Chapter 442: He came to her room

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When Feng Sufei was painful in her sleep, tears followed her eyes.
Feng Sufei didn't know that when she was asleep, the whole person was whimpering and suffering like an injured beast.
"Your Majesty, go quickly."
"Your Majesty protects himself."
"Your Majesty, we cannot keep you, it is our fault ..."
Twelve Xingying was a person who had been protecting her since she was a child. She later told Silly Shen that they existed, and then they died in front of her so badly.
She blame herself in pain but could not do anything, because she died immediately, and died with blood and tears. Later, she also felt the burning pain of the fire.
"No, don't ..."
Feng Sufei woke up and sat up, her face wet.
She touched her face, did she cry?
Feng Sufei turned on the light, looking for a tissue to wipe her tears, but when she turned on the light, she saw a person near the bed.
She was startled and looked intently. It was Nanrong Huaian, "You ... how are you here?"
As if Nan Rong Huaian didn't see Feng Sufei's fright, he quietly said, "This is my home, why can't I be here?"
Feng Sufei thought about it, indeed, people are eligible to stay anywhere, even this room is a land sign of Nanrong Huaian.
Feng Sufei hurriedly wiped her tears with her back of her hands, silent without speaking.
She has no mood now. Although she doesn't want people to see his fragility, since Nan Rong Huaian saw it.
She couldn't hide either, she was silent, and see what he was going to say!
Nan Rong Huai'an looked at Feng Sufei, who was sitting on the bedside, looking down and silent, and shouted, "After a while, there will be an important banquet in our country. Most high-level people will attend, and I will also participate. Please prepare and go with me. "
Feng Sufei heard these words, hesitated, and suddenly looked up to look at Nan Rong Huaian.
At this time her tears were not completely wiped away, and her beautiful eyes were filled with water mist and wet, like an abandoned stray deer.
"You mean it?"
Feng Sufei thought, this time is not a good opportunity for her to kill.
Nan Rong Huaian's eyes were very deep. "It is true, Si Sishen will also go, but this time the meeting is very strict in both defense and defense. I just take you to see, know yourself and know how to fight each other, you should not act lightly."
Feng Sufei bowed her head, and her eyelashes trembled, covering the emotions at the bottom of her eyes.
Nan Rong Huai An knew that Feng Su Fei heard him say, "One more thing, in the past few days, you should become more familiar with the Nan Rong family. Since you are a husband and wife outside, you have to change the title. You call me Huai An, I Call you Sufi. "
Feng Sufei nodded, her name really needs to be changed.
After Nan Rong Huaian finished speaking, he turned his chair and left.
Feng Sufei sighed sighing when she heard that the bedroom door had been closed again. She thought of Si Jushen, and there was a strong sense of murder in her eyes.
She really couldn't guarantee that when she saw Si Jueshen, she couldn't help but kill him.
It's hard to control when you are more murderous than rational.
So these few days, Feng Sufei decided to take control of her will and emotions.
She kept saying Si Jueshen's name on her mouth, and said it the first time, she hated to kill him. When she didn't know how many times, Feng Sufei's emotions could slowly be suppressed.
Until she was sleepy again, she lay down and fell asleep again.
She didn't see it. I didn't know when there was an extra pot of plants beside the window, which exudes a faint fragrance and helps sleep.