And there was a pair of blue eyes watching them in the depths of the night, with suppressed fury. Feng Xie finally understood what it felt like to be extremely jealous, even if everything was destroyed! He looked at her, greedy.

With a little fear, if I hold another woman like this, will she feel the same way?

"Jimo, this song is "Song of Li Ren"."

Jian Yao whispered in Jimo's ear. Jimo's eyes dimmed suddenly, and he understood that the beauty blooming in this moment would become a lifetime of loneliness and an unforgettable pain...

Late at night, I am even more thoughtful and unfounded, and the sound of the wind...

After seeing off Jimo, Jian Yao returned to her dormitory, thinking about brother Mu Cheng and the three wedding invitations. Jian Yao did not say sorry when Jimo left. In her heart, she may have thought that Jimo owed her something. If he had told her back then,

Where is she going?

I'm afraid that I only have a limited time, which is better than the helplessness I feel now. If Jimo hadn't left, Jian Yao wouldn't have seen his feelings for Feng Xie clearly. If he could live without love for the rest of his life, it would be better than the pain of lovesickness that he cannot love now.

The candlelight in Ziyuan Hall flickered on and off. When Jian Yao entered the room, he saw Jian Mucheng, who was supposed to be leaving, with his back turned to him, straightening his lonely back in the darkness. Although he was far away, although there was nothing but his figure.

He couldn't see clearly, but Jian Yao knew it was him. This late at night, his back and his

Jian Yao's appearance was the same, which Jian Yao would never forget. He was tall and exuded a touch of helplessness. Jian Yao came closer and put his hand on his shoulder. Jian Mu Cheng did not turn around and remained standing, but Jian Yao felt

His shoulders shook slightly, and he turned his back to himself and said:

"Jian Yao, stay with me, don't go anywhere..."

Jian Yao leaned his head on Jian Mucheng's back, which was still as warm as ever: "But brother Mu Cheng, I want to go to Tiandu! Let me go!"

Jian Mucheng shook his head and said nothing. Jian Yao pulled his shoulder hard, trying to call him to turn around and look at him.

"Jian Yao, I'm leaving!"

After Jian Mu Cheng finished speaking, he strode away and slowly disappeared into the night. Jian Yao chased after him, stretched out his hand and called out to Brother Mu Cheng. She didn't understand why he didn't want to look at her from the beginning to the end.

"Jian Yao, when I look at you, you have to look at me again. You are no longer the same person you were before. Looking at me, can you bring back the Jian Yao you used to be? Will it make you feel warm and comfortable? Jian Yao,

Do you feel as happy when you look at me as you do when you look at him?"

Jian Yao's hand retracted and fell weakly...

In the early morning of the Dongyin Palace, a fire burned most of the Xiangxiao Palace. It was already bright when Jian Yao arrived. Guards and servants were coming and going, sorting out the ashes of the fire. Jian Mucheng stood alone on a high place,

Looking down at the crowd at his feet without saying a word, Jian Yao looked so gloomy that he seemed to be dripping with water.

"Brother Mu Cheng, is there something missing?"

Jian Mucheng sneered and said: "We are missing a spy!"

Jian Yao immediately understood that Ye Jiang had been under house arrest in Xiangxiao Palace after being injured. The intention of the fire was clear. He thought that Ye Jiang was indeed from Beili, because no one in Xize today has the ability to do such a thing.

Yes, but who is the person behind Ye Jiang? Could it be him?

Just as he was thinking about it, he leaned forward and Jian Mucheng pulled her close to his arms without any gentleness. His golden eyes were full of dangerous desire and he said:
Chapter completed!