"Junqing..." Ye Jiangxue called Yan Junqing's name softly, raised her head and pecked on his beautiful and calm cheek.

Her bright eyes instantly turned into starry eyes. She smiled secretly, and was very excited.

Looking at Ye Jiangxue's happy look, Yan Junqing's shallow lips smiled a little.

A light kiss fell on Ye Jiangxue's forehead and whispered beautifully in her ears: "Jiangxue can really sleep."

She was the only one in her doting purple eyes, and she was the only one left between heaven and earth. The arms surrounding her waist tightened. Smelling the faint fragrance of peach blossoms between her hair, a feeling of satisfaction suddenly arose.

After the little joy, there was a surging sadness. The current situation could no longer allow her to fantasize about false beauty.

Bai Ruoxi of the Bai family is still in the hands of the Xuanyuan clan. It was her nightmare and his tragedy outside the pass.

She doesn't want him to suffer any more harm. What's the fear of death for this?

The Chaohuang Palace is quiet and beautiful, and this is the world of the two of them, and no one disturbs them.

Sorrow slowly climbed between Ye Jiangxue's eyebrows, looking at Yan Junqing sadly and helplessly. She placed her little head gently on his chest, muffled her voice, and said seriously: "Junqing... No matter what I do, you are not allowed to go outside the pass. If you dare to leave the imperial capital, I will never die in peace."

Her words were so sure, with a bright cold light in her eyes. Her plain white and slender hands tightly grasped Yan Junqing's clothes, and she put her black little head tightly on Yan Junqing's chest.

This strong woman was so painful that she suffocated when she thought of separation, she still kept silent and didn't want him to see it.

Ye Jiangxue's words made Yan Junqing's heart twitch and painful. The words related to her life and death were just heard once, and he felt panic and pain. How could he imagine the arrival of this day?

Yan Junqing's eyes were dark and he hurt her in the end, and hurt her in a way that hurts herself.

"Your Majesty, Meng Xian is looking for a meeting." Suddenly, a crisp sound came from outside the hall. Biyun stood respectfully and outside the Chaohuang Hall. Her delicate face had no expression, and her pupils were filled with guilt.

In the past few days, in order to take care of Ye Jiangxue, she has also lost weight a lot, and her thin face looks more dignified and calm, and her aura is noble.

Meng Xian's white wrist was tightly wrapped around Ling Ziliang, and the scarlet clothes were blooming layer by layer, so beautiful that they were extremely beautiful, with bright eyes and white teeth, and a pair of shimmering phoenix eyes staring at Ling Ziliang, as if they were staring at his life.

Ling Ziliang, who was beside him, was helpless and indignant, blinking his purple eyes, pulling the claws that Meng Xian tied on his arm.

Pull it off – it didn't fall off.

Pull it off again - it didn't fall off.

Keep scattering—and still didn't fall off.

t_t

Before dusk and at sunset, he finally chose to be with this shemale who looked like a tail.

Once again, we will express four words with practical actions - cutting, land, compensation, and payment!

t_t

"Let them come in." In Chaohuang Palace, Ye Jiangxue struggled to hold up, and fine beads of sweat oozing out of her pale forehead. She glanced at Yan Junqing and said softly: "Your brother really has a way to make Meng Xian so obedient."

As the person involved, she understands best what she did back then that made Meng Xian hate her.
Chapter completed!