Beiming QingHan looks at the necklace. He doesn't know why, and his heart aches.

He seems to be able to clearly remember his mother's appearance in those years. Sometimes when her mother took this necklace, her look was also erratic. It was a kind of distant and deep eyes, as if she saw something else through something.

Beiming cold thought, heart slightly a tight.

He kept calling Lin Weiyue's name.

Beiming QingHan treats Lin Weiyue patiently.

Maybe there is a sound in my ear, and Lin Weiyue gradually regains his mind and calms his mood.

Her tearful eyes whirled up to look at the cold north, because the tears, vision is fuzzy.

"Qing The cold... "

When Lin Weiyue called out these words, his voice was hoarse.

Beiming QingHan reaches out his slender hand to Lin Weiyue to wipe away his tears. "What happened just now?"

Lin Weiyue shakes her head. She tells Beiming QingHan that he doesn't know.

"Nothing, just suddenly homesick, want to cry."

"If you are homesick, I will send you back to the imperial city first."

Lin Weiyue shook his head, "it's not my home."

This meeting, Lin Weiyue's heart is fragile, so when he speaks, he instinctively speaks out his inner thoughts.

Not her home?

Beiming cold heart fretting, Royal Princess House is not her home, then where is her home?

She said she was homesick, so in her heart, this is not her home, right?

Beiming QingHan doesn't understand where is Lin Weiyue's home.

At this time, she can't help thinking of the night snow, his heart slightly tight, thinking, is Lin Weiyue thinking about the night snow?

"Are you thinking about him?"

Lin Weiyue was a little confused, "who is he?"

It's very cold in the north.

Lin Weiyue blinked suspiciously, "who?"

Beiming cold cough, some dare not look at Lin Weiyue's eyes, "the snow falls at night."

Hearing these three words again, the corners of Lin Weiyue's mouth start to mock.

"If you don't tell me, I almost forgot him. How could it be him? My home is far away."

Beiming QingHan thinks that he can't understand Lin Weiyue at this time. Isn't she a princess?

How can you say such a thing?

Lin Weiyue wiped away his tears, grabbed the cold hand of Beiming and said, "cold, you take me, let's go to the place where you said the high man is?"

"Now?"

Lin Weiyue nodded vigorously, "well, I want to ask him some questions. It's urgent."

Lin Weiyue looked at Beiming QingHan and did not speak, so he grasped his arm more tightly, "OK?"

Lin Weiyue looks at Beiming QingHan with such eyes. Beiming QingHan can't refuse.

And the tears on his fingertips made him realize clearly that Lin Weiyue was crying badly.

"Well, I promise you."

Lin Weiyue excitedly hugs Beiming QingHan's neck, "thank you, thank you."

Beiming QingHan was suddenly hugged, and was so enthusiastic that he almost didn't squat.

But fortunately, he has internal skill. He reaches for Lin Weiyue's waist and fixes his figure.

"You..."

Beiming QingHan feels that he is always surprised by Lin Weiyue's words and actions recently. He doesn't know what to do.

After Lin Weiyue was excited, he quickly wiped his tears, "let's go now!"

With that, Lin Weiyue stood up.

But because she squatted for a long time before, and all cried, so all of a sudden her head was a little dizzy, and she didn't stand firm.

It's also Beiming QingHan who holds her waist.

When Lin Weiyue's eyes are clear, he looks at Beiming QingHan and feels a little unnatural being held in his arms.