Chapter 1729 Familiar

Not to mention, there is also the bed she is lying on now. The tent is made of top-quality celestial silk. The thin blanket on her body and the quilt under her body are obviously not carved with a spirit gathering talisman, but she sleeps on it. I feel that the spiritual energy is pouring into the body continuously, and it is still gentle and pure, without any harm to the body.

Xi Yue slowly sat up from the bed, glanced around again, and frowned slightly.

Sure enough, it wasn't her illusion. This room was clearly luxurious and elegant, and every detail was exquisite. The room was spotlessly clean, but it gave her a cold, even lonely feeling.

She was about to stretch out her hand to open the bed curtain and sit up from the bed when a low male voice suddenly came from her ear, "Awake?"

Xi Yue's whole body trembled violently. She even forgot that the sound of shock was so close to her that it suddenly sounded, but she was not surprised because the sound was so familiar.

Familiar with that, everything about that person has already been integrated into her soul, and it is deeply imprinted.

It only takes two simple syllables to make her blood boil.

Xi Yue got up suddenly, and rushed towards the direction of the sound at almost a sprint speed.

A pair of lotus and jade-like crystal bare feet stepped on the cold blue brick floor, but she didn't notice it.

The layers of tents were lifted, and a man's tall and straight back came into view not far away.

The man was wearing a moon-white robe, and stood with his hands behind his back.

The figure standing alone, standing there like a clear frost and proud bamboo, is so familiar, so familiar, Xi Yue's eyes instantly became red and moist.

She always felt that that person had disappeared for a long time.

Without his affectionate gaze, without his tolerant and indulgent smile, without his deep and gentle words, when she dreamed back at midnight, she was always so cold that her heart was tearing apart in pain.

With trembling hands, Xi Yue opened the door curtain made of crystal beads, a hoarse voice overflowing her lips and teeth with endless longing and pain, "Nangong..."

The last "Yu" has not been called out, and the man in front has turned around.

For the first time, Xi Yue did not see the man's face, but met a pair of dark eyes like ink.

Silence, indifference, and coldness, as if the cold could not be dissolved in thousands of years.

Xi Yue's call suddenly got stuck in his throat, and the scorching passion in his eyes that could burn people's hearts seemed to be extinguished by the ice water pouring over his head.

It wasn't him, it wasn't Nangong Yu, it wasn't the man she loved. When her Yu looked at her, she never looked like this.

After hope, it brings deeper despair.

Endless pain, longing and unwillingness welled up in my heart, and tears could no longer be contained in my eyes.

Xi Yue clutched her chest tightly, the suffocating pain made her body tremble slightly.

The crystal teardrops were like broken beads, slid across her face little by little, and fell drop by drop on the icy bluestone brick floor.

Ji Mingyu watched her change from ecstasy, anxiety, and anticipation to sadness, disappointment, and pain. While he was puzzled, he also felt an inexplicable pain in his heart.

When I saw that the delicate and beautiful little face was covered with tears, my hands and feet became stiff, the pain in my heart became more obvious, and there was a trace of panic.