Leng Xiao forgot to hold his breath for a moment. He had deep inner strength and the mountain was extremely quiet, so it was not surprising to be discovered.
Leng Xiao grabbed a handful of weeds and slid it down. When he walked about two feet in front of the tombstone, he said coldly: "Stop, don't come any closer. What are you doing here so late?"
His eyes were like sharp knives, scraping across her face.
Leng Xiao said softly: "I don't want to disturb you, but I lost my bracelet when I came here during the day. This bracelet is very important to me, so I came here to look for it. I didn't know that His Highness was here."
"Really?" Nangong Yitian obviously didn't believe it.
Leng Xiao nodded and pretended to look back. Suddenly he squatted down and held a piece of withered grass in his hand, using a blind trick to turn it into a sandalwood bracelet. He said in surprise: "I found it. It's really here."
She turned around holding the bracelet and raised her eyebrows in surprise to show that she was not lying.
He stared at the bracelet for a while, and then his defensive look faded away, but his face was still cold, "Now that you have found it, go back and take care of the emperor's grandson."
Leng Xiao said: "I am going back. Do you want to stay here, Your Highness? You are exposed late at night, Your Highness, please take care of yourself."
In her heart, he was still the prince with a leg injury, and the pain would be unbearable at night.
I always feel that he is still very weak.
Nangong Yitian said nothing, just raised the wine jar, raised his head to the sky and took a sip.
When the smell of wine was blown by the wind, everyone in the mountains seemed to be drunk. Leng Xiao smelled the wine and thought it was very strong.
She frowned and said, "Your Highness, please drink less. If the emperor's grandson's mother sees you like this, she will probably not rest in peace."
"I just told her not to rest in peace!" Nangong Yitian said coldly.
These words were full of hatred.
Leng Xiao was startled. Is she just being sentimental?
"Aren't you going to get out?" His voice was raised a little higher, and he looked even more angry.
Leng Xiao glanced at him and said: "Your Highness, although the emperor's grandson's condition is under control, the situation may change at any time. Please put aside the past and put the emperor's grandson first."
"You talk too much." Nangong Yitian said coldly.
Leng Xiao looked at the tombstone, then at him, and said as if he had made up his mind: "If His Highness can't let go of the past, I have a way for you to make it clear to the mother of the emperor's grandson. After you make it clear, Your Highness It’s better to focus all my thoughts on the emperor’s grandson, which will be of great benefit to the emperor’s grandson’s condition, and it is also my duty.”
Nangong Yitian looked at her with cold eyes, "Tell the dead man clearly? How to say it? Invite the ghost here? Are you a doctor or a magician?"
Leng Xiao took a step forward and said: "I am a doctor, and my duty is to treat people's diseases. Diseases in the body are diseases, and diseases in the heart are also diseases."
The dim light fell on Nangong Yitian's face through the shade of the trees. Amidst the mottled light and shadow, his cold eyes still hid a trace of hope that shouldn't be there, "In that case, call her out."
Leng Xiao looked at him and slowly stepped closer, "Your Highness, look into my eyes."
Nangong Yitian stared at her eyes, seeming to be mocking or sullen, but he just stared at her.
Mo Xuan's system was opened and a hypnosis array was set up.
Mist began to rise around them, covering them layer by layer. The mist enveloped the two of them, leaving only a shadow.
Nangong Yitian waved his sleeves and brushed it, but it could not remove the mist. In fact, the mist began to thicken, and gradually, even the shadow on the opposite side could not be seen.
He didn't seem to be in front of Leng Xiao's grave, but in a misty place. His thoughts seemed to be dominated by something. There was only Leng Xiao's face in his memory. He never wanted to think of her, but this face always appeared in his mind. mind.
It can't be brushed off.
"Nangong Yitian!" Suddenly, a familiar voice appeared in his ears.
