Maybe he was confused by her ignorant eyes, or maybe he was touched by her words "You're back".

Lian Qing suddenly put his arm around her neck and hugged her tightly.

Wen Xinlan's lips curled up slightly, her beautiful eyes narrowed slightly, and then she took the initiative to hug him back, "Lian, why did you come back? I've been waiting for you for a long time..."

Listening to her slightly angry voice, it was like a stay-at-home woman complaining that her husband came home late and made her anxious.

Lian Qing was moved in his heart and hugged her tighter. He couldn't help but soften his tone and said, "It's my fault..."

Never mind.

At this moment, no matter whether she was being insincere or pretending, he wanted to hold her like this.

He needs this kind of warmth so much.

Lian Qing pursed her lips tightly, slid his big palm over her cool arms, picked her up, and walked straight to the couch.

Wen Xinlan's heart froze, but she leaned her head obediently into his arms, fully prepared for whatever he did.

But he just hugged her and put her on the couch. He didn't even take off his clothes. He lay down next to her and nestled in her arms like a child. His warm cheek occasionally brushed against her neck and did nothing.

, just... fell asleep without saying anything.

The shallow breathing in his ears indicated that the man had fallen into a deep sleep.

Wen Xinlan looked down at the half-exposed cheek of the man beside her neck. The ugly scar made her frown in disgust, and she resisted the urge to push him away.

He reached up with his long fingers, pulled out the hosta on top of his hair, and pulled it tightly into his palm.

The clear white moonlight casts on the silver hairpin, reflecting the frightening white light, getting closer to the man's slightly pulsing carotid artery little by little.

Wen Xinlan's beautiful eyes were filled with murderous intent.

The beautiful cheeks are all twisted and cruel.

He was right next to her, defenseless. As long as she fell down, she could avenge the humiliation she suffered today. As long as she fell...

The silver hairpin on his hand was just a mile away from piercing his skin, and Wen Xinlan's palms became sweaty.

This man is the man who has been by her side for fifteen years.

He may also be the last man who truly loves her...

The moment she hesitated, the man who had been sleeping with his eyes closed suddenly opened his eyes and looked at her insidiously.

Wen Xinlan was so frightened that her palms trembled, and the silver hairpin suddenly fell down, but it still opened a gash in his neck.

The gushing blood made her even more frightened. She stared at his darkening face in fear, shook her head and hid in the bed, her voice trembling, "Lian, I'm not, I didn't mean it,

I'm not..."

She just thought that, but she knew in her heart that he could never die even now...

But what she didn't expect was that this man had been pretending...

Lian Qing stared coldly at the hairpin with his blood that fell from his neck, and there was something silently falling in his eyes.

He raised his head and looked at the frightened and helpless woman in front of him with a gentle but yet sharp look, his beautiful lips curled coldly, "Lan, the knife is poisonous..."

"..." Wen Xinlan's eyes flashed, and her eyes fell on the red color exposed on his neck which gradually turned black, and his face also became pale, but his tiger eyes were extremely cold and sharp.

Wen Xinlan was unsure of his physical condition at the moment and did not dare to relax easily. She shrank and shook her head, "Lian, I don't..."

"Enough!" Lian Qing suddenly shouted loudly, his forehead was covered with fine beads of sweat, and his breathing became difficult and rapid. He clasped the edge of the bed with one hand and sat up from the couch with difficulty.

A mouthful of black blood spilled from his bluish lips, and the clothes on his chest bloomed one by one.

He burst out laughing twice, his eyes filled with red blood, and he gave her a serious look.

Then he covered his injured neck and stumbled out.

After his figure disappeared, Wen Xinlan sat on the couch in a daze.

Why, why did she feel a pain in her heart when she saw him leaving in such a miserable way, as if something had completely left her.

And this mood that made her feel abnormal was soon forgotten by her.

What he does has never been her business, so it's not worth her to spend time on him.

What comes to mind.

Wen Xinlan's nerves were tense, Lian Qing had been poisoned by her, and he would definitely go to Loulan Jun now...

Breathing heavily, she hurriedly got up from the couch and walked out quickly.

When she walked out of the hall, she fainted and fell on the woman who called Xi'er.

Xi'er seemed to hesitate for a moment before taking him into the palace.

Wen Xinlan couldn't help but feel a little anxious.

Only then did she feel that what she had just done was really reckless.

Now that he has been brought into Loulan Jun's territory, if Loulan Jun gets any news from him, then she...

The more I think about it, the more anxious I become.

Wen Xinlan bit her lip, half-squinted her eyes, and stared at Chaohui Hall opposite.

After a while, her eyes lit up and she suddenly walked towards the palace opposite.

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Dragon Palace.

Tuoba Yu placed Bo Liuzhiqing on the couch, took off her shoes and socks himself, untied the cloak straps at the collar, lifted the quilt and covered her body, all in one movement.

And he himself sat quietly by the couch, holding her soft little hand in his big hand, staring at her tender white fingertips with his lowered eyes.

Bo Liuzhi was lying on the bed, and only half of his beautifully contoured cheek could be seen.

His thin lips were slightly pursed, and his thick black eyelashes hung down, leaving dark traces under his eyes. Perhaps it was because he had not slept well for many days, and the black and blue under his eyes were a bit serious.

Feeling a slight pain in his heart, Bo Liuzhi shook his hand in return.

Tuoba Yu raised his thick eyebrows slightly, looked at her quietly, his eyes touched her bright pupils, his eyes darkened, then he took off his boots and clothes, and lay down next to her.

But he was facing her with his elbows half propped up, one hand gently stroking the wild hair around her ears, and his fingertips intentionally or unintentionally scraped the tender skin of her cheeks. The soft and smooth feeling seemed to be able to escape from him all at once.

The fingertips penetrated into his heart.

Tuoba Yu's Adam's apple made a slight swallowing motion, and he turned around to cover her, completely surrounding her within his sphere of influence.

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Chapter completed!