Charming beauty

The moonlight is like silver, shrouding the street like a light mist, and the sky and the earth are silent.

Two shadows stretched on the ground of the street in the middle of the night.Nalan Mei and Han Feng walked side by side, the night breeze was gentle, her hair fluttered lightly, and the silver and silver robes were soft in the moonlight.

"How is Mr. Nalan recently?"

After a long silence, Han Feng gently opened his mouth to break the suffocating silence.

"Thanks to the concern of the poor family master, these days are going well." Nalan Mei's eyes are soft and bright, like the gentle night, "I don't know how the poor family master is doing recently?" Since Gan Town, it has been almost a month since they were separated. During this period of time, Han Feng was a little thinner than before, and there was a melancholy that could not be dispelled between his brows, but these were not things that Nalan Mei could touch. Some things, as long as you understand them in your heart, especially the so-called feelings .

"It's not bad." Han Feng said this, but he didn't know what he was thinking, and seemed a little absent-minded.

Nalan Mei saw that she was silent again, sighed softly in his heart, and cut to the point with a smile, "What did the master of the poor family want to talk about when he invited me out?"

Han Feng's body was slightly startled, as if he was still struggling to speak. After Nalan Mei waited patiently for a while, Han Feng raised his eyes, his eyes were still hesitant, but his tone was extremely firm, "Master Nalan, do you love me?" Extraordinary?"

There was a hint of sadness in her voice, which made Nalan Mei breathe lightly. He was slightly taken aback, and then smiled like a moon, erratic and tender, "Why does the master of the poor family ask such a question?"

"Forgive me for being abrupt." Han Feng lowered his eyes again, "I just want to know if Mr. Nalan can understand the feeling of loving someone."

Nalan smiled charmingly, "If you have something to say, you may as well speak up."

The night was as cool as water, and the moonlight was like gauze. Han Feng looked at the slightly swaying leaves. After a long silence, she asked, "Mr. Nalan, would you like to hear something about Han Feng?"

Nalan Mei smiled lightly and said nothing, it was a tacit consent.

Han Feng looked at the sky with stars hanging like pearls, his voice was in a trance, as if he was sinking into memories, the amorous feelings leaked between his brows made Yue quietly hide in the clouds: "I had a very happy family, and I had a father who loved me very much. And mother, even though our family lives in the rivers and lakes where the knife is licking blood, we still live carefree under the protection of my parents. I don’t know what sorrow is. At that time, I thought maybe I could live happily like this For the rest of my life, but until one day, I met someone, and such days slowly disappeared..."

"When I was eight years old, it happened to coincide with Mrs. Murong's 30th birthday. Although the Murong family was not prominent at that time, the guests they invited were all famous figures in the world. My father is the head of the Nianhua Sect. So our family is also invited..."

A light smile flashed on Han Feng's face.

"That day, there were a lot of people coming and going. Those so-called influential figures were arguing endlessly for the interests of their sects in the lobby, and so was my father. My mother and Mrs. Murong were good friends. I was introduced into the inner hall where outsiders are not allowed to enter. I am a little girl and I don’t understand anything, so I had no choice but to follow my mother to the inner hall, and then I met him..."

The smile was dreamlike, as if recalling the first time he met Murong You that day.

"...that was the first time I saw him."

Nalan Mei looked at her quietly, of course he knew who she was referring to, but he didn't know whether the true meaning hidden behind her smile was love or hate, or both.The encounter between Han Feng and Murong You, no one knows whether it is good or bad.

Han Feng smiled very gently, giving people a very happy feeling, she continued:

"At that time, he was painting for Mrs. Murong. When he noticed our arrival, he turned his face. The moment I saw his face clearly, I was shocked. It turns out that people can be so beautiful that people can't describe it. , because he was wearing a very happy red dress, I thought he was a girl at that time, so I kept clamoring for him to paint for me, but no matter how much I begged him, he refused, and finally turned around and stared at me coldly. Let's go, after Mrs. Murong's introduction, I found out that his name is Murong You, and he is the third son of Murong's family."

"In the rumors, the third son of Murong is dull and ignorant of worldly affairs. He is different from the first and second sons who are surrounded by the head of the Murong family like stars and the moon in the hall. He is a child who has been forgotten by the head of the Murong family. I was also warned by my father not to get close to Third Young Master Murong, after that meeting, I never saw him again."

Han Feng stopped suddenly, then fell silent, and walked forward silently, the silver water robe poured into the mist of moonlight.Nalan Mei walked beside her quietly, her white robes were as ethereal as a dream in the moonlight.

Walking to a pavilion, Han Feng spoke again, this time she was still smiling, but there was an emotion called pity in her smile.

"The second time I saw him was after Mrs. Murong had an accident."

The pavilion was quiet, only Han Feng's voice trembled slightly.

"The rivers and lakes are like this, as long as a slight weakness is caught, it will be wiped out. The Murong family was taken into account because of the geological advantages of the Immortal Lake, and it caused the family to be wiped out. When my father and mother arrived, Mrs. Murong had already been killed." I saw him again after four years, he hugged Madam Murong, his clothes were stained red with blood, I thought he would collapse, he was not favored since the day he was born, only Madam Murong guarded him, the only one who was kind to him The person who has gone, he is just a child like me, how can he bear it?..."

"No." Nalan Mei gently interrupted her, as if to pull her out of the bad reverie, "He won't collapse because of this." With another smile, Nalan Mei's voice became clear , "He will pick up the sword, take all the revenge and go back, and then take Madam Murong's place to live a good life, 'Keeping one's body is filial piety', he will not understand."

"Yeah." Han Feng nodded, "I witnessed him kill all the invaders with his own hands and save more than [-] members of Murong's family. The smell of blood when he walked in front of me with Mrs. Murong in his arms made me feel sick. I haven’t forgotten it until now. I watched his tired but still straight back slowly walk out of my sight, but it was slowly engraved in my heart. I was brought back to the Nianhuamen by my father, but I kept thinking about Looking at him, I want to know if he is doing well, if he has recovered from Mrs. Murong's blow, when I inherited the Nianhuamen, I found him immediately, and I will stay with him as long as today..."

On the treetops of the moon, Han Feng suddenly raised his head to look at Nalan Mei, his cheeks were dyed the color of the moon, "Master Nalan, I have loved and waited for eight years, so no matter what happens, I will not give up. "Even against him.

As if stabbed by the determination in his eyes, Nalan Mei slightly shifted his gaze, his side face was softly outlined, but slight ripples appeared in his black eyes, which were as still as still water, he lowered his eyes with a calm expression, "The poor family Lord, what do You need me to do?"

Han Feng stared straight at him, "Leave."

Nalan Mei smiled, and Yingrou Yuehui asked, "What can I change if I leave?" He looked back at her with clear eyes, "Guard Dong killed the head of the Murong family and kidnapped the two sons of the Murong family. In Wuliang Mountain, does the master of the poor family think that Murong will just give up?"

"He won't give up, but what if you give up?" The poor family master laughed, "The Eastern Protector will appear in Wuliang Mountain, you arranged it all by yourself, didn't you?"

"That's right." Nalan Mei admitted frankly, but the next moment she pursed her thin lips, and said softly but decisively, "But, I will not give up, and I can't give up. Shenmiaomen needs Murong." Yuedu Kingdom also needs Murongyou , and he... also needs Murongyou.

As soon as his words fell, a dagger slipped out of Han Feng's cuff, and the silver moonlight scattered on Nalan Mei's face without a single ripple. In her throat, she couldn't go any further, she smiled sadly, she really couldn't make a move, she tilted her hand, and the dagger left a light bloodstain on Yaya's neck, and nailed it into the pillar behind Nalan Mei with a ding.

"Master Nalan, we are destined to become enemies."

Han Feng showed a sad smile, and his slender robe drew a graceful arc under the moon, "You are his calamity, and you are also my calamity."

However, Nalan Mei sighed deeply, raised her eyes to stare at the dark night, and murmured softly, "Who knows who is whose robbery?" Staring at the silver figure that was gradually walking away, Nalan Mei opened her mouth softly, her eyes overflowing with splinters, "Lord of the poor family, I can't leave Murong, but I can promise you..."

Han Feng lightly stopped and didn't look back.

"Master of the poor family, I promise you, keep a distance from him."

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