still red, and gradually, there was some popularity.

She had walked before the door to hell.

"Don't come near me while I'm sleeping." However, she did not intend to apologize. She merely stepped back a little and coldly commanded.

Yun Xu was too focused on coughing, how could he say anything. Even if she could speak, she wouldn't dare.

Nan Si Yue was also an expert that he couldn't afford to offend. If he wanted to live longer, then please stay far away.

When she was finally able to catch her breath, she pitifully protested, "I just want to cover myself with a shirt …"

At this moment, Nan Si Yue's hand was casually resting on the bed, pressing down on a corner of her multicolored dress. He was startled for a moment before quickly hiding his expression. He then picked up the thick red wedding dress and tossed it to her.

How could Yun Fei dare to be noisy? He accepted it gratefully, wrapped his coat around himself, and shrunk back to the side of the table, not daring to breathe out.

However, after this incident, she didn't want to sleep anymore. He sat on the bed for a while before suddenly standing up and striding towards the door.

He left in a hurry, instead of his usual steadiness. The door opened and a cold wind rolled in, and Cloudburst shivered, wincing at the sight. When he looked up again, he saw that Southmoon was a long way off.

She didn't chase after him. Instead, she stuck out her tongue and made a face at his back. She muttered, "It's better if we leave now. We can give the bed to me." Then, impolitely, she went to the bed, pulled up the quilt, and curled into it.

Strangely, this was the place where he had been lying, but there was not even a trace of hot air.

But the pillow was fragrant, the cool, faint, alfalfa smell.

The bed was soft.

Yun Xu contentedly turned his body, smacked his lips, and quickly fell asleep.

A dreamless night.

For the first time, that strange nightmare that Ye Wu Chen had been pestering her with didn't appear.

A faint smell of alfalfa lingered in her nostrils, no less.

The jade pendant that Tang San returned and was hung on her chest once again had a luster of luster.

The next morning, Yun Xu woke up feeling refreshed. She stretched, kicked her legs and shook her hands in front of the door, recovering her spirit.

A servant girl who had long since helped her wash up walked over with a smile and waited respectfully by the side.

Cloudfall finished his exercise, wrung out a towel for himself, wiped it carelessly, then threw the towel aside and dashed out like a runaway wild horse.

His mission today was to tour the mansion properly!

Previously, she had always been cautious and had never toured this place before. She was afraid that Tang San would suddenly go back on his word and kill her.

If she did not take advantage of this opportunity to take a good look around, then when she left in the future, even if she boasted about this matter to others, Little Tree and Little Grass might not be willing to believe it.

Of course, it was also better to investigate where it was easier to escape to …