He was thinking, if Liang Wenjing really had a chance, then she would...

Ji Feixiu was in a deep mood, and at the end of the moment, the corners of his eyes turned red: "Maybe I owe you in my previous life."

He swallowed his throat and then calmed down.

After several people returned to their positions one after another, Liang Wenqi, who had a high fever, cooled down his red face at a speed visible to the naked eye, and finally returned to a normal appearance, and even his body temperature was controlled.

After a while, he frowned and smiled softly.

Putting his snow-white hands on his forehead, he smiled and looked around the solid wood beams, and then looked around in place.

He can be anyone or just himself, the former young master who likes blue clothes, the former cat.

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Zhou Yun called Zhou Yanqing away because of the prince.

The prince was nominally sent to guard the imperial tomb, but in fact he was crazy. He was more crazy and too few when he was awake.

Zhou Yun concealed some content and said that since Liang Wenqian was here, he would move the day he would meet again. However, Zhou Yanqing guessed that something happened to the prince's brother, and that it was probably... he was crazy.

The fourth brother was afraid that she would be hurt by the scene, so he said that he would postpone it.

After that, Zhou Yun cooked in person, and Zhou Yanqing cooperated, as if he knew nothing, as if he had found nothing. Both of them were intentionally maintaining their superficial peace.

Until after meals.

Zhou Yanqing looked distracted, as if she had been split in half, half worried about the high fever, and half worried about the situation on the prince. She walked back in a daze.

"Oh……"

The handsome and elegant noble man was wearing a washed blue dress. A smile appeared on the corner of his lips. His laughter was bright and his expression was also soft. It was like a pool of clean water, and also like a spring peach blossoming in a tree.

Zhou Yanqing was suddenly stunned on the spot.

The face seems to be asking about that face, but it seems to have changed, like a combination of many people.

The man stood under the eaves and leaned against the door. He only needed to take one step to walk out of the shade. One step away was the sunshine of the world.

She stared at the handsome man in blue in a daze, as if he was back then, but he was no longer the same as before.

"You, why..."

"Girl, come."

He waved at her.

It seemed as if a strange magic power was leading her forward, she walked out of the sunshine of the world and came under the shade where he was.

She raised her face and stared at the man, handsome, handsome, handsome, and many adjectives can be used on him, like clouds gathering the best of everything in the world.

The spring breeze is him, the summer sun is him, the autumn rain is him, and the winter snow is him.

Her throat choked. "You..."

My eyes suddenly turned red, as if I had returned to the heavy rainy night, the black fog, the increasingly weak boy, the person who bit her.

"Do you miss me?"

She pursed her lips, "I don't want to."

But his eyes are getting redder.

"It's so ruthless."

He was still laughing, his fingertips gently stroked her face inch by inch, "I have grown up and my facial features have grown a lot. If I said...I want to kiss you now, would you refuse?"

Something in the body was about to move. Looking at the person in front of him, I couldn't help feeling in my heart. It was a novel experience.

She opened his hand. "You...who wants you to save me."

He was stunned.

"I'm a little jealous. You obviously didn't treat me like that before."

He refers to her tenderness towards Liang Wen-chan.
Chapter completed!