Moreover, the young children outside are obviously the aristocrats of the princes, but they are still respectful to the smoke and rain, and they can also see the extraordinary status of the smoke and rain.

"The smoke and rain are flat, and I really like the disciple of Xin Ye." Lin Feng said in his heart, otherwise he would not deliberately bring himself here, trying to match them.

"Lin Feng, I will go one step ahead and go back."

At this moment, a voice came, and then Lin Feng saw a figure in the distance vacating and heading away, it was the smoke and rain that left.

Lin Feng squatted, shaking his head with a smile, and the smoke and rain were peaceful, and he was thrown into the Imperial City.

Duan Xinye also saw the figure of the smoke and rain leaving. The beautiful color flashed a strange color, and then he said: "Lin Feng, how do you think I paint?"

"More than my deity." Lin Feng smiled, Duan Xinye's painter, very good.

"Where!" Duan Xinye whispered a little, slightly stunned, then pulled Lin Feng, said: "I take you to a place."

Duan Xinye took Lin Feng to the Dongfu in a stone wall and walked closer to the Dongfu. Lin Feng found that there was no hole in the sky, the tables and chairs were patchwork, and the arrangement was very elegant.

A moment later, Duan Xinye took Lin Feng to a room in Dongfu. There was a little girl's fragrance, which seemed to be a girl's boudoir.

"Lin Feng, here is where I live. I like to be quiet. I chose to live here. No one bothered." Duan Xinye said softly, then pointed to the picture on the wall.

Seeing these pictures, Lin Feng’s eyelids are again condensed. On the wall, all of them are all figure figures. The same person is his Lin Feng.

Looking at those vivid patterns, Lin Feng’s heart suddenly is not a taste. If it is not the first time to encounter a dream, perhaps he will not hesitate to like this beautiful and elegant tender princess.

"Lin Feng, look at these, is it better than the outside painting." Duan Xinye's beauty looked at Lin Feng, like a watery scorpion with a bit of anticipation of light.

“It’s all very good.” Lin Feng responded.

Duan Xin Ye Meizhen flashed, and then Lin Feng pulled to the edge of the bed, said: "Lin Feng, you sit first, try my tea."

"This..." Lin Feng showed a hint of sorrow, this is Duan Xinye's boudoir. As for this bed, it is the place where the princess sleeps, and with the scent of silk, let him sit down, he is really Some are not used to it.

"Lin Feng, do you still care about this with me?" Duan Xinye whispered, then walked away to help Lin Feng tea.

Lin Feng smiled and sat down, looking at the hands of some busy Duan Xinye, could not help but smile and shake her head, as a princess, I am afraid that there are very few opportunities to do it yourself.

Looking up, the wall is full of himself, Lin Feng could not help but think, Duan Xinye every day, is that looking at him like this?

"Xin Ye, let me come." Lin Feng walked to Duan Xinye and took the cup in the hands of Duan Xinye.

"No, I can just come." Duan Xinye shrunk his hand, the water in the cup splashed, and suddenly she screamed, and the cup in her hand fell off her hand.

Duan Xinye quickly tried to drag the teacup, but Lin Feng directly buckled her hand, a soft sound, the teacup broke, and Duan Xinye did not seem to hear it, just looked down and looked at the grip. The palm of her hand.

"A cup of tea, why bother to pick it up." Lin Feng's hand has a real force of force, smoothing the place where Duan Xinye burned, and then released his hand.

Looking at the powerful hand that was removed, Duan Xinye’s heart was a little lost, but there was a bright smile on his face.

"Let's go out and walk." Lin Feng said, staying in Duan Xinye's boudoir, he felt a little weird.

"Well, good." Duan Xinye softly responded and nodded. The two men stepped out of Dongfu.

"Lin Feng, I want to ask you a question?"

Out of the Dongfu, Duan Xinye sank for a moment, looked at Lin Feng and said.

"What problem?" Lin Feng saw Duan Xinye's eyes with some doubts. He felt that Duan Xinye's eyes seemed to be dodging.

Looking at Lin Feng, Duan Xinye’s throat moved, as if a little nervous, finally got courage and asked: “Lin Feng, the beautiful white woman, you like her very much, right?”

Lin Feng’s eyelids were slightly congested, and I did not expect Duan Xinye to ask this question.

"Yes, I like it very much." Lin Feng nodded, did not deny, the silent iceberg goddess, she has been standing silently behind her, as if it is her own shadow, nothing, everything, for herself, although she always It’s iced inside, but Lin Feng can feel her love for herself, especially when she is hurt or at risk, her dreams will release a cold chill of true anger, more care than herself. he.

Although I already knew this answer, Duan Xinye’s eyes couldn’t help but give birth to a lost look.

After a moment of silence, Duan Xinye and Lin Feng came to the stream and sat down on a stone.

Picking up the stone next to it, Duan Xinye threw it into the stream, swaying the ripples of a round.

"Lin Feng, then you will marry her as a wife." Duan Xinye looked at the round of ripples and the sound moved with the wind.

"Yes." Lin Feng's answer is still affirmative, simply, he will of course be a nightmare wife, true love, do not need the Shanmeng oath, idealheart, enough.

"She is really happy." Duan Xinye’s voice was bitterly bitter: "I also want to live here with my loved ones, watch the sunrise and sunset, and watch the water flow."

Lin Feng is silent. He certainly understands who the beloved person in Duan Xinye’s mouth is. The pattern on the wall has already explained too much.

"But then there is a relationship. For those who like it, even if you give up all this, it doesn't matter." Duan Xinye seems to mutter, then her eyes turn, look at Lin Feng, face, with A bright smile, tenderness, and no disguise.

Some people, missed, are a lifetime, regret for a lifetime, so why not fight for one.

"Lin Feng, if I am willing to give up the status of the princess, give up the place to live, give up his wife's name, are you willing to accept me!"

Duan Xinye’s voice is soft enough to make the voices of countless people spit out from her mouth, but it’s so natural and so calm. Even when she says that she gives up the status of the princess and gives up her wife’s name, the smile on her face is still so The splendor, sometimes, the power of love, is enough to make people abandon everything, only for the heart that has ever been.

Lin Fengbo’s unsettled heart finally trembled, and Duan Xinye, the princess’s respect, could have been infinitely beautiful, married into a luxurious, and loved thousands of people, but for his Lin Feng, Duan Xinye, willing to give up I like the home, give up the princess's distinguished status, and even don't want the wife's name, because he has already said that he will be a nightmare.

In other words, Duan Xinye, willing to follow the name of Lin Feng, the princess of the princess, but willing to be the top of Lin Feng.

So deeply, Lin Feng’s heart can still be calm.

Looking at the bright smile, Lin Feng's lips moved. He didn't even know how to open it. He didn't know what to say.

"If you don't like me, you can take me with me. I can serve you with her aunt and serve you." Duan Xinye added another voice, and the smile was still so bright and touching.

Lin Feng's lips trembled. Immediately, Lin Feng reached out and walked around Duan Xinye's shoulders, gently rubbing her body and letting her head rest in her arms.

With the beauty and temperament of Duan Xinye, and the love of water and love for him, it is impossible to say that Lin Feng does not feel, unless he is a cold-blooded animal, but Lin Feng has a dream in his heart, he has long decided secretly. Will dream of being a wife, if he accepts Duan Xinye, what can he give to Duan Xinye?

He can't, but Lin Feng didn't think that Duan Xinye didn't ask for anything at all. He only asked him to be this person, and even wanted to be his aunt and maid.

Feel the warmth of Lin Feng's arms, Duan Xinye smiled, and it was as bright as a flower. However, in this splendid smile, there is still a drop of crystal tears. Love can be vigorous and vigorous, and it can be as delicate as a stream. Rogue.