Chapter 917: Killing Three Thousand by Mistake [15]

"Your Majesty is from Shura City?" Huang Beiyue pretended to be surprised, as if she only knew it on the first day.

Looking at her surprised eyes with a little detachment, although he didn't want to reveal it, he still made him aware of it.

"Are you scared?"

Huang Beiyue shook her head and said, "It's not that I'm afraid, I just think it's strange, I heard that the people of Shura City broke off their love, and Your Majesty is not like such a person." ”

"Oh? What's not like it? ”

"The emperor insisted on marrying a foreign daughter at that time, and he overrode public opinion, wasn't it because he liked the queen?" Huang Beiyue raised her eyes slightly, and a cold light swept across his face.

Feng Lianyi suddenly laughed loudly, and the laughter of Lang Lang went up, shaking the snow on the bamboo and began to fall one after another.

Huang Beiyue looked at him, is it so funny? She didn't seem to be telling any jokes.

"Like?" Feng Lianyi's smile still didn't stop, looking at her, it was like looking at the person closest to him, and he could say anything to her, "I really like her flute sound, that flute sound is very special, and all musicians can't imitate it." ”

Huang Beiyue remembered the last time he entered the palace, mixed in the music workers, and was almost killed by him, and understood in his heart, it turned out that he liked the unique sound of the flute, but other music workers did not have the feeling of a queen, so he was always dissatisfied.

"It's just the sound of the flute." Huang Beiyue didn't care much.

Feng Lianyi suddenly restrained his smile and said seriously: "That's not an ordinary flute sound, I was really injured by a ghost-faced person, the wound can't heal for a long time, I must bleed every day to relieve the pain, the pain of the cone is unimaginable to ordinary people, but Wei Yanran's flute sound can relieve this pain, so I kept her." ”

With a slight movement in her heart, Huang Beiyue listened quietly, and slowly the waves in her heart surged, and the sour feeling gradually came up.

Thinking of what Sakura said, she was so sad at the time, but she told her to wake him up, but she couldn't believe that she could do it.

If she couldn't, wouldn't she lose the last shred of pride to him? She is cold by nature and can't tolerate giving herself so much to someone, which would make her lose herself completely.

What should I do now? Suddenly she felt that the road ahead was vast, and she couldn't see the direction at all.

Looking blankly ahead, she stayed for a long time, knowing that Feng Lianyi's hand was gently on her shoulder, and called her in a low voice: "Mrs. Yue? ”

Only then did Huang Beiyue come back to her senses, raised her head and smiled at him, and said, "After Your Majesty's injuries heal, maybe you don't need to listen to the sound of the flute." ”

"No, I love that tune, not only because it heals my injuries."

Huang Beiyue was stunned again, pulled the collar of the cloak, and said, "It's cold outside, let's go in." ”

Feng Lianyi nodded, he had said so much to her here today, his tone was very peaceful, and he got along very well, unlike the previous times, there was always a kind of barrier that could not be crossed, standing in front of them.

Now she is a little less guarded, and he likes to talk to her like this.

"Let's go back." He walked ahead and leveled the snow on the ground so that it wouldn't be so difficult for her to walk.

Huang Beiyue saw his footsteps and didn't want to be emotional, so she raised her head and looked into the distance.

In the distance, a cloud of black smoke slowly floated up, staggering into the sky.

Huang Beiyue's feet suddenly stopped, and with a 'click' under her feet, a pile of snow was trampled on!