Tiandu Chaoyang Hall

With her slender bare hands, she sprinkled a handful of fish food on the sparkling lake. Jian Yao sat on the railing of the jade belt bridge in the lake, watching the fish gather happily and disperse desertedly. Jimo stood behind her, staring speechlessly, without any words.

Have the courage to help her weak shoulders again.

“What year is this?”

Jian Yao suddenly spoke, and Jimo was at a loss. Seeing no one answered, Jian Yao sighed softly and said to himself: "I can't remember clearly, time is too fast, and I am always wandering between gains and losses, but I think I am going to get something."

Only then did I realize that the only person following me has always been loss..."

Jimo's lips moved, wanting to comfort but not knowing how to speak. Jian Yao looked at Qingping under the bridge and fell into a brief silence. After a while, she said again: "Jimo, isn't it stupid to fight against fate?

"

"You are not stupid. Those who surrender to their fate are cowardly!"

Jian Yao looked back in surprise, and saw Jimo looking at her with a complicated expression, and forced a smile: "You finally talked to me!"

Jimo took a step forward and stood next to Jian Yao: "I...I'm sorry..."

"I'm the one who should be sorry. It's me who betrayed your feelings. Jimo, you should hate me. If you feel guilty, I will feel ashamed."

Jian Yao's words made Jimo feel distressed. He looked down at her empty eyes, thinking about all that she had gone through. The sadness under the shadow of the trees in September in Nanyang was still vivid in his mind. The kiss between her and Jian Muchen was still imprinted in his heart.

Are you in love? He asked silently in his heart, but couldn't say it out loud. Taking courage, Jimo raised his hand and gently pressed Jian Yao's shoulder, and the slight body temperature spread to the bottom of his heart along his fingertips.

"Jimo, I've always wanted to ask, why are you in Tiandu? What happened between you and Huaisha?"

Thinking of Huaisha, Jimo felt worried, his palms slid down, and the subtle throbbing in his heart was gone. The Nanyang envoy was still in the house, and he needed an antidote to save Huaisha, although Fan Liang used the best medicine to restrain it.

Although there is no antidote within half a month, Huaisha is still going to die, but how can Jimo speak at this moment? Jian Mucheng injured Huaisha, causing her to die, but Huaisha also plotted against Jian Mucheng.

Both sides suffer losses in the battle. Will Jian Yao use the antidote to save Jian Mucheng's people?

"Jimo?" Seeing that he was distracted, Jian Yao called his name in a low voice. Jimo frowned, as if he had decided something, and then knelt down with a plop. Jian Yao was shocked and at a loss, and hurriedly stretched out his hand to pull.

Bian said: "What's wrong?"

"Jian Yao, please save Yi Huaisha, she has been poisoned and is in danger!"

Jian Yao stopped and looked at Jimo angrily: "Why should I save her? Because of her, I lost Dongyin. Because of her, Brother Mu Cheng's whereabouts are unknown. Jimo, what reason do you have for me to save her?"

"

Jimo's head was lowered so that his expression could not be seen clearly. Jian Yao's tears fell on the top of his head and wet his hair.

"I have no reason, I just beg you. Even if I know the result, I will give it a try." He raised his head as he spoke, with the same mist in his eyes as Jian Yao.

"Jian Yao, do you remember the Pearl Sea? I said that was the hometown of the Jiao people, but why can't they go back?"

"Why?" Jian Yao seemed to be bewitched by Jimo's words and couldn't help but listen. These unknown sides of Jimo, these secrets that the Jiao clan swore to protect to the death, why should they be revealed today? Tiandu Chaoyang Palace

With her slender bare hands, she sprinkled a handful of fish food on the sparkling lake. Jian Yao sat on the railing of the jade belt bridge in the lake, watching the fish gather happily and disperse desertedly. Jimo stood behind her, staring speechlessly, without any words.

Have the courage to help her weak shoulders again.

“What year is this?”

Jian Yao suddenly spoke, and Jimo was at a loss. Seeing no one answered, Jian Yao sighed softly and said to himself: "I can't remember clearly, time is too fast, and I am always wandering between gains and losses, but I think I am going to get something."

Only then did I realize that the only person following me has always been loss..."

Jimo's lips moved, wanting to comfort but not knowing how to speak. Jian Yao looked at Qingping under the bridge and fell into a brief silence. After a while, she said again: "Jimo, isn't it stupid to fight against fate?

"

"You are not stupid. Those who surrender to their fate are cowardly!"

Jian Yao looked back in surprise, and saw Jimo looking at her with a complicated expression, and forced a smile: "You finally talked to me!"

Jimo took a step forward and stood next to Jian Yao: "I...I'm sorry..."

"I'm the one who should be sorry. It's me who betrayed your feelings. Jimo, you should hate me. If you feel guilty, I will feel ashamed."

Jian Yao's words made Jimo feel distressed. He looked down at her empty eyes, thinking about all that she had gone through. The sadness under the shadow of the trees in September in Nanyang was still vivid in his mind. The kiss between her and Jian Muchen was still imprinted in his heart.

Are you in love? He asked silently in his heart, but couldn't say it out loud. Taking courage, Jimo raised his hand and gently pressed Jian Yao's shoulder, and the slight body temperature spread to the bottom of his heart along his fingertips.

"Jimo, I've always wanted to ask, why are you in Tiandu? What happened between you and Huaisha?"

Thinking of Huaisha, Jimo felt worried, his palms slid down, and the subtle throbbing in his heart was gone. The Nanyang envoy was still in the house, and he needed an antidote to save Huaisha, although Fan Liang used the best medicine to restrain it.

Although there is no antidote within half a month, Huaisha is still going to die, but how can Jimo speak at this moment? Jian Mucheng injured Huaisha, causing her to die, but Huaisha also plotted against Jian Mucheng.

Both sides suffer losses in the battle. Will Jian Yao use the antidote to save Jian Mucheng's people?

"Jimo?" Seeing that he was distracted, Jian Yao called his name in a low voice. Jimo frowned, as if he had decided something, and then knelt down with a plop. Jian Yao was shocked and at a loss, and hurriedly stretched out his hand to pull.

Bian said: "What's wrong?"

"Jian Yao, please save Yi Huaisha, she has been poisoned and is in danger!"

Jian Yao stopped and looked at Jimo angrily: "Why should I save her? Because of her, I lost Dongyin. Because of her, Brother Mu Cheng's whereabouts are unknown. Jimo, what reason do you have for me to save her?"

"

Jimo's head was lowered so that his expression could not be seen clearly. Jian Yao's tears fell on the top of his head and wet his hair.

"I have no reason, I just beg you. Even if I know the result, I will give it a try." He raised his head as he spoke, with the same mist in his eyes as Jian Yao.

"Jian Yao, do you remember the Pearl Sea? I said that was the hometown of the Jiao people, but why can't they go back?"
Chapter completed!