When the weather was cold, all he could feel was the cold air from the outside of the cape, but he didn't feel anything like it. "Even so, you're the only one in my heart. ”

The stranger lost his voice and his full-bodied lips softly softened.

Yanbeicheng glanced down at her, “What's wrong? ”

The stranger was still silent, and her long, low eyelashes hid everything in her eyes, unable to see what was really on her mind.

Yanbeicheng realized this was wrong, turned her body around, held her cheek and asked softly: “Why have you been silent, but where is it uncomfortable? ”

The eyes of the two suddenly opposite each other, he was so gentle and careful at this moment, the stranger suddenly felt that the deepest layer of the heart seemed to have been stabbed by something and snuck in.

“Yan Beicheng.” She lifted her eyes, which had always been low, and her eyes, which had always been as deep as an ancient well, seemed to be brilliant and extraordinarily touching, "I have something to say to you. ”

Yanbeicheng was suddenly taken seriously by her heart, and she also looked at her.

The stranger stared at him and brewed his words several times in his heart before lowering his voice: “Actually, I am not from your dynasty. ”

When the toughest sentence was said, there was no pressure to say the rest, "I was originally a dead soul from the future world. After I died, I somehow came to this world and became a mistress of Aifu. ”

You know, this is a modern world thousands of years behind, most people are feudally superstitious, if she could easily say that it would hurt herself to be treated as a monster?

That's not true, and I'm afraid no one will believe it.

In the past, she had never had a truly unreserved person in the world, and now she has told Yan Beicheng that she has completely entrusted her heart.

Yes, she was also extremely hesitant in her heart. She was even more nervous at the moment. Her eyes stared closely at Yan Beicheng's cheek and she feared missing a slight expression on his face.

Yanbeicheng was shocked to hear this at first sight, but there was a lot of convergence in the face, and there was no speech for a long time.

The more he did, the more nervous he felt in his stranger's heart, the more sweaty his hands and hands were.

Such a nervous sensation, she only had it many years ago when she had a scalpel at the beginning, when her life was on the line, and not in the last few years.

Yanbeicheng comforted itself for a long time before pressing down on the shock and trying to speak calmly: “No wonder you differed so much from the previous character of Liu Xiao, and no wonder you understood so much of what Liu Xiao did not understand before, and changed your name...”

After a pause, he couldn't help but put his hand on the skinny shoulder of a stranger, “Strange flower... is that your real name? ”

Seeing him didn't mean to be unbelievable, didn't mean to be frightened or too shocked, didn't mean to be comfortable, nodded softly, "Yes, that's my original name. ”

Just now, Yanbeicheng looked serious, suddenly raised his hand and held the flower tightly in his arms, his lips hung with a laugh.

This sudden change caused the flowers on the stranger to come down completely, and his face was blinded, "Yanbeicheng... what's wrong with you? ”

Yanbeicheng let her go and smiled with all her eyes. She looked like she was in a great mood. “I'm just happy. I'm the first and only one to know about you. ”