swear to love heaven

Lemomena's silence, like a night wind brought by the moonlight, was invisible but conspicuously enveloped the whole night, from the time she entered the warm room with the faint fragrance until the end of dinner, she They rarely speak.

A meal, eating a bit dull, even... depressing.

The maids cleared the table quickly, and everyone felt the strange silence from the regent.They quietly and cautiously worked on the work at hand, bowed their heads silently, and retreated orderly with their cups and plates, sweeping the corner of the linen skirt over the threshold to reveal some messages of hasty escape.

She winked at Titi, she immediately understood, and urged the maids on both sides to follow her to leave.

Leaning towards the door, the two wooden doors carved with rough patterns were gently and quietly closed in the blue eyes full of delicate fire.

Gaze, put down the cup in his hand, and asked with concern: "What's the matter, did something happen?"

The frown of the brow and the hesitation in the eyes failed to escape Kalisi's close watch. With a sigh, Lemomena put one hand on the edge of the table, and the palm of the clenched fist held a wisp of trance like a cold night.

"Da Wuxia didn't find a way to cure the skin armor."

This is a statement sentence that is so calm that it does not have the slightest emotion, but it made Kalixi hear something that does not belong to the calm tone, like disappointment, like sadness, like annoyance...

The blue eyes flashed the same frustration as Lemomena's eyes, although it was only for a moment. "When you send him to investigate, you are mentally prepared to find no cure. This result has long been expected."

He lowered his head and looked at his left hand which was tightly bound by the linen cloth. His cold brown gaze was like a circle of invisible linen cloth, wrapping tightly around his palm layer by layer.Sudden silence, sudden... suffocation.

The freely swaying brilliant lights can't even drive away the lingering haze of Lemomena, the heavy sadness is unexpectedly clear, and the motionless silhouette depicts a strange soul that is gradually sinking silently.

A soul-stirring sadness, a heart-wrenching sadness.

"If you don't get rid of these skin armors, you will still be the most beautiful and charming regent in the history of Hittite." With a slight smile, his tone was light and comforting, but his heart was getting heavier and heavier in his breathing.

He didn't speak, just raised the corners of his mouth in an astringent arc, and lowered his eyes.

You don't speak, I don't speak, sit for a long time.For a long time, the warm air all around fell into a stagnant atmosphere, and the candlelight was pulled by the night wind squeezed in through the gaps in the door and window, and flickered for a while, injecting vivid and flickering light and shadow into this solemn atmosphere.

However, what is alive is only the temperature of these flames, not the light in the eyes of the two of them.

"Your tea is cold." A very light sentence, like a breeze stirring up fine dust, filled with the ultimate gentleness.

Slightly stunned, a ray of light flashed across the bottom of her brown eyes, with a little emptiness, she looked sideways, and her eyes fell on Kalixi's smiling face.

For a moment, it seemed as if something pierced through those blue pupils and fell straight into the unsuspecting brown eyes... It was a casual smile, or a gentle and tolerant look... Such a solid and forceful injection into Lemomon's eyes. In Na's eyes, at the moment when she felt that she had fallen into a swamp of frustration and confusion, unable to extricate herself, a smile could save her so easily.

There are wisps of mellow white smoke hovering around the mouth of the purple cup, and the light and misty illusory posture floats leisurely on the delicate rim of the cup, outlining the traces of the evening wind.

On the brows and under the eyes, there is a trace similar to the evening wind, but it is imprinted with a desolation that is so sad that it is suffocating.

"I have to be careful even when I hug you, for fear of hurting you in a moment of carelessness. Kalixi, can't I feel the feeling of hugging you tightly in my whole life?" I opened my mouth, it was a kind of perplexity after struggling, helpless The sorrow that is vented everywhere, and the anxiety and hesitation expressed in another extremely depressive tone.

Startled, surprised and stunned for a while, mixed with worry and joy a moment later.

He wanted to keep smiling, but found that the corners of his eyes were sore and swollen, and warm liquid overflowed from the corners of the sore eyes, just at the moment when his heart beat suddenly and painfully.

The flood of tears in his eyes has already blurred his vision of trying to keep an eye on Lemomena.However, the deep sadness from those brown eyes imprinted in the bottom of my heart became more and more clear. "Let me hug you!"

Suddenly, startled, a bright light, mixed with some inexplicable light, flashed across her eyes, causing the circle of brown pupils to shine brightly. "What?"

"Lemomena, when I hold you tightly... you can also feel my body temperature, you can also feel my presence, just in a different way. Don't be sad, let me hold you tightly "Standing up, following the hem of her skirt across the ground, bringing out a wonderful undulating shadow, she smiled persistently and calmly, standing in front of Lemomena, and slowly stretched out her arms to wrap her shoulders.

It was found that the shoulders clasped tightly by the arms were obviously stiff, stiff and hard like a statue, and there was an uncontrollable trembling faintly.

He raised his right hand around Khaleesi's waist, rested his forehead on her chest, took a deep breath, and closed his eyes.In the quiet ears, there are two completely different heartbeats, but they are so wonderfully integrated and permeated... One is calm and slow, like the gentle rhythm of the spring breeze blowing the vines; the other is thick and urgent, like the drums of war. The swift beat of the horse.

Kalixi tightened her arms, and hugged the body in her arms tightly with such strength that she felt pain in her arms. This woman who is always strong will only let go of everything in front of her. It will show a fragile and confused look like this.

This kind of Lemomena makes people feel unbearable heartache, and even more so...love.

The two figures sitting and standing were melted together by the fire, and a tight golden shadow was projected on the smooth ground. In the time when the night fell, it was very quiet, warm and serene...

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Sitting on the wide window sill, curled up in Lemomena's arms, through the half-open window, Khaleesi looked up at the clear stars of the winter night.

Breathing in the clear and clean air, the coldness stimulates the blood in the body to condense and precipitate, a bitter evening wind blows by the window, some small tingling comes from the skin exposed to the air, the enchanting winter night Soaked in the power of the ice knife and frost sword.

He moved his shoulders, curled his body into the warm embrace behind him, exhaled, watched the white mist around his lips expand and fill, and was carried by the night wind passing by the window to the ink-stained sky.

A pair of arms stretched out from behind, followed by a blanket exuding a faint fragrance, as if a pair of huge wings wrapped Kalixi tightly... A soft and delicate blanket surrounded her body at the same time. It hugged two people, and used its finely woven and delicate warmth to block the constant chill.

Cheeks rubbed back and forth against Lemomena's arms covered with blankets, sparkling sweetness spread in the bottom of his blue eyes, a boundless beauty of the sea, blowing away the coldness of the winter night silently in the wind.

"Da Wuxia and the Imperial Eagle Legion, why are you always looking for someone with blue skin armor?" For a long time, this matter has been a puzzle that Khalixi can't figure out, and it is also the source of her anxiety.

Pulling the blanket towards Khaleesi's feet, and tightening the edges, once again confirming that she was completely wrapped, she spoke slowly, with a careless tone. "This skin armor is closely related to the first-generation leader of the Imperial Eagle Legion. Therefore, the leaders of the successive legions have been ordered to find people in the world who wear skin armor like the old leader."

A glint of light flashed across his slightly startled eyes, he looked sideways at her, and asked suspiciously: "That old leader also has such a skin armor?"