Be Good Chapter 922: Two worlds are impossible

Xie Ci leaned over, wearing a snow-colored brocade robe, like poetry and picturesque.

Even though his eyes were fierce, he couldn't hide his clear and handsome face.

It was just because of his eyes that his originally clear and picturesque appearance looked extraordinarily gorgeous.

It actually adds a lot of color.

There is a kind of man who is as gentle as jade.

The wind blows, blowing the corner of Xie Ci's clothes.

Yuan Changhuan opened his eyes with difficulty.

A pair of peach-blossom eyes are swollen out of shape at this time, and they don't look as charming and seductive as before.

There is no such thing as a lively and fragrant disaster.

It is more powerless and pale.

No matter how beautiful a beauty is, she can't stand such a toss.

Looking at his reflection in his eyes.

Yuan Changhuan let out a low moan from his throat.

"It's cold, it's colder here."

Yuan Changhuan covered his heart, staring at the words of thanks, saying every word.

Just five words.

But it seems that I have exhausted all my strength.

It's over.

He lost his strength and fell to the snow again.

Delicate and charming little face.

Helpless and vulnerable.

Pinching Yuan Changhuan's wrist with his fingers, his phalanges touched her cold skin.

Xie Ci's heart trembled.

The phoenix eyes did not fluctuate, and the thin lips parted lightly, word by word, "I am colder and more painful than you."

After finishing speaking, he flicked his sleeves and threw the cloak on Yuan Changhuan's body.

The voice was indifferent, "Bring the imperial concubine back to the room."

"Yes."

I don't know when.

Two nuns came out from behind the tree.

Carried Yuan Changhuan to the room.

Yuan Changhuan didn't care who it was at all.

Suffering and depressed.

Weakened all over.

Although Xie Ci didn't meet her, that jade power tortured her to the core.

In addition to the cold on the snow...

Like a puppet, the two nuns washed and wiped Yuan Changhuan clean, put him on the bed, covered him with a quilt, and then stood by the bed.

From beginning to end, without saying a word.

Yuan Changhuan only breathed a sigh of relief.

Exhale gently.

Closing your eyes, your mind is overwhelmed.

My heart is also overwhelmed.

Xie Ci's eyes, Xie Ci's words, Chang Sun Jing's eyes, Chang Sun Jing's words, appeared in her mind layer by layer.

Continuously alternate.

Repeat constantly.

Ask yourself, did she like to say goodbye before?

She does not deny that she likes Xie Ci, but she loves...

As for Changsun Jing.

Thinking of Changsun Jing, Yuan Changhuan felt his heart beat faster.

It's like thinking of a lover.

Buried her whole face in the brocade quilt, no, how could she fall in love with Changsun Jing just because of a Gu.

No, not possible.

How could there be such a Gu.

Isn't it already solved?

After removing the Gu, will there still be such sequelae?

As if after a long time, Yuan Changhuan suddenly calmed down.

Whether she loves grandson Jing or not, it doesn't matter, after all, she and Xie Ci have reached this point, and there is no way out.

Yuan Changhuan gritted his teeth.

The red and swollen eyes suddenly opened.

Staring at the snow-white curtain.

With bloodshot eyes, a hint of stubbornness flashed across them.

…

The courtyard next door.

Thank you for standing at the window.

The trees beside me are shedding leaves.

A scene full of autumn flavor.

Xie Ci stood with his hands behind his back.

Staring at the main courtyard.

The main courtyard is also full of autumn, and it is a completely different world from the snow-covered world just experienced.

As for the snow on which Yuan Changhuan fell, it was just a bed with fallen leaves in the middle of the courtyard.

Illusionary formation is not just Changsun Jinghui.

I remember just now.

Xie Ci's eyes became darker and gloomy.

The fists under the sleeves are clenched.

With the cloudless wind and light, the back of the dragon and the phoenix, there are completely two worlds.