Chapter 204

Mu Ziling finds that his thoughts are carried farther and farther away by long Xiaoyu's tenderness at the moment, and his thoughts are drifting farther and farther away

However, the softest part of the left chest becomes warm and soft with the drifting thoughts.

I don't know when she began, she gradually faded the set of etiquette of respect and inferiority to long Xiaoyu.

Even though she didn't like it at all, she did it because she just regarded him as his royal highness.

At that time, even if she lived under the same roof with him, she could not even look up and look down, as if separated by mountains and rivers, and could never meet.

But now, when she finds long Xiaoyu around, she is no longer her.

She found that when she didn't see long Xiaoyu half a month ago, she would always think of him frequently in her spare time, thinking of his good, his bad and his little bit by bit;

she found that she didn't just regard him as the revered king praying Royal Highness, just because she regarded him as the person she liked.

So, in front of the people you like

I don't know when, in front of him, she began to like to fight with him, quarrel with him, and fight against him, just because she wanted him to lead her and let her;

I don't know when, she would get angry and play small sex in front of him, just because she wanted to get the pet and love he won;

I don't know what to start from At that time, she wanted to release her grievances in front of him, just because she was greedy, greedy to get more care and love from him.

I don't know So many don't know, but she knows that she really likes long Xiaoyu.

This kind of love is far more profound than she imagined.

That thick, that deep, seems to have gradually extended to love, not seems to have extended to love, but has extended to love.

Now she can no longer deny an indisputable fact: Mu Ziling can no longer control his heart, can no longer find any excuse to escape, to deny his already lost heart.

She loves him, she lost her heart to him, but the seeds of love for him are planted in her heart. They grow roots, sprout, blossom and bear fruit in the end.

This fruited love, full of her heart, unknowingly, has been deeply rooted, embedded in the bone marrow, and then difficult to pull out.

Even if it is pulled out, in the end, it will be torn black and blue by the deep roots firmly rooted, scarred, leaving behind the pain that can't be eliminated from generation to generation.

It's not easy to fall in love with someone, and it's even harder to love someone. She doesn't know what will happen in the future, and she doesn't want to guess.

Maybe she shouldn't worry about the future or his identity, whether he is long Xiaoyu or his royal highness.

Love is love, she should wantonly give yourself a chance to love him.

At least for the moment, she is still his wife, at least for the moment, she is still around him, at least for the moment, she can still have his tenderness.

His tenderness, his thoughtfulness, at first glance nothing, but bit by bit, strands of cohesion, seems to be able to turn into a warm hot spring pool water, let her fall into it greedily, sink to unable to extricate herself

With Mu Ziling's long hair like splashing ink, long Xiaoyu is about to hold her sleepy in his arms -

at this time, lying on his thigh, Mu Ziling, who has been asleep for a long time, subconsciously climbs into his soft arms.

Then, her small head in his warm arms greedily rubbed a few times, and then fell asleep.

Feeling Mu Ziling's sudden intimacy, long Xiaoyu is about to raise his hand. First, he has a meal, and then his heart is warm, and his whole body is warm.

The long and soft breath of muziling came from his ear. Long Xiaoyu raised his hand and gently held the little man in his arms, like holding the most rare treasure in the world.

His warm, broad hands caressed her soft, dark hair.

Mu Ziling put out his hand around his thin waist, and his cheek was close to his warm and strong chest, listening to his steady and powerful heartbeat.

Greedily smelling the unique cold plum breath on him, Mu Ziling, who is like a dream, wakes up, slowly evokes a radian of happiness and satisfaction, as if immersed in the best dream

I saw her rubbing in his arms a few times, curved lips slightly moving, mouth gently whispered: "long Xiaoyu."

"Long Xiaoyu."

"Long Xiaoyu."

……

Her voice is very small, but in this quiet bedroom, repeatedly these three words, but clearly into the ears of long Xiaoyu.

It's so nice that he thinks about him in his dreams! Long Xiaoyu's dark and cold eyes crossed a little bit of joy light.Long Xiaoyu butts his head against Mu Ziling's head, rubs it intimately, lowers his head, and kisses her soft hair.

Then, he gently picked up Mu Ziling, who was intoxicated in the gentle countryside he had woven, went to the bed, gently put him on the ice jade bed, and then sat down with him.

The cold ice jade bed is made of ice for thousands of years. It's very hard, but in order to make muziling sleep soundly, it has already been covered with a thick layer of natural cotton cloth.

The cold ice jade bed is soft and soft. It's very comfortable and soft for people to lie on. The thick cotton cloth can't cover up the cold of the cold ice jade bed. It's still dark and cold. It's hard for ordinary people to bear.

But at the moment, the two people on the bed are comfortable and leisurely, close to each other and embrace each other.

The dawn breaks, the time is quiet.

The dawn of the morning uncovers the soft veil in the dark night and spits out the bright and gentle morning light.

Inside and outside the palace is quiet. Long Xiaoyu sits at the head of the bed with his back on the soft back behind him. Mu Ziling sleeps sweetly with half of his body in his arms.

Long Xiaoyu's eyes are full of deep feeling and stares at the sleeping little woman in his arms. Finally, he drops his eyes and sees Mu Ziling on his left arm.

He gently picked up her arm, slowly rolled up her sleeve, revealing her white arm.

There is a hollow star shaped mark on the slender white arm. Long Xiaoyu stares at the star shaped mark, and his face gradually converges. His eyes, which were originally soft and affectionate, squint slightly, flashing a complex light.

He raised his hand, stretched out his soft and moist index finger, and stroked the hollow star shaped mark back and forth. The dark and deep light of his eyes became more and more complex

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Mu Yixue ran out of Jingxin garden in a mess and walked aimlessly.

Like a walking corpse, the whole person is confused and staggering, from day to night, from night to day.

Mu Yixue doesn't know where to go now. Her heart is full of hate and pain, interwoven and mixed together.

Two thoughts of hate, it seems to be entangled into a knot, how also can't untie, tightly grasp in every corner of her body, suffering her nearly suffocated.

Walking, Mu Yixue went into a strange and deep forest.

There was no sound in the woods except the whirring wind and the rustling sound of the leaves.

Mu Yixue is holding a towering ancient tree in her arms. After a few big breaths, she squats on the ground in a paralytic shape, her back leaning against the broad tree trunk, her hands holding her shoulders, burying her face deeply in her knees and crying.

She prayed to her Royal Highness for love, because she admired Ziling, cruelly hurt her and destroyed her face.

Her dearest mother in the world, because of Mu Ziling, warned her again and again and turned a deaf ear to her injury.

Finally, she placed her only expectation on the "father" who had spoiled her since childhood.

However, in the end, because of Mu Ziling, he angrily denounced her face to face, saying that he did not pursue the harm she had done to Mu Ziling over the years

Mu Yixue's cry stopped, his father, no, how can Mu Zhenguo's hands appear without any reason that she bullies Mu Ziling's information?

Every time she goes to make trouble for mu Ziling, there is no one else except Mu Ziling's timid servant girl. Therefore, even that servant girl can't know everything.

Is there a powerful figure hidden around muziling?

If so, what happened in those years

Ha ha, how ridiculous Why can Mu Ziling get so many people's favor? What on earth can she do!

Mu Yixue just stopped to cry a little, puzzled for a moment, and then burst into tears.

The more she cried, the more she hated and envied.

Long Xiaoyu's cold face, like an endless vicious circle, appears in her upset mind.

Mu Yixue couldn't stop her tears. A cold female voice came to her ear: "I didn't expect that Miss Mu Er, who has always been a respectable girl, would be reduced to such a state. Tut Tut, it's really pitiful."

Mu Yixue's cry suddenly stopped. She raised her head with hazy eyes and saw a man in black standing in front of her eyes.

Because she couldn't see clearly, Mu Yixue blinked, squeezed out the tears in her eyes, let the tears flow out from the corner of her eyes, and then clearly saw the person in front of her.

No, I can't say I saw it clearly.

Because the man in front of him was wearing a black cape and a black hat with a cape on his head, and his whole body was wrapped up in darkness.

Even if there is a cloak and hat, her hair and face are still carefully wrapped with black cloth, and even her eyes are covered with a layer of black gauze. People can't see her look, but they can feel the coldness in her eyes, just like cold blood.Even at this moment, the dawn of dawn hit her, still gives a strange and gloomy feeling.

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