Chapter 1O11 (2/2)

This is the person he wants to hold in his heart, but he is shouted around. How can he not feel bad.

He hid behind the tree, watched her silently, accompanied her, watched her wash her clothes, was too tired to stand up, and had to hang them. Then he returned to his room and finally extinguished the candles in the room.

If he had seen her punished like this before, he was afraid that he couldn't bear it for a moment. He immediately jumped down and helped her regardless of everything..

But now, he has learned to lie dormant and wait. He can only take action when he meets the best opportunity.

Let yue'er wait. I will take you out of the sea of suffering.

Xiao He took another deep look at her door, turned over and jumped off the roof, and then went back to the princess's house unconsciously.

However, halfway through, he felt vaguely that someone was following him——

Who? Is there anyone on Khitan's side suspicious of him? Or someone else? Hehe, his eyes narrowed slightly, spilled a trace of pure light, and snorted in his mouth to explore his bottom line and see if he has this ability!

Then, suddenly turned around, the long sword stabbed out, and the figure in the corner dodged the sudden sword.

The man looked at the sword stabbed not far from his feet, narrowed his eyes behind the black veil, and slowly pulled out the sword around his waist.

Xiao He sneered and flew up. Feng Jue's eyes coagulated and blocked with a sword.

In the dark night, the two fought fiercely, and they didn't make a sound. In the dark night, only the sound of sword collision rang through. They didn't give in to each other, and their Kung Fu was equal.

”Shua!” Suddenly, the dagger in Xiao He's sleeve flew out and rubbed the edge of the hat of Feng Jue——

The hat suddenly fell from his head. Seeing that his true face was about to be exposed in front of Xiao He, at this critical moment, Feng Jue dodged flexibly, left quickly and hid into the dark night.

Xiaohe's lips and eyes showed a touch of irony. He stepped forward and picked up the hat that fell to the ground. He looked at it. With a cold hum, his hand made a secret effort. The hat broke into two halves in an instant. His hand loosened and fell to the ground.

In order to avoid being followed and find that he came out of the Princess House, Xiao He turned around and entered an inn. Then he detoured into the Princess House from behind. After taking off his night clothes, he returned to his study as if nothing had happened.

As soon as I came to the door of the study, I saw a woman sitting at the door with her eyes closed and standing beside her servant girl and woman. She was obviously waiting for him. She couldn't help falling asleep.

When they saw Xiao He, they were busy saluting and said, ”son-in-law.”

Hearing the sound, yeluyan suddenly opened her eyes, looked up and saw the tall and handsome voice in front of her. Her eyes showed a moment of confusion and murmured, ”Xiao He, where have you been? Your feet aren't ready yet? ”

”Why did you sit here and fall asleep?” Xiao He didn't answer her question, but changed the subject and asked.

”I'm waiting for you. I think you don't like others to enter your study, so I didn't go in and wait here.” Yelv Yan just woke up with a crimson face and a soft voice.

Xiao he glanced at her, didn't look at her eyes, and said, ”if I don't wait anymore, don't wait like this. It's very late. Go back to your room.”

As he spoke, he raised his feet and went into the study. His steps were still a little inconvenient.

”Xiao He, wait!” Yelv Yan stopped her and motioned the others to leave.

”Anything else?” Xiao He turned around and asked. Although he said more to her than in the past, his attitude was still alienated and indifferent.

Yelv Yan closed his eyes and breathed deeply, as if he had made a great determination. He slowly opened his eyes, looked at the cold and arrogant man in front of him, and asked, ”Xiao He, am I wrong? A few days ago, some things made me think you have begun to slowly open your heart to accept me, but I seem to be wrong, don't I? ”