Nowadays, her eyes are not very good, and being too close to Yan Junqing is just exposing the sequelae of her poisonous hair.

Forget it, everyone is well, it's sunny, he seems to be better than anything else.

Thinking like this, a man dressed in red suddenly came to him, and he sat idly on the cold bluestone of Chaohuang Palace. Ling Ziliang's eyes were full of melancholy, his face was sad, and he was helpless.

After all, he still couldn't muster up the courage to mention this matter to Meng Xian, so he thought of coming back to continue discussing with Ye Jiangxue.

Even though he knew that Ye Jiangxue didn't have any good ideas at the moment, he still came because this strong woman could always make people who were indecisive and without any opinion instantly strengthen their beliefs.

"You are quite free. Didn't you say that your elder brother is not in good health?" Ling Ziliang asked aimlessly, his lazy posture unbridled, and he fell to the ground dejectedly.

"Yes." Ye Jiangxue nodded gently, closed her eyes to rest, and never even raised her eyes to look at Ling Ziliang.

She knew Ling Ziliang, and the fact that this man was here instead of being pestered by Meng Xian meant that he was still hesitating about whether to go or not.

Although he is tangled and contradictory, does not do things smoothly, and is a bit indecisive, as long as he overcomes the obstacles in his heart, he is actually very useful.

A moment later, a smile appeared on Ye Jiangxue's lips. She suddenly raised her head and opened her eyes, which were as bright as ink, shining brightly, like stars in the sky.

"I thought you should be more restless." Ye Jiangxue looked lazily, squinting at Ling Ziliang, and asked nonchalantly.

In the Chaohuang Palace, two slender and slender bodies were leaning casually. One was leaning on the soft body with an elegant look, and the other was lying on the ground, informally.

"Some things are easy to say but difficult to do." Ling Ziliang's face was lazy and casual, and the aura of a ruffian was flowing freely around him.

In his mind was Meng Xian's cold and stern figure, which made people feel distressed, and he felt guilty in his heart. His eyes had long been far away, boundless and misty.

There were wisps of coolness coming from the cool bluestone slab, which instantly spread to the bottom of his heart, but he was completely unaware of it.

They want to escape, but the tangled fate brings them together from time to time. Why not someone else? This is Meng Xian?

He lamented in his heart and looked at the sky speechlessly. His red clothes were trailing on the ground, and there were clusters of enchanting flowers from the other shore, as red as fire, as red as blood, and as red as the setting sun.

Ye Jiangxue's eyes slowly fixed on Ling Ziliang's body, her eyes were deep, scanning his tangled and lazy appearance, her heart was as clear as a mirror.

He was still struggling. He had already decided who was more important to Yan Junqing or Meng Xian. However, he was not willing to owe Meng Xian for this. He insisted on being together despite not liking him. It was indeed a bit difficult for him.

pain.

But, what can be done?

Junqing's physical condition is not very good. If something happens to him, everything in this world will have no meaning to her.

Ye Jiangxue was not a woman who cared for others, nor was she a good emperor who cared about the world. At this moment, she felt the same pain as Ling Ziliang because of her own pain.

They are both in pain, but one is in pain and wants to escape, and the other is in pain and wants to meet and be together.
Chapter completed!