Jing Yan looked at Huandie blankly and sat in front of Huandie, his face was gloomy and terrifying.

He didn't answer Huadie's words, but glanced at the jade teacup in Huadie's hand.

"Phantom Butterfly, is the tea delicious?"

Jing Yan's abrupt remark made Huandie a little confused and looked at him a little puzzled.

She twitched the corners of her lips barely visible, and moved gently with her hand holding the teacup.

The tone was smiling, but a little weak, "Huandie doesn't understand the meaning of King Jing?"

In the past few days, for Long Ye's affairs, her whole person is wooden.

In many cases, there was no way to react, no way to think, only sadness, she walked forward as if being encumbered by the darkness, but she couldn't get out of the darkness.

Jing Yan's tone was unwavering, cold and indifferent, without a trace of emotion: "You only need to answer this king, is the tea good?"

Huandie insisted on him so much, and suddenly smiled bitterly, and said: "I don't know how to drink tea, but when the tea is strong, most of it is bitter."

"What if I soak several times?" Jing Yan asked again.

Huandie suddenly smiled and looked at Jing Yan, playfully teasing: "Wang Jing came all the way, don't you just want to ask these boring questions? King Jing doesn't have to be like this, just say it if you have something to say!"

Huandie held the teacup's hand and tightened it slightly. Her beautiful jade-like fingertips were slightly whitish. She lowered her eyes and covered her long eyelashes with a thick silhouette. She couldn't think of her heart.

Does he know something?

Jing Yan did not look at her, but continued to stare at the tea cup in her hand, and said in an unhurried tone: "This king remembers that when you gave Jun Shang Duan tea for the first time, Jun Shang's cold temperament made you His face turned pale, and his whole body was trembling in fear.

That time, you told the king that you suddenly understood that everything has a first time. When you cross that hurdle, it is the first time in your life to break the record.

This king still remembers that you once said that if you want to sit in the position you want, you must be patient and persevere every day. At that time, you were quiet but not fighting, but you were the one who could accomplish the task best. .

I thought you would realize that life is like tea. After the bitter taste, it is bland after the bitterness.

This king thinks that the accumulation of these years has brought you to another realm where you are not arguing or arguing, not grabbing and not being jealous. "

Jing Yan's voice was very flat, and he could hardly hear any other emotions, but Huandie was a little frightened as she listened.

She couldn't help but swallowed a mouthful of saliva. Feng's eyes looked directly at Jing Yan, and asked coldly: King Jing ran so far away to remind this seat, is this seat's current position hard to come by? "

How could she not understand if she carried a gun and a stick like this?

Jing Yan stretched out his hand for himself, picked up the teacup, poured himself a cup of tea, and took a sip. The tea was cold, but the bitterness still existed.

He put down the tea cup gracefully, still showing no expression on his handsome face.

He said softly after a long time: "This king hopes that you can cherish everything in front of you, and don't bother to fight for things that don't belong to you." Listening to his words carefully, there is a coldness and warning in the dissipated ending sound.

Jing Yan lived calmly, his expression and tone were calm and unhurried and settled in the world.

Especially his voice is deep, clear, and extremely magnetic. The voice is very attractive and makes people listen to it.

Huandie tightly put the tea cup heavily on the stone table.

Looking at Jing Yan's eyes, he was very angry.

Angrily roared: "King King, what are you going to say about it?"

Jing Yan raised his lips slightly, seemingly smiling, and very cold. He raised his eyebrows slightly, looked at the beautiful face of Phantom Butterfly, and said casually: "This king thinks that you have experienced a lot, and you have seen a lot, and many things will not go. If you fight, you will understand that it is not worth it. If you fight, you won’t be your own. It seems that this king has misunderstood you."

Huandie gradually understood what he meant.

She lowered her head, her expression gradually becoming sad.

"People become contentious because of greed, and I fight for love, what's wrong with me?" She has a hurried tone and a stern tone, but the ending sound seems to be painful and unwilling.

"Why do you want to do that?" Jing Yan's voice was very cold, like the ice of the cold moon, which can sting every inch of people's skin.

"Because for so many years, I have never given up on him, King Jing, you have always understood my mind." Huandie said this slowly, her eyes flashing with deep love.

Jing Yan suddenly shot out a sharp ray of light, and sank on the body of the fantasy butterfly, the rhythm of speech was even slower, even with sarcasm and teasing: "I have never given up on the king, then do you know that the king is for the cloud? Xi, gave all that he could give, and did all he could do. Since I love him, why don’t you know how to feel sorry for him, and make it worse so that you have to use the monarch to hurt the person he loves most?"

Upon hearing this, Huandie shook her hand holding the teacup, and smiled bitterly: "King King, if the person you love is right in front of you, and you have a chance to get her, would you still say something like this? "

Jing Yan answered her indifferently: "There are times in fate, and there is no time in fate. Love is not to be forced." His tone is elegant and quiet, which reminds the listener of the stars moving from the sky. A hint of tail feathers flowed past, like a white cloud quietly spreading across the horizon.

"Sometimes fate must be there, but fate is always there to do not force it!" Huandie repeated his words leisurely.

However, she couldn't hold her heart when she thought of him.

She loved him for a long, long time, and she didn't know when it started.

Just to be worthy of him, she will desperately prove herself in those young years.

In his eyes, little by little, he became the person he recognized, sitting on the palace lord of Xianyue Palace.

When she loved him to the bone, he fell in love with Yun Xi.

A woman who could not belong to him.

"Let's talk? What deal did you make with Liancheng, Jun Shang has forgotten Yun Xi, this king knows that you gave Jun Shang eat the fruit of forgetfulness!" This is the purpose of his coming here, just going around, just I want to remind the phantom butterfly not to be a cocoon.

Maybe it's too late, maybe, there is still a chance.

He also didn't hold much hope. After all, Demon Lord was a person who had no feelings for other people except for Yun Xi.

"Your Majesty is in the City of Demon Realm?" Huandie suddenly looked at Jing Yan excitedly.

"You don't have the right to ask about the whereabouts of the king, but the king will definitely investigate the matter of betraying the city of the demon, and tell the story of the matter, and this king can handle it at his discretion.

Otherwise, don't blame this king for handling according to the laws of the Demon's City! "

The cold and merciless voice made Huadie's heart tremble suddenly.

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