Xue Yun looked down at the handkerchief handed over by Zhu Feng, and his heart jumped violently.

That is my handkerchief!

Of course she knew that the handkerchief was always in his hands, but she thought that Zhu Feng would never tell her or anyone.

She thought that was a secret that only he and she knew.

And now, he actually took out the handkerchief.

Could it be

He doesn't mind letting himself know?

He didn't mind letting himself know, so what was he thinking?

For a moment, Xue Yunqian had no reaction and just raised his head and looked at Zhu Feng stupidly.

When she looked up, her eyes were filled with her, and her eyes were filled with shaking tears and rolled down.

A tear mark was drawn on her pale cheeks.

Under the moonlight, the tears reflected a faint cold light.

It looks desolate and sad.

When Zhu Feng saw the tears falling in her eyes, he seemed to have been silently hit by something in his heart, and he frowned slightly.

"you"

“…”

Xue Yun was still a little confused, not knowing what was going on, but she felt a slightly cool cheek passing by. She reached out and touched her fingertips before she felt a wet and heat in her fingertips.

Immediately afterwards, another wave of unconscious tears gushed like a fountain.

Tears seemed to be completely out of her control, and they were flooding in front of Zhu Feng.

“…”

He frowned slightly, looked at Xue Yun's helpless and confused look, and was silent for a long time, and raised his hand.

The handkerchief gently wiped away the tears from her face.

“…!”

At this moment, Xue Yun's heartbeat stopped.

She thought she was dreaming, or perhaps all of this was her imagination, an imagination she had always dreamed of but dared not admit.

Zhu Feng, this arrogant and arrogant Emperor of Yan Kingdom.

She never thought she could get so close to him, and she could not imagine that when his hand reached out to her, she would wipe away her tears so gently.

"emperor……"

Am I dreaming?

"I, am I dreaming?"

When she heard her choking and trembling voice, she realized that she had said the words in her heart. She was so careful, as if she was afraid that her voice would shatter this moment like a dream.

"Am I dreaming?"

But just as she said this carefully, Zhu Feng seemed to suddenly wake up and suddenly retracted his hand.

The handkerchief fell out of his hands and fell to the ground swayingly.

He looked at Xue Yun with his eyes completely clear.

But his brows frowned.

"emperor……"

Seeing him like this, Xue Yun was also a little at a loss for a moment. Should he save him or do something?

Or, she shouldn't do anything.

Zhu Feng had already taken a step back, frowned and looked at the handkerchief that fell on the ground in a deep voice, and did not pick it up, but said hoarsely: "This is yours, I will give it to you."

After saying that, he turned around and wanted to leave.

But just as he took that step, Xue Yun had somehow been confused, but only one thought came up.

He is leaving!

She doesn't want him to leave!

There is a little more faint, inexplicable thought in my heart

She didn't want to end like this.

She stepped forward: "Master!"

Zhu Feng's steps stopped. Although he stopped, he did not look back at her. His tall back seemed so uncertain in the moonlight for the first time.

It seems that I am not sure if I should look back.

He didn't look back at all, but said with his back to her, "What else do you have?"

Xue Yun whispered: "Your Majesty, do you want to return this to me?"
Chapter completed!