Ling Ziliang's face was pale and painful!

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Of course he was in a bad mood! Of course he looked bad! Is there something wrong with him being in a good mood when he was about to die?

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"We are all sensible people. If you have something to say, I will say it directly." After a long while, Ling Ziliang regained his composure, tried hard to suppress the urge to run away, and spoke word by word.

Hearing this, the smile on Meng Xian's face suddenly froze, and his purple clothes trailed to the ground like blooming violets, meandering and blooming.

There was no trace of doubt in his crystal charming eyes, but more of pride.

After a moment of silence, he smiled sweetly and said: "Ziliang, I just like your straightforward temperament!"

Straightforward?

Well, beauty is in the eye of the beholder…

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Ling Ziliang turned around, stood in red clothes with his hands behind his back, and said righteously: "Is there any way you can save Ye Jiangxue?"

Meng Xian had a faint smile in his eyes, why didn't he believe him?

Ziliang, Ziliang, do you know that even if I deceive everyone in the world, I will not deceive you with a word or a word?

"Yes." Meng Xian replied decisively, staring at Ling Ziliang with his loving eyes.

Time seems to have stopped at this moment. Ten years, a whole decade, are not as good as this moment.

If he could, he would rather spend the next ten years in exchange for a moment like this.

"Help me save her. She cannot die. Even if she dies, my eldest brother will not live alone." Ling Ziliang's voice was trembling. He knew that for a shrewd person like Meng Xian, he had been waiting for this moment for a long time.

Therefore, he would definitely not agree easily without conditions.

But his conditions are really shocking, and they are probably difficult for him to accept.

Understanding the give-and-take emotion in Ling Ziliang's eyes, Meng Xian smiled lightly, stepped forward, hugged Ling Ziliang from behind, and said softly: "I can promise you anything you want, but you..."

"I won't owe you any favors. I know what you want." Ling Ziliang was serious and serious. He thought this was probably the most serious time since he was born.

As a member of the royal family of Dachen, he has the blood of the royal family of Dachen. He has never asked anyone else, but this time, for the sake of his eldest brother, he is willing to give it a go.

Seeing Ling Ziliang looking forward to death and in agony, Meng Xian was heartbroken.

Why, after ten years, has he never accepted him?

The halo of the dark and deep eyes flickered, and there was a hint of bewilderment.

The arms that hugged Ling Ziliang tightened, and he softly expressed his longing for you for many years: "I have liked you for a long, long time, really a long, long time, but I still feel that it is too late to meet you."

Ling Ziliang looked up to the sky speechlessly and screamed. If a beautiful lady like a flower expressed his affection like this, he might blink and think for a while. But the other person was Meng Xian, how should he think?

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"Ziliang, you may not like me, but I will always like you." Seeing that Ling Ziliang did not push him away, Meng Xian continued to express his feelings.

His lavender clothes were scattered on the ground in layers, draped loosely on his shoulders, highlighting his feminine beauty to the fullest.

"Meng Xian, you know, I have never liked you in the past ten years..." Ling Ziliang said seriously. He did not want to deceive Meng Xian. This man was too affectionate and he was afraid that he would continue like this.
Chapter completed!