Thinking of Jian Yao, Ye Jiang's smile gradually faded. He looked across the misty lake through the rain curtain. The dark pine forest on the other side was boundless. Ye Jiang's eyes became moist with the rain. In the haze, he saw again

On the wedding night, Jian Yao, dressed in red, was skinny and fragrant.

Yin Youyou. Ye Jiang suddenly understood and burst into tears. He never thought that the red that night was worn for herself. The red silk was wrapped around the beam, and the wedding candle was high. It turned out that the ethereal woman loved Feng Xie so deeply.

The graceful figure in red clothes is poignant and decisive, which can be regarded as the final farewell...

"I was wrong..."

Ye Jiang murmured, tears sliding down her trembling lips. The monotonous red color in the memory was desolate and peerless beauty. The sound was silent in the cold night, the fragrance of flowers fell slowly, and the fullness of

The raindrops fell on the glazed tiles, scattered, and disappeared. Only the red dress remained the same and never faded...

The rain kept falling, all night, and then all morning. There was no sunshine, no clouds, and the sky was so hazy. It was wet everywhere, and the air around was so dull and melancholy that my heart seemed to be unable to breathe.

stand up.

"Naga, I'm leaving!"

Jian Yao stood up in green clothes and followed the guards of the Imperial Pavilion to leave. Naga couldn't help but stretch out his hand.

"Jian Yao!"

He shouted softly, so she stopped and smiled slightly at him.

"I...I still have a lot of things that I haven't shown you...what I made...I...those trees that move...those winds that come by themselves...I..."

"Naka!" Jian Yao stopped him softly and looked at his dark eyes, which were as gloomy and moist as the slates after the rain.

"I'm leaving!" Jian Yao nodded firmly, turned around and walked away in small steps, leaving Najia to sit back on the couch slumped, his eyes locked in the direction of her departure.

"Clatter" the rapid sound of horse hooves passed through the entire school grounds. The shouting soldiers in the square suddenly dispersed and quietly watched the rider in blue. Jimo rode his horse and rushed towards the black general like crazy.

When he came to the front, he tightened the reins and raised the horse's hooves high. The black general stared coldly at the intruder without even raising his eyelids.

"She went in?"

The black general said nothing and nodded slightly.

"Didn't you say at night? Why so early?" Jimo asked angrily. He was hungover yesterday and missed the time to go to court. In fact, it doesn't matter whether he goes to court or not. With Naga's body, it is impossible for him to go to court early every day.

The ministers just followed the old rules and came to the meeting hall to sit for a while and then dispersed. But today was different. Jimo had been waiting for Naga's reaction. Jimo's heart seemed to have been severely cut when he saw Jian Yao entering the morning sun last night.

One knife, but he comforted himself afterwards, saying that was fine, if Naga intended to protect Jian Yao, maybe she wouldn't have to suffer like that. Jimo has been worrying about gains and losses for the past two days. He has never looked down on himself as much as he does today, and he will not

He expected that he would be so cruel, but maybe that knife could make up for his resentment towards Jian Yao. He always thought that she owed him. Isn't Mo Qi's tens of thousands of lives worth this knife enough?

"Is there any difference?" Black General asked, turning sideways and raising his hand towards the school field, and the soldiers continued to fight.

Jimo looked at Hei Jiang's cold face and suddenly had a bad feeling in his heart. He stepped forward and grabbed Hei General's front, and asked in a trembling voice: "Is something... something happened..."

The pronunciation of the last three words was very soft, and even he felt his body shaking, and the fear in his heart grew bigger and bigger, as if he was about to struggle as if he had a nightmare. Hei Jiang frowned and pushed him away, obviously

He said unhappily: Thinking of Jian Yao, Ye Jiang's smile gradually faded. He looked across the misty lake through the rain curtain. The dark pine forest on the other side was boundless, and Ye Jiang's eyes followed.

The rain became moist, and in the haziness, he saw Jian Yao, dressed in red on the wedding night, skinny and fragrant, with melodious string music. Ye Jiang suddenly understood and burst into tears. He never thought that the red that night was for her.

Wearing it by myself, with red silk wrapped around the beam, and the wedding candle burning high, it turns out that the ethereal woman is so deeply in love with Feng Xie. The graceful figure in red is poignant and decisive, which can be regarded as the final farewell...

"I was wrong..."

Ye Jiang murmured, tears sliding down her trembling lips. The monotonous red color in the memory was desolate and peerless beauty. The sound was silent in the cold night, the fragrance of flowers fell slowly, and the fullness of

The raindrops fell on the glazed tiles, scattered, and disappeared. Only the red dress remained the same and never faded...

The rain kept falling, all night, and then all morning. There was no sunshine, no clouds, and the sky was so hazy. It was wet everywhere, and the air around was so dull and melancholy that my heart seemed to be unable to breathe.

stand up.

"Naga, I'm leaving!"

Jian Yao stood up in green clothes and followed the guards of the Imperial Pavilion to leave. Naga couldn't help but stretch out his hand.

"Jian Yao!"

He shouted softly, so she stopped and smiled slightly at him.

"I...I still have a lot of things that I haven't shown you...what I made...I...those trees that move...those winds that come by themselves...I..."

"Naka!" Jian Yao stopped him softly and looked at his dark eyes, which were as gloomy and moist as the slates after the rain.

"I'm leaving!" Jian Yao nodded firmly, turned around and walked away in small steps, leaving Najia to sit back on the couch slumped, his eyes locked in the direction of her departure.

"Clatter" the rapid sound of horse hooves passed through the entire school grounds. The shouting soldiers in the square suddenly dispersed and quietly watched the rider in blue. Jimo rode his horse and rushed towards the black general like crazy.

When he came to the front, he tightened the reins and raised the horse's hooves high. The black general stared coldly at the intruder without even raising his eyelids.

"She went in?"

The black general said nothing and nodded slightly.

"Didn't you say at night? Why so early?" Jimo asked angrily. He was hungover yesterday and missed the time to go to court. In fact, it doesn't matter whether he goes to court or not. With Naga's body, it is impossible for him to go to court early every day.

The ministers just followed the old rules and came to the meeting hall to sit for a while and then dispersed. But today was different. Jimo had been waiting for Naga's reaction. Jimo's heart seemed to have been severely cut when he saw Jian Yao entering the morning sun last night.

One knife, but he comforted himself afterwards, saying that was fine, if Naga intended to protect Jian Yao, maybe she wouldn't have to suffer like that. Jimo has been worrying about gains and losses for the past two days. He has never looked down on himself as much as he does today, and he will not

He expected that he would be so cruel, but maybe that knife could make up for his resentment towards Jian Yao. He always thought that she owed him. Isn't Mo Qi's tens of thousands of lives worth this knife enough?

"Is there any difference?" Black General asked, turning sideways and raising his hand towards the school field, and the soldiers continued to fight.

Jimo looked at Hei Jiang's cold face and suddenly had a bad feeling in his heart. He stepped forward and grabbed Hei General's front, and asked in a trembling voice: "Is something... something happened..."

The pronunciation of the last three words was very soft, and even he felt his body shaking, and the fear in his heart grew bigger and bigger, as if he was about to struggle as if he had a nightmare. Hei Jiang frowned and pushed him away, obviously
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