Linglie listened to Qingya's words, and the black and bright pupils flashed with approval. He nodded softly: "I've had such a consideration. So, adoration must be OK at the moment. Don't worry. "

He knows that he needs to give his admiration time and opportunity to make contributions. They have been closely investigating outside the prince's mansion. He has also created pressure on the relationship between the two countries. Once the admiration really can't hold up, he will be desperate to save his own prince.

Even if meet on the battleground!

Mu Tianxing will be back soon.

Qingya and Qinglan don't know what they adore, so they pick up the tableware to eat.

Hearing that adoration is not life-threatening, and even getting treatment and care, Qinglan's nose is sour, his heart keeps saying: Thank goodness! thank goodness!

Qingya is also full of excitement. In any case, adoration is to help Qinglan save her. If adoration is really something, her guilt is on the one hand. Thinking of the way that Qinglan cried when she was worried just now, she is also distressed and afraid that this event will affect their relationship.

Think of this, elegant heart suddenly Deng.

After dinner, Ling lie led Mu Tianxing back to his room early.

After all, these two children have been reunited for a long time, which can be regarded as a small farewell rather than a new marriage. They want to ask a lot of questions, but they still have to bear to let them rest first and say something tomorrow.

And tilt blue at the moment mood has relaxed some.

He looked at the elegant and beautiful face, with a shy blush in his ears, and proposed: "summer is about to pass, and the fireflies outside are afraid that the beautiful scenery will not be long, do you want to go and have a look?"

Qingya looked at him seriously and nodded: "well, I miss the fireflies by Yueya Lake."

Tilt blue and smile.

As if she could agree to her suggestion, whatever it was, it would make him excited and happy.

Qingya looked at him like this, and she was hesitant.

The night wind by the lake was slow and the stars were shining, but everything was beautiful but the dreamlike firefly in front of him. Tilt blue didn't hold her hand. He put his hands in his trouser pocket, like a stupid green head who had never been in love. As if his hands were not in his trouser pocket, he didn't know where to put them.

One mouth, he said: "when we were young in India, we caught fireflies. There was a small courtyard where we lived. It was simple but peaceful. Not far from the backyard, there was a thicket of brambles, and then an amber covered with crocodiles. The courtyard, just beside the Taj Mahal, is not beautiful when the sun is setting

Even in the past, when she was a spirit, Qinglan never told her about those wandering years.

She was vaguely aware that her highness had returned at the age of three.

However, the three-year-old thing that I remember so clearly can only show that those years are unforgettable for Qinglan.

The lace tied to the silky hair slipped down slowly. The night wind lifted the girl's soft hair, which made her face more bright and moving, gentle and friendly.

Tilt blue to look at her, step forward, heart beat missed a beat to let fingertips to follow a wisp of hair, seize, and then let go quickly.

Feeling that the distance between the two people was a little closer, he took a step back and looked at her toes devoutly: "Yaya, I'm glad to meet you again, and I'm glad to finally know your name."

But Qingya hesitated for a long time. Then she said softly, "I'm afraid of being alone at night. Would you like to join me?"

Think of before he went to the room of adoration, her eyebrow congealed never had of dignified. I don't want to be further away from him. I think he likes real Zhang Ling and doesn't think it's right. Looking at his casual love at the moment, I can feel his obvious alienation.

Qing Ya can't understand him more and more.

Young girls are in love with each other in the season, especially when they have such a complicated experience.

The blue ears are redder, but they are not obvious in the bright star screen and the fire.

He still hung his head down, his eyes only focused on her crystal clear toes, and some embarrassed said: "well, I can make the floor beside your bed. Call me if you need anything. I can be thirsty and hungry. "

The young man said, there was no echo in the air for a long time.

He couldn't help looking up at her, but he saw that she had just closed her eyes. There seemed to be sparkling water drops on her eyelashes, but they were soon smashed.

He looked at her nervously. "Elegant?"

Qingya took a deep breath and smiled at him in the Moonlight: "sky, I don't know if you are alienated from me now because of your admiration, or because of Zhang Ling. I know she was brought back by you. What are you going to do with her? "

Tilt blue: "..."

He was stunned because he was really asked by her.

If she didn't mention it, he would almost forget that there was really Zhang Ling.

But where is Zhang Ling now? How is it? He doesn't know everything. He just saved her and went out together, and then he was knocked unconscious by Qiao Yekang.

It's supposed to be Joe Yekang.

Qingya thought he was really embarrassed when she saw him with a dull and speechless look. She asked so clearly. If he was because of his admiration, he would admit it. But now he looks like this, which makes her very sad.

"If I don't ask you, are you not going to tell me about Zhang Ling's being brought back?" she said with some trepidation

Tilt blue: "I, you wait a moment, I call little uncle, ask her what is now, and then tell you."

He thought that she asked because she was really Zhang Ling, so he called for her, because she wanted to know, so he helped her to ask the result, and then told her, so that she could feel at ease.

However, just when he really took out his mobile phone and called in front of her, the girl in front of him almost turned around in despair and took a deep breath.

She didn't know that after so many years, the real Zhang Ling would never be kind and pure again under the guidance of yundanxi. If Zhang Ling had no use value for yundanxi, he would never live to the present!

Qinglan takes back her mobile phone and comes to Qingya like asking for credit, saying: "my uncle said that she has been in Beiyue country for a long time and must be investigated by the Security Bureau for a period of time, so she is not in any danger now, and someone will take special care of her!"

Qingya looked at the young man's happy appearance, from the heart to the throat to the bridge of the nose are all sour: "you like her so much and worry about her, why don't you take care of her yourself?"

Over the silly young man, she strode towards the gorgeous palace house.

After a few steps, I was surprised to find it inappropriate to stay here.

The family couldn't find it. It was so big that she had no shelter.