Yan Xiaoxi and Nangong Lin look at each other. Their thoughts are very different. They are close, but they are as far away as strangers.

"I'll find out what's going on." Nangong Lin couldn't see such an obvious layout, but his heart clearly believed what she said, but it hurt people so much.

Combined with his recent behavior, he realized a serious thing. Until he knew the truth, he could only maintain the status quo, otherwise he would only make the situation worse.

"Is it not clear enough? Nangong Lin, in the final analysis, you just don't believe me, or your heart doesn't care about other people's eyes at all, for fear that I will lose your face." Yan Xiaoxi roared disappointed.

"Xi'er, calm down." Nangong Lin's hands held Yan Xiaoxi's shoulder, but she pushed it away. She stepped back a few steps and pulled the distance between the two people further.

"Don't touch me." Yan Xiaoxi at the moment is like a hedgehog, not only stabbing others, but also stabbing himself.

Nangong Lin wants to come forward to persuade him. A devil like voice appears in his mind again. In his ear, she whispers that Yan Xiaoxi doesn't love you. Everything she does is for dongyoujie. He is like being drugged with ecstasy.

When he looked up at Yan Xiaoxi again, the heartache and guilt in his eyes dispersed and became incomparably cold. His words also hurt Yan Xiaoxi's heart again, "don't let me touch, do you want Dong Youjie to touch?"

"Nangong Lin, I can't believe this is what you said." Yan Xiaoxi's clear eyes are full of shock. He doesn't want to believe that he is in love with such a man.

Many obstacles have not hit them, but now they have been defeated by trust.

That's ridiculous!

"Yan Xiaoxi, needless to say these high sounding words. You stay with me just to get a hundred elixirs." Nangong Lin's eyes are deep but full of disdain.

Yan Xiaoxi's heart was like a knife, and suddenly felt very ironic. Isn't that what she said before pushing him away? She thought he was relieved and could understand her words just to let him leave his lies and thought he wouldn't believe a word.

Until now, I found that he had always kept it firmly in mind. Only she naively thought Nangong Lin understood what she had done.

In fact, from the beginning to the end, he didn't believe her at all, but she didn't know it. She did so many stupid things for him, hurt beiboxi, failed to live up to master's love for many years, destroyed beimengxi's innocence and even almost lost her life.

He ignored all this, and had already judged her in his heart. No matter how much he did, he couldn't cross the obstacles in his heart and trust her.

"I just want to ask, do you believe me?" in order to love, women can run to the point of hopelessness. Obviously, they have reached the answer and still have to look for harm again.

Nangong Lin looks at Yan Xiaoxi, who pretends to be strong. She doesn't know how heartbroken she is. Her sad eyes pull him back from his disorder and restore his reason. He wants to prevent the misunderstanding from expanding. He decides to tell her what happened, otherwise he can't imagine the consequences.

He can no longer bear the pain of losing Yan Xiaoxi.

"Xi'er, my thoughts and actions are out of control. I didn't mean to say those words to you." finally, Nangong Lin confessed and put his sincerity in front of Yan Xiaoxi.

However, these words did not play any role. At the wrong time, they became another incomplete weapon in Yan Xiaoxi's eyes.

"This is the most real you, isn't it? You don't want to hurt me, but you don't want to cheat me, don't want to hurt me, don't want to control your heart, don't want to hurt me, so let me stay away by myself." Yan Xiaoxi ignored the real intention of Nangong Lin's sentence.

Her flawed heart has long lost her usual thinking ability. In this case, naturally, she can't think of another meaning.

"I don't mean that." Nangong Lin wanted to explain, but he didn't know how to speak. He didn't know what had happened to him, only that he became less and less like himself.

Yan Xiaoxi said that he was out of control in recent days. He didn't think so before. Only after tonight's incident did he have such a consciousness.

Someone kept a hidden danger in his mind just to wait for this moment to detonate it.

"The more you explain, the more hypocritical you will appear." Yan Xiaoxi didn't realize that Nangong Lin was wrong at the moment, and was completely immersed in his sadness.

She was so disappointed with Nangong Lin that she could no longer find any reason to excuse him.

Yan Xiaoxi's performance made Nangong Lin, who had recovered his composure, attack again. His only reason was swallowed up step by step. He said: "it's time to explain that the person who asks for forgiveness is you. Don't go lawless by relying on the king's favor."

"Don't spoil it like this." Yan Xiaoxi said word by word. The expression on his face was so calm and completely let people see his heart like death.

This relationship is really too tired. She will spend the rest of her life with him. God has deprived her of this little wish. It's really cruel.

She doesn't know how to stick to it. In the face of a man without trust, what should she say to make him believe in herself.

"Yan Xiaoxi, you are the king's princess. You have been my princess all your life. No one can take you away from me, even if I don't love you." the angry Nangong Lin stretched out his hand to hold Yan Xiaoxi's slender arm and pulled her into his arms without pity. A kiss with desire fell down. His tongue flexibly wanted to pry open Yan Xiaoxi's lips, Yan Xiaoxi vowed to fight to the death and guarded the last trace of dignity.

Her hands struggled desperately to escape from Nangong Lin's bondage. She closed her lips to prevent his tongue from invading. It was like defending her life. With such tenacity and persistence, she regarded Nangong Lin in front of her as a vicious attempt to be frivolous.

However, she could not bear to hurt him anyway.

Mingming has a silver needle in her hand. As long as she stabs the acupoint, he can stop all his actions, but she can't lay hands on him. Nangong Lin always occupies an important position in her heart, and no one can shake it.

She didn't know how to forget the relationship, how to solve the thorny problems in front of her, and what would happen to her and him in the future, so things pressed her out of breath.

"Nangong Lin, you let go of me. Don't you think I'm dirty? What are you doing now?" Yan Xiaoxi's white skin was reddened and his mouth was worn out. Nevertheless, he didn't feel the slightest pain. No matter how painful it is, it's less than one tenth of the heartache.

"Do you want to defend yourself for dongyoujie so soon? In order to get a hundred elixirs, you sold your body, and now you pretend to be a chaste martyr." the ugly words of the assassin kept spitting out from Nangong Lin's mouth.

He suddenly pushed Yan Xiaoxi away in disgust and added: "touching you will only dirty the king's hands."

Yan Xiaoxi fell to the ground and lay on the gravel road. Her back hurt. However, she laughed as if nothing had happened. With endless ridicule and disappointment, she said, "Nangong Lin, you are no different from other men."

Then she never saw Nangong Lin again. She wanted to get up from the ground with her own strength. At this time, she stretched out her hand in front of her eyes. She recognized at a glance that this hand did not belong to Nangong Lin, and every part of his body was deeply printed into her mind.

"Yan Xiaoxi, be my concubine." a sincere word came from above Yan Xiaoxi.