Su Luo gave him a bad look. Sure enough, she didn't understand the circle of power and power. She had learned the privilege of Nangong Ershao.

Snow hoofed wulongju is worthy of being a big round six-star mount. It's so fast that it's really fast.

Su Luo soared in the mid air of the imperial capital.

Face to face is the cool breeze, beside is the warm chest of Nangong Liuyun.

If you look around, the lights are dim below, and the little spots of light are like fireflies all over the ground.

The whole imperial capital, vast and boundless, can not see the end at a glance.

I'm afraid only a few people can enjoy the beautiful scenery of the imperial capital.

The speed of snow hoofed oolongju is very fast. Su Luo thinks that she has arrived at the destination just after sitting on it.

Looking at the other courtyard below, Su Luo's eyes twinkle slightly.

This is the other courtyard of Nangong Liuyun, Jingyuan.

After her last serious injury, she was brought here by Nangong Liuyun.

Last time, when Su Luo saw the word Jingyuan, she didn't have any idea. She only thought that the name of the garden was well chosen and it was a peaceful and remote place.

But now, when she knew Ning San's name was Jingjing Yi, when she saw the word Jingyuan again, Su Luo's heart didn't shake slightly.

Su Luo pretended to be calm: "Nangong Liuyun."

"Well?" Nangong Er Shao looks at Su Luo with his good-looking eyes puzzled.

"Your handwriting is very good, but why didn't you write the words on this plaque?" Su Luoxing asked unintentionally.

In fact, what she wanted to ask most was who wrote the words on the plaque.

His elegant, elegant, elegant, elegant, not like a man's writing.

Nangong Er Shao looked indifferent, and glanced at the plaque and gave a casual hum.

Then, there was no then.

Su Luo didn't get discouraged, her white Nangong Liuyun one eye: "I found you can't chat ah."

"What's the matter?" Nangong Liuyun cast a lazy glance at her.

"Don't you say anything but, um? For example, who wrote it, when and why she wrote it. " Su Luo pulls the sleeve of Nangong Liuyun, seemingly casual, but the heart can't help but mention it.

Nangong Er Shao didn't seem to want to talk about this topic. His voice was indifferent: "it was written by an old friend."

"Old friends? Which old friend? " Su Luo's aggressive questioning.

Nangong Er Shao suddenly stopped, his deep eyes looked at Su Luo, and his eyes were meaningful: "you don't know, so don't ask."

He obviously didn't want to talk about it.

"Why is it called Jingyuan?" Su Luo clenched his fist and gazed at Nangong Liuyun.

Nangong Liuyun is obviously a little impatient, his eyes shoot out the eye light of examination, "what do you want to say in the end?"

Su Luo: "Jing Yuan Jing Yuan, is it because there is a Jing word in that person's name?"

Su Luo couldn't help but blurt out this sentence!

After asking, she was also free, and her eyes were staring at Nangong Liuyun, and her eyes were very serious.

"Who told you that?" Nangong Er Shao's deep eyes narrowed dangerously, "how many Murong's?"

"Who told me it was important?" Su Luo looked at him quietly.

Nangong Liuyun's long eyebrows were unfolded, and her eyes were as sharp as a blade, which made Su Luo feel a little nervous.

"You..." Nangong Er Shao points to Su Luo and finally pats her head melon

"What do you mean?" Su Luo stares at him, a trace of grievance is hidden in his eyes, and he is pressing to ask.

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