Tianshui Pavilion, beside the small river, lotus flowers bloomed in an instant, and the white flowers swayed in the wind.

Under the four-cornered eaves, the stubborn girl's eyes have lost their coldness. The tight arc of her jaw has softened, and her whole body seems like a gorgeous peach blossom, as innocent and romantic as every girl.

She raised her head and just kept looking at the boy. Her eyes were as clear as a stream.

He held a jade flute as white as snow in his hands, his wide cuffs fluttering in the wind, and the song "Phoenix Seeking the Phoenix" played from the corners of his lips.

The sound of the flute was lingering, melodious, lingering, sometimes high-pitched, sometimes soft, like the whispers between lovers. The breeze blew, the lotus flowers were in full bloom, and the white birds were spinning in the air, lingering. They kept looking at each other like this. Faintly

Under the sunlight, her black hair and his hair were blown by the breeze, lightly tangled.

Qinglong stood behind the boy and girl. The warm sunlight shone on them, like a legendary immortal.

It's as beautiful as a dream, so illusory and ethereal that people can't bear to disturb it, but...

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Qinglong frowned, it seemed like he had to be a bad guy for once?

"Your Highness"

As soon as he finished speaking, the flute sound in the pavilion stopped abruptly.

The first thing Ji Shidian spoke was his bodyguard. If nothing happened, he would usually not disturb him, "Qinglong, what happened?"

"Your Highness, there is an emergency in the Kingdom of Spring. Your Majesty wants you to go back!"

"Really? Father?" Ji Shidian frowned, turned to Panjian and said, "Xiao Luo'er, I have to leave first. Just wait for me. I will definitely marry you in a month."

The man's pleasant voice echoed in the air.

Pan Jian looked at these serious eyes, and the sweetness in his heart spread little by little. Then he opened the corner of his lips and said jokingly, "Okay, Your Highness Ji, keep your word, I'll wait for you to come,

Don’t wait until the time comes.”

She was cunning, so he smiled and stroked her hair lovingly. He turned around and strode away, always followed by the Qinglong.

"Brother Shi" she called softly, her voice too low to be heard.

Pan Jian's clothes were flowing gracefully, and the ink-like black hair spread out, pouring down in an instant, like a goddess bathing in the moonlight, filled with the sacred aura that cannot be blasphemed.

She just stood there, watching the peerless handsome man stride away, feeling a sudden sadness in her heart. She didn't know where this sadness came from, but she just looked at his back like this. She felt infinite sadness in her heart, as if he was...

Go, turn around, and it will be a hundred years.

She watched him leave in a hurry, his back hurriedly, and there were thousands of voices calling in her heart, trying to stop the man from leaving.

She wants him not to leave. Isn't your song "Feng Qiu Huang" over yet?

She wants him to look back, even if it's just for a moment. At least I can get comfort from your eyes.

She wanted to...ask her...(Does he like her?)

Jie Yu watched the peerless person walk under a banyan tree, and the fluttering leaves fell on her body, giving her a sense of beauty and decay.

Watching that handsome man walk out of the lady's sight and disappear at the end of the long journey.

The lady's eyes never left her from beginning to end.

From the beginning to the end, her back was like the leaves that suddenly fell to the ground, so thrilling and lonely.

A few years later, when the young lady had become the most noble woman in Jiyue Continent, the lonely figure with long hair flying under the banyan tree always appeared in her mind. After so many years of ups and downs, I think back to the prosperous life of the young lady when she was 14 years old.

The purest scenery here!

"Miss, His Highness Ji has already left. Let's go have dinner. I'm afraid Master Sheng will be impatient." He explained in a respectful manner, changing his usual confusion and breaking the silence.

Just to prevent the young lady from feeling so lonely...

"Okay." She took one last look at the figure disappearing at the end of the avenue, and suddenly said, "Jieyu, let's go down near Putuo Temple later."

Jieyu was stunned for a moment, and just as he was about to say yes, a sharp and piercing scream came from the temple.

"That's..." Pan Jian tried his best to control his frantic heartbeat, quickly turned around, walked through the corridor, and ran in the direction of the scream.

Looking under the peach blossom tree, Pan Jian felt heartbroken.

The peach blossoms are in full bloom in the middle of the mountain, and the human eye is lost. Under the tree, a man who looks like a moon god has ferocious eyes, and his hands are cruelly pinching the woman's white and tender neck. The woman's face is pale, and her originally dark eyes are ashen and silent, as if everything is gone.

disappeared in her eyes.

Next to him, He Lianxuan supported Luo Wushuang, who was already unconscious.

Luoyin screamed at the top of her lungs, holding the woman on the ground with her hands and crying. She pointed her slender hand straight at the woman who was being choked by the man, and shouted, "Gong Lian, what did you do to my second sister?

Cruel woman, Brother Murong, you want to take revenge on Second Sister."

After listening to the woman's words, the man's eyes became more violent and he tightened his grip.

Gong Lian had difficulty breathing, and a wry smile appeared on her lips, like a weak lavender, "Murong Fu, do you just believe her... one-sided words?"

After speaking, he slowly fell down.

"No...don't...second sister"

Time seemed to stop, the surrounding sounds disappeared, and Pan Jian's consciousness stayed at the moment when Gong Lian fell.

She mobilized all her internal energy and rushed to Gong Lian's side. She took over her fallen body and looked up at the decaying peach blossoms scattered on the ground. Her eyes were filled with indifference as she looked at the man standing under the peach blossom tree, who was as handsome as the moon god.

Pan Jian felt heartbroken for the man who made the second sister devote everything to love, "Second sister, is this the man you like?"

Leaning Gong Lian under the peach blossom tree, she stood up, raised her hand, and used all her strength to hit the man in the face. The rotten flowers bloomed.

Only a snap was heard, leaving a red slap mark on Murong Fu's face.

Everyone looked at Pan Jian in disbelief.

Murong Fu covered his face and looked like a wolf.

Pan Jian said harshly, "Murong Fu, is this how you treat the woman who loves you?"

He Lianxuan was stunned by the scene in front of him. Maybe he didn't expect that the lady Gong Yingluo could actually do Qinggong. In an instant, he seemed to have changed into a different person. "Miss Gong?" He wanted to say are you okay, but look.

After looking at Murong Fu, I didn't know how to speak.

Luoyin's eyes hid hatred and she said sadly, "Gong Yingluo, what are you doing? You sisters are so cruel. You know that my second sister is weak and you beat her. If I hadn't discovered it earlier, my second sister's angina would have relapsed."

He is dead a long time ago. I know that you are envious of the second sister and Brother Murong's marriage, so you deliberately sabotage it, but you shouldn't be so cruel in everything like this, otherwise someone will die."

Pan Jian turned around and approached Luoyin step by step. He stopped, bent down, raised Luoyin's delicate chin with his slender hands, and lightly traced her red nails across her Bai Xiwushuang's face.

Enchanted, "What were you talking about just now? I didn't hear it clearly. Can you please say something else? Huh?"

Luoyin wanted to wave away the hand that was clamping her chin, but looking at Panjian's dangerous eyes, she didn't dare. Her eyelashes trembled like a butterfly that had lost its direction, "I said you sisters are vipers..."

"Huh? Say it again?" He tightened his grip.

"Ah!!! It hurts." The sound was painful, and his face wrinkled up.

He Lianxuan couldn't stand it anymore, but he finally said, "Miss Luo, it's your second sister's fault. Now that it has happened, let's solve it quickly."

Pan Jian let go, stood up, and looked directly at He Lianxuan, "What's wrong with Second Sister? He Lianxuan, please tell me, what's wrong with Second Sister?"

Although she was so calm and gentle, He Lianxuan felt that she was angry and remained silent.

His movements are slow, his whole body carries a crazy aura, his clothes are flying, his elegance and beauty are breathtaking.

Seeing Pan Jian like this, He Lianxuan was stunned and couldn't say anything. He and Murong Fu were standing outside just now. The woman had something to whisper, and they couldn't disturb them. When they heard Luoyin's scream and rushed in,

Then he saw Luo Wushuang lying unconscious on the ground. Luoyin insisted that Gong Lian had beaten Luo Wushuang. Luo Wushuang's face reflected Gong Lian's finger prints, and the next scene happened.

Pan Jian sneered, "You haven't figured it out at all, right, Luoyin, you keep saying that my second sister beat Luo Wushuang, which caused her angina to relapse, but Luoyin, you can eat whatever you want, but you can't say random things, Luo Wushuang has

She knows best if she doesn’t have angina pectoris.”

Murong Fu was shocked, "What do you mean by this?"

Seeing that the lie was seen through, Luoyin looked a little flustered, but quickly calmed down, "Gong Yingluo, don't slander others. No one knows more about my second sister's angina pectoris than me. She has it since she was born."

"Really? Anyway, I can't control your family affairs."

The two of them helped Gong Lian up, and turned to Murong Fu who was standing aside, "As the saying goes, Murong Fu, the God of War in the Kingdom of Autumn, is very perceptive, but you lack even basic observation skills. It's really curious. Your

How did you get the merit?"

After that, he helped Gong Lian and left.

Murong Fu frowned tightly, the anger of being deceived surged into his heart, his eyes were cruel, "Luoyin, Luo Wushuang, what on earth is going on?"

Luoyin was frightened by his eyes and made a guilty sophistry, "Brother Murong, don't listen to Gong Yingluo's one-sided words. It's not like you don't know about my second sister's angina pectoris. If you're not careful, it will recur. Don't believe me."

Ask Brother Xuan"

"He Lianxuan!!!"

A certain man's mind was not here at all since he left Panjian. Seeing the flames of war spreading to him, he touched his nose helplessly, "Fu, now is not the time to be angry. Find a doctor and give Wushuang a good look.

That way, it’s clear at a glance whether you are sick or not.”

Luoyin glared at him and was about to say something when suddenly Luo Wushuang, who had been unconscious, woke up and said weakly, "Fu?"

Luoyin grabbed her hand and breathed a sigh of relief in her heart, exclaiming, "Second sister, it's great that you finally woke up. I was so worried about you."

"Fu?" She stretched out her hand towards Murong Fu.
Chapter completed!