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1798. Chapter 1798 The End 【37】

"Okay! Daughter, are you willing to be with this young master?" The general is also a heroic person. His affair with his children is just a misfortune for him. As long as his daughter likes it, he can obtain other interests through other channels, and there is no need to sacrifice his daughter's happiness.

"Daughter is willing!" Lin Zhiruo blushed. She was full of joy when she thought of being with Ling Ziliang in the future.

"Since that's the case, we'll choose a wedding date! This general's family hasn't had a happy event for a long time. As for you, don't go back to Dachen. What's the best there? Stay here and live with us!" The general made the final decision.

"Assues the general's arrangements." Ling Ziliang was unwilling to be in the Great Storm, so he was happy to agree to the general's request. From then on, they could live in this country with peace of mind and no longer pay attention to the troubles in the outside world.

Meng Xian fell seriously ill and finally dragged his weak body to leave the country that made him sad. The atmosphere of Ling Ziliang was everywhere, and he could not continue living here.

But where can he go? Meng Xian suddenly felt that he could not see the direction of the future. He thought he could live with Ling Ziliang until he was old. Now it seems that he is still too ridiculous and lives in his own world, but he did not feel that Ling Ziliang had never had the same dream as him.

It’s better to go back to Nanjin. After all, it’s still a familiar place for him, otherwise where else can he go? Meng Xian walked aimlessly on the street with heavy steps. The surrounding scenery was very familiar and unfamiliar. He hadn’t come back for a long time, and he didn’t even know what to do.

Meng Xian's body was very weak, and his illness had not been cured, so he forced himself to travel, so he naturally couldn't stand it.

It was noon day, and Meng Xian felt sweating on his body. The scenery in front of him was a little overlapping. When he fainted, he was about to fall down.

"Be careful!" Yan Nian, who happened to be strolling on the street, quickly caught Meng Xian. He originally thought something was wrong with the man walking in front of him. Seeing him fall down, Yan Nian caught him reflexively.

Meng Xian really fainted, so after Yan Nian called him carefully for a few times, there was no reaction. Naturally, Yan Nian could not leave someone alone on the street and ignored him, so he ordered someone to carry Meng Xian back and take good care of him.

Yan Nian didn't think it was just a passerby who was saved occasionally. However, during this day, all of his mind was Meng Xian's peerless face in his arms, and that face that was definitely not inferior to Yan Junqing.

What was wrong with me? Why did I always think of someone who had only met once? Yan Nian didn't know what was going on with me, so after dealing with the government affairs, she came to Meng Xian's room. A servant had long reported that Meng Xian had not recovered from a serious illness, and now it is time to take a good rest.

Meng Xian was still asleep, so Yan Nian walked into Meng Xian's room with a lighter pace. Even though her face was not bloody, she still could not hide Meng Xian's beauty. However, Meng Xian's whole body revealed a sad aura, which made Yan Nian feel suddenly distressed.
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