Clear and Muddy Loss of Love (MTL) (1)

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Back in the dorm room, Qi Yan's heart throbbed. She missed Nangong Jingnu. She came back day by day with contradiction and heavy mood.

People who have read all the way are close at hand and within reach, instead they have a feeling of closeness and cowardice, which has never happened before.

Nangong Jingnv's eyes were as red as a little white rabbit. She slightly raised her head and stared at Qi Yan without blinking, as if she was afraid she would disappear when she blinked.

Because something was wrong in the palace, Nangong Jingnv was wearing a plain palace dress. Three thousand blue silk discs combed a married woman's hair style. Only a black cricket was inserted into the head. No other accessories.

Since the day after the two got married, Nangong Jingnv has been combing this hair style for many years.

But somehow, looking at these today, Qi Yan's heart gave birth to a responsibility and impulse.

For a moment, Qi Yan even thought impulsively: Should you tell each other the identity of her woman?

Jin Wushu's true words echoed in Qi Yan's ears. In this situation ... Will the other party really forgive himself?

But all this just stops in the category of thinking, after all, Qi Yan is no longer a child. She didn't dare to gamble, let alone let it go.

It's just that Qi Yan clearly sees his heart towards Nangong Jingnv, and once he is in love, he always wants to monopolize more.

Qi Yan wants to ask Nangong Jingnu: If I am a woman like you, is the love in your eyes the same?

...

Qi Yan depressed delusion, slowly raised her hand to touch the face of Nangong Jingnv's reduced face, but the other side grabbed Qi Yan's hand and bit her back hard.

Qi Yan frowned, pressed his lips and pressed the painful cry that was about to overflow. When he felt a few drops of warm liquid dripping onto the back of his hands, Qi Yan's heart also ached.

Qi Yan took a step forward, letting Nangong Jingnv bit her, holding her in her arms with her other hand, and tightening her arms, she said softly, "Why is your highness thin?"

Nangong Jingnu's breathing was stagnation, she let go of Qi Yan's hand, and symbolically broke away a few times, pretending to be vicious: "No matter what happens in the future, you must not put yourself in danger!"

Qi Yan: "Yes."

Nangong Jingnu: "Promise me!"

Qi Yan: "The minister agreed."

Nangong Jingnv's body relaxed, "Viciousness" faded, revealing the fragility of her heart, holding back Qi Yan, whispering, "I still have a face saying I'm thin, aren't you?"

Qi Yan: "The minister is just ..."

Nangong Jingnu: "Huh?"

Qi Yan took a deep breath and stuck it to Nangong Jingnv's ear, and said softly, "I miss His Highness."

Nangong Jingnv's cheeky face is pink, and the corners of her mouth unconsciously evoke a hint of coyness: "You have a smooth mouth."

Qi Yan: "The sun and the moon can be learned."

Nangong Jingnu: "I see ... me, me too."

Qi Yan gave a long sigh, rested her chin on the shoulder of Nangong Jingnv, sniffed the familiar fragrance on the other side, and closed her eyes contentedly.

I thought that I missed the smell of grass all the time, but I didn't get used to the smell of my hometown.

Nangong Jingnv's nose twitched, and she took two photos of Qi Yan: "Go and take a bath and change your clothes, your body is smelly!"