Their lives are connected, and she cannot live alone even if she dies.

Ye Jiangxue is like her guardian, and she must protect her.

Ye Jiangxue's body returned to temperature, but she was sore and weak. But this was not caused by the poison invading her body, but her... They lingered for too long last night...

Seeing that Ye Jiangxue didn't even have the strength to speak, Ye Zuibi became even more worried.

Yan Junqing, who knew the inside story, lowered his eyes and said nothing, with an imperceptible bitter smile on his lips, and suddenly said softly: "I have something to say to Your Majesty. I hope Your Highness can..."

You haven't even entered the Chaohuang Palace yet, but you already look like an imperial husband?

Ye Zuibi was already dissatisfied with Yan Junqing for not protecting her sister, and she was even more angry now. But when she turned around and saw Ye Jiangxue's slightly longing eyes, she turned around and left very simply.

However, Ye Zuibi was still aggrieved. Ever since he came back, his sister had suffered misfortunes one after another. Not only did he fail to protect her, but he also made her sad again and again. What happened to this Yan Junqing...?

After leaving the Chaohuang Palace, they saw Yan Nian standing in front of the palace door like a sculpture. Standing in green clothes, his face was calm, as if he was isolated from the world, and he was elegant and independent.

Ye Zuibi slowly approached. This man looked like a blooming magnolia. He was persistent and resolute, and he could tell right from wrong. But he didn't understand that as a courtier, he seemed to care too much.

Seeing Yezuibi walking out, Yan Nian breathed a sigh of relief, and the tension and worry in his eyes suddenly disappeared. From a distance, he bowed to Yezuibi with a respectful and humble attitude.

After saluting, he turned around and prepared to leave.

"Stop." Yezuibi suddenly called him, her voice was clear and melodious, like a warbler's cry.

Hearing the voice, Yan Nian froze slightly, stopped slowly, turned around, stood calmly, calmly, and said in a gentle and gentle voice, "Why is Your Highness summoning you?"

"Sister is poisoned. The poison cannot be cured. I'm afraid..." Ye Zuibi's eyes were full of worry. She needed to find someone to deal with it. Feng Wu was not around. Seeing that Yan Nian cared about sister, she said so.

Yan Junqing became increasingly insecure, and she was afraid that he would not be able to protect her sister.

And the Yan Nian in front of her... She felt that to a certain extent, Yan Nian was more suitable for her sister than Yan Junqing.

Hearing Yezuibi's words, Yan Nian's indifferent body froze in vain. He raised his eyes, and a trace of pain flashed through his eyes: "Thank you, Your Majesty, for informing me."

The sun sets at dusk, the sun sets over the Western Mountains, smoke curls from the imperial capital, pavilions, pavilions, and hierarchical houses create a peaceful world.

Yan Nian turned around and left, alone and endlessly lonely.

[Drag away the shady prime minister]

Ling Ziliang was dressed in red clothes that were flying in the wind. The blood-red clothes were as bright and bright as the setting sun. He was tall and slender, walking gracefully on the road to the Prime Minister's Mansion alone.

He walked with eyes wide open, like a voluptuous burning fire.

On the gate of the Prime Minister's Mansion, a large gilt and jade plaque hangs high, with a handsome seal script written on it, with the simple four words "White Clothes Ming Xiang".

Ling Ziliang couldn't help but get furious when he saw this plaque. He strode towards the Prime Minister's Mansion and shouted as soon as he entered the gate: "What about Yan Junqing, that ice cube that has no humanity, no sex, no family ties, and no brotherly blood? Give him to the Crown Prince.

I'll call you out."

——[Yan Nian vs. Yan Junqing theatrical version]——

Qing (long eyes narrowed): I heard that your popularity has surged recently?

Yan: Well, it seems so.

Qing (smiling): What, you want to replace me as the male lead?

Yan: I really want to.

Qing (with a charming smile): So, where is the other protagonist?

Yan: You.

[Baoers who like beautiful boys and handsome boys, please use your imagination ~ Also: the content of the theatrical version is outside the main text, and the main text will definitely be enough for 1000+, Liu Liumu is deceiving, the Lun family is the biological mother!!!]

"boom--"

Audience: Where is your mother?

"Stepmother is not feeling well. She has gone back to rest." The babies stepped on Liu's mother, who was moaning in pain under her feet, and replied with a smile as bright as a flower.
Chapter completed!