Her eyebrows are set into temples, her eyes are long and narrow, her nose is straight, and her thin pink lips are beautiful.

Naturally luxurious and elegant.

Perfect as a god's house.

Beside him was Bei Gong Jing'er, who was dressed in fine clothes.

They look like a perfect couple.[

Behind them is a gorgeous green cover.

The wind blew the tassels on the nine-curved canopy, and also blew the sleeves of their robes...

Everyone knelt down, and I don't know who raised the head.

‘The voice of His Royal Highness the Prince who lives a thousand years ago’.

Rolling between heaven and earth like rolling thunder.

Feng Lingyan clung to the railing behind her tightly, her fingertips turning pale white without realizing it.

The sky was filled with extremely low clouds.

The moon and stars were not visible, only the wind was blowing on my face, which was painful.

I never knew that my heart could hurt so much.

He and another woman stood up together to accept the congratulations of all the people...

It seems like my whole chest is twitching...

She stretched out a hand and grasped her chest as if she couldn't help it.

Fanxiang, you made me believe in you - yes, I believe in you too. I have always believed in you...

But, why do I have to see this?

I really want to leave this hellish place...

My chest felt tight and painful, and my legs and feet felt weak.

There are people on all sides and lights on all sides.

All the lights were dazzlingly bright.

She subconsciously grabbed the fur straps at the front and felt chills all over her body.[

Jiyue Fanxiang's eyes seemed to be looking towards her.

There was a slight pause, and no one could understand the look that flashed in his eyes.

He hit something unknown with his foot and suddenly stumbled.

"Brother Fanxiang."

Bei Gong Jing'er hurriedly held one of his arms.

Jiyue Fanxiang's loss of composure just now was only for a moment.

He smiled faintly and patted Bei Gong Jing'er on the shoulder: "Don't worry, I'm fine. It's time to repair this place again."

Bei Gong Jing'er glanced at his feet subconsciously.

There was a small pit there, and Jiyue Fanxiang just stepped into the small pit with one foot.

"Brother Fanxiang, your feet are okay, right?"
Chapter completed!