An Yi looked up at the moonlight tonight. Suddenly, he felt a touch of sadness. Looking down at Ye Zhikuang, he wanted to ask: "Have you really thought about doing this? Do you know that the consequences of doing this will be

What? You will become the enemy of the public, and your choice is life or death and there is no other way out."

Ye Zhikuang was surprised that he would actually tell her this. Normally, he would always ignore her.

Looking back at him, he was wearing a simple white cloak. The cloak was smooth and had no lines, but you could see the thickness of the cloak.

Although it no longer snows, the weather in Los Angeles is still very cold.

I don't know why his face looked a little pale, he was weak when he spoke, and his handsome face had a trace of vicissitudes.

Ye Zhikuang asked: "What happened to you today? You didn't eat, or the porridge you just drank didn't feed you."

An Yi suddenly smiled, raised his hand, brushed his lips with his slender fingertips, and said lightly: "I haven't eaten yet, I'm waiting for you!"

When Ye Zhikuang heard what he said, he laughed a few times. He must have thought it was a joke!

She turned around and walked into her room, but An Yi followed her.

He followed her to the door. When she stopped, he stopped too. Ye Zhikuang felt strange and turned around to look at him with strange eyes.

"Why do you always follow me?"

"Isn't it because I have something to do that I follow you? You just don't want to stop, so what should I do?"

Ye Zhikuang twitched the corner of his mouth fiercely a few times. What kind of person is this? He does things that are shocking to death.

"I'm right in front of you, just say whatever you want." Ye Zhikuang turned around and said to him sideways.

An Yi smiled, always with a touch of elegance: "Well...the people outside have already told you about your life experience!"

Ye Zhikuang nodded without denying.

An Yi said again: "Then what do you think?"

Ye Zhikuang frowned for a moment, then shook his head: "What do you think I should think? Or, you think I did it wrong."

"No." An Yi said this word very seriously, and it could be seen that his mood was as heavy as hers at the moment.

In fact, he had known for a long time that he was not a member of the royal family, nor was he the son of An Xuxun. Concubine Lan, who treated him like his own mother, was not his biological mother.

"I just want to say that if you need anything, you can come to me and I will do my best to help you."

After An Yi finished speaking, he turned around and left, his back falling on the ground. The dark ground seemed to merge with darkness, leaving behind a piece of sadness.

Ye Zhikuang sighed softly. Now, she couldn't protect herself, so everyone had to ask for their own blessings.

She didn't want to trouble anyone anymore, whether it was Bai Chenxiao or An Yi.

In her heart and in her eyes, there was only Mo Junxie's safety, and she just hoped that he could return to her safely.

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As for Mu Qingfeng, who had already left, he walked straight towards the palace. An Xuzhen followed him, not daring to speak. He knew what he had just done wrong.

His senior brother is not a good-tempered person.

Mu Qingfeng suddenly turned around: "An Xuxun, are there hundreds of families in this imperial city?"

"Elder brother, why do you ask this?"

"Just tell me."
Chapter completed!