"Go east..." Zhuo Ye replied. The eastern part of Tianshuo is close to the sea. It is quite cold in many places in January and February of the lunar calendar. I think the weather should be good in cities near the sea...
Lian Qin nodded when he heard this, and after thinking for a while, he said: "I have some things to deal with tomorrow, so I won't be able to see you off. Please take care of yourself along the way..."
Zhuo Ye smiled and said: "Okay, if you have something to do, just go and do it. Don't worry about me." After a pause, he added: "That's right, I don't like that kind of parting scene either..."
"You...get in the car..." Lian Qin said trying her best to suppress her emotions.
"Well, you also... take care of it!" Zhuo Ye said, turned around and got into the carriage.
After walking for a while, Zhuo Ye opened the car curtain and ordered: "Go to Prince Jin's Mansion..."
Prince Jin's Mansion.
Although he hadn't seen Zhuo Ye for a few days, Feng Linge missed her very much, but he couldn't be happy about her arrival this time...
"Ye'er...are you here to say goodbye to me?" Feng Linge looked at Zhuo Ye's exquisite face lustfully and smiled tenderly, but the smile was so forced that people couldn't bear to look at it...
"So Linge already knows..." Zhuo Ye lowered his head slightly, not daring to look into Feng Linge's affectionate eyes.
"Well..." Feng Linge nodded and said softly: "Last night, the third brother was here..."
Zhuo Ye said "Oh" and stopped talking. She suddenly didn't know what to say.
"Ye'er..." Feng Linge called softly.
"Huh?" Zhuo Ye still didn't raise his head and responded in a low voice.
Feng Linge opened and closed his lips and asked awkwardly: "When will you leave?"
"tomorrow."
"Oh...so fast..." Feng Linge murmured in a daze.
Zhuo Ye pursed his lips and said nothing.
The two suddenly fell silent, and the room was quiet...
After a while, Feng Linge softly called out again: "Ye'er..."
"Um?"
"You have to take good care of yourself."
"I will." Zhuo Ye nodded.
"Ye'er..."
"Um?"
"Can you raise your head? Let me take a good look at you..." Feng Linge finally couldn't help but request.
Zhuo Ye couldn't bear to refuse Feng Linge's request. He raised his head and tried his best to give him a soft smile.
After Feng Linge stared at Zhuo Ye for a while, he reached out and gently touched her smooth and smooth face, and said emotionally: "Ye'er, I really can't let you go..."
"Linge... I'm sorry... I... I..." Zhuo Ye's nose was a little sour and his heart was a little stuffy. He couldn't describe what it was like.
"Silly girl, why are you saying sorry?" Feng Linge smiled, moved his hand to Zhuo Ye's head, and patted it lovingly: "I understand, Ye'er just wants to live the life he likes..."
Zhuo Ye was extremely conflicted. On this day, from the Lian family to Prince Jin's palace, she was surrounded by this kind of deep sorrow and sadness. She was not at all as relaxed as she had thought. What was wrong with her? Finally she could
Shouldn't she be happy to leave this place of right and wrong? Why... is she so sad...
After talking to Feng Linge for a while, Zhuo Ye returned to Prince Jin's Mansion in the evening.
After sending Qiao Ling to inform Feng Lince that she was leaving tomorrow, Zhuo Ye started to pack her things. In fact, there was nothing to pack. Except for the things in the travel bag that traveled with her, they were just a few replacement items.
Clothes, as well as the more than two thousand taels of silver notes, there was nothing else.
After cleaning up, Zhuo Ye felt a little thirsty, so he sat down and drank tea.
At this time, Feng Linche suddenly came in quietly, holding a package of things in his hand, handed it to Zhuo Ye, and said coldly: "You need this."
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