Chapter 1847: Nanhao Wang's killer wife (28)

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On the eve of the wedding, most of the dust is to eat and drink in the Star Temple.
No one asked her for trouble, and no one stopped her from becoming a Prince.
Everything seems to be so smooth, everything has become so beautiful.
As if she came to this world is a favored princess, from the very beginning to the present has never been a hindrance.
Is it because the story of the previous plane is too bleak?
Or is it because the original Lord’s love is too stubborn, but in the end it gets such a stop, which makes her life particularly smooth?
Luo did not understand the dust, but he did not want to understand.
It’s just that she knows very well that this is an A-level plane, and many things must not be that simple.
Because even if Nan Yizhen is so determined to marry her to become the only righteous, his good feelings for her still stay at 40%, no progress.
Certainly, there must be some reason...
The reason she didn't know...
"What are you thinking?" Nan Yizhen stood behind him, picking up the three thousand greens from the comb on the table. The slender fingertips touched her hair for a moment, making her heartless.
Gentle people always feel a special warmth.
Luo Dust chuckled and screamed: "What clothes should I wear when I want to be a pro."
These days, the palace ladies and the ladies sent a lot of sets of Feng Guan Xia, Luo Ding dust looked very good, falling into the difficulty of choice.
Of course, this is just one reason to transfer the topic.
"Whatever you like, you can wear it. I will wear another set according to your choice." Nan Yi will shake a hollow phoenix golden step and bring her to her: "Because my prince is wearing it." It looks good."
Luo smashed his lips, his eyes were filled with joy, and his cheeks were slightly red: "It seems that His Royal Highness is very different from the rumors, saying that good ukiyo-digo is as light as water?"
"It's probably because I didn't meet you!" When he said this, his eyes looked faintly out of the window, and the snow fell.
He lifted his head and licked his lips. "Would you like to see the snow?"
Luo smashed a bit, and always felt that at this moment, Nanyi’s eyes were inexplicably familiar.
It seems that when it was such a snowy day, she saw such a gaze in the memory of the annual ring.
"Okay!" Luo dusted his head and nodded. When he was about to get up, he was wrapped up in a large cloak: "It’s not good to catch cold."
His tone is very light, it seems to be a very flat embarrassment, without any deliberate.
The palace has not been visited in many places, but Nan Yizhen took her to the Golden Temple in front of the Golden Temple.
The snow is very big, but it does not affect the holy water in the sky. The blue light waves form a scene of sea and sky under the backdrop of four crystal glass beads.
"The first time I saw you was in this place." Nan Yizhen held her hand tightly, fearing that she would accidentally fall.
At that time, he did not understand why the first time I saw this girl had a feeling of a million years. As if crossing the time and space, all the rings of memory were frozen at this moment and became eternal.
It wasn't until she appeared in the Star Temple as an assassin that he knew why she made him so familiar.
It turned out that the Golden Temple was not the first time they met, and the fate of the original fate would come.