Chapter 2021 Familiarity of the Soul

Hearing these voices, Feng Sufei's face froze.

"The organs inside have changed again. As a result, outsiders will no longer be able to enter, and some secrets will remain inside, and we will keep these in our minds and hide them in our hearts."

Nanrong Huai'an stroked Feng Sufei's hair, "Well, that's it."

Rao is Nanrong Huaian, who is calm and calm on weekdays, but what he saw in the imperial tomb also shocked him.

Up to now, Nanrong Huai'an's heart has not completely calmed down.

Feng Sufei was still in a trance.

After Nanrong Huai'an brought Feng Sufei back to the palace, Feng Sufei lay on the sofa and began to be in a daze.

The scenes that happened in the imperial mausoleum kept echoing in her mind.

The most incomprehensible situation for her was the disappearance of the Emperor Shadow, which was so strange.

Grandma said that Huang Ying would go to where he was going, but wouldn't he leave at the imperial mausoleum?

In fact, she knew that when she was a child, when she was a girl, Huang Ying was a teenager, and he would accompany her in the dark to protect her every day.

It's just that he rarely appears, and he rarely speaks.

Later, after she fell in love with Si Jueshen, she transferred Huangying away, and it was her grandmother who hid him.

Grandma said to leave her a hole card.

Later, when she returned as Feng Sufei, she contacted Huangying.

At that time, she was very sad because of what happened to Nanrong Huai'an, so she could only tell Huangying a lot of her innermost thoughts.

At that time, he listened silently and was the best listener.

And he is silently defending her and protecting her.

Logically speaking, she doesn't have any emotions for Shadow Guard.

But for Emperor Shadow, she felt very strange, as if he had an aura she was familiar with.

Nanrong Huaian watched Feng Sufei come back and lay on the sofa with a sullen expression. He was a little worried, "What's the matter? Still thinking about these things?"

Feng Sufei smelled Nanrong Huai'an's elegant breath, and for some reason, the emotions that the Emperor Ying couldn't calm down suddenly calmed down.

Feng Sufei only thought that Nanrong Huaian was very important to her, so she felt comforted.

Feng Sufei stretched out her hand weakly, "Hug."

Nanrong Huai'an looked at Feng Sufei dotingly and hugged her, "Okay, hug her."

Feng Sufei sniffed Nanrong Huaian's breath deeply, and her heart slowly calmed down.

Gradually, Feng Sufei fell asleep leaning on Nanrong Huaian's body.

Nanrong Huai'an looked at Feng Sufei's sleeping appearance and sighed, knowing that she was too tired.

Feng Sufei became stubborn and didn't know how to take care of herself. He looked very distressed, but he couldn't persuade her, so he could only take better care of her.

Nanrong Huaian picked Feng Sufei up and wanted to put her on the bed and let her sleep soundly.

But when Nanrong Huaian shook his head, Feng Sufei hugged him like eight catching fish.

Nanrong Huai'an looked at Feng Sufei holding her so tightly, and sighed helplessly. She could only follow her into bed, and hold her in her arms, so that she could have a good sleep and rest.

In fact, when Feng Sufei was sleeping, she was very dependent on Nanrong Huai'an, especially the breath of Nanrong Huai'an, which gave her a sense of familiarity with her soul.

When Feng Sufei fell asleep, what flashed in her mind was that when she was a child, the young emperor's shadow silently accompanied her and watched her grow up.

There is also a scene where Nanrong Huaian, a young man, taught her to draw in that house.