Ye Zuibi sat aside and took care of her carefully.

Thinking that my sister was always injured because of Yan Junqing recently, Ye Zuibi lost her face and even stood up, calmly standing in front of the dragon collapse, and asked with interest: "Master, where is Luo Ming?"

Yan Junqing had nothing to say to Ye Zuibi's question.

His gaze passed through the wall of Ye Zui and fell on Ye Jiangxue's face as pale as snow. His eyes were deep purple, the purple light was faint, and his white clothes were spotless. Standing gracefully, he was speechless for a long time.

He had absolute confidence and scheming to make Meng Xian hand over the little bun obediently - but at this moment, he didn't want to give any explanation to anyone.

Chaohuang Palace was so quiet that suddenly, a weak voice came: "Azui, don't blame him."

"Sister, you are like this and you are still talking for him?" Hearing the voice, Ye Zuibi turned around in a hurry and carefully supported the frail Ye Jiangxue. There was a hint of anxiety and reproach in her eyes, and her lips were pursed tightly.

Together, the thick eyebrows are slightly slender and slightly frowned.

Ye Jiangxue glanced at Ye Zuibi, then looked back at Yan Junqing who was standing still. She squeezed out a smile and said softly: "I know, you already have a plan... I believe you."

"Sister...you, just go crazy together! I don't care!" Yezuibi angrily shook his broad Liuyun sleeves, and left angrily with the breeze blowing.

Staring at Yan Junqing, Ye Jiangxue smiled faintly, feeling distressed in her heart.

She dreamed again, dreaming that Yan Junqing was chasing Hua Qianmo.

She really thought that he would never come back...

The tears in the corners of her eyes were clearly visible. In the dream, the moment he left, her whole world collapsed, leaving nothing but desolation everywhere.

That feeling, once you experience it the first time, you will never want to experience it again.

She really didn't know what earth-shattering actions she could do if she lost him.

"I miss you so much..." Ye Jiangxue's big, slightly dim eyes never left Yan Junqing for a moment, and after a long while, she called out in a voice that was almost aggrieved.

Looking at the woman on the bed from a distance, Yan Junqing's eyes were full of tenderness and pampering. He walked slowly to Ye Jiangxue's bed and held her finger, "Even if I go to the ends of the world, I will come back... You are here, I

Where can I go?"

Ye Jiangxue shook her little head gently, with a smile in her eyes, "Where is Hua Qianmo? Did you still escape?"

"She is dead." Yan Junqing replied word for word, "She jumped off a cliff and died, with no bones left."

These indifferent words made Ye Jiangxue's bright black eyes suddenly shrink, and her eyes were covered with a layer of frost.

...dead? Then who should remove the memory in Yan Junqing’s mind?!

If this continues, Yan Junqing will die!

Suddenly, Yan Junqing narrowed her eyes slightly, frowned, and felt a splitting headache.

"Jun Qing?"

Without any time to say more, he stood up suddenly and walked out of the hall.

As soon as he walked out of the Chaohuang Palace, he felt his eyes go dark, and there was a mess of things fighting in his mind... The internal energy went retrograde through the meridians, and was out of control at all, and a mouthful of blood spurted out.

The bright red blood dripped on the fallen peach petals everywhere, and the pink peach blossoms were dyed into mottled red, which was charming and soul-eating.

Looking at the mottled blood on the ground, Yan Junqing's eyes flashed with confusion, and then he slowly wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth.

Looking at the remaining red on the ground, he smiled almost blankly.
Chapter completed!