He has been changing, but she can never see it.

Those beastly natures that were ready to move were suppressed by him desperately.

He knew very well that his pathological paranoia and possessiveness could easily make him do inhumane things.

He hated her, but he was so shameless that he didn't want to be hated by her, so he was willing to give her a chance.

"Master, it's snowing, you'd better come in."

"Get out." Zhou Zimo said a word coldly, and his towering figure was like a mountain. He stood motionless in front of the door, holding his big hands stiffly. As long as he exerted a little force, the white gauze would seep blood.

Adjutant Liang had no choice but to stand under the light with an oil umbrella for him. If possible, he really wanted to roll up his sleeves and fight with the fourth concubine.

A stern-hearted woman is so annoying.

...

Wuyun Mountain, heavy snow, the scenery outside the window is particularly beautiful.

The earth is quiet and peaceful, which makes all the restlessness in the mind calm down.

Ye Yifan was wearing a white rabbit-wool coat and looked out the window quietly, beautiful and pure like a fairy, giving people an inviolable sense of sacredness.

There was no expression on her face, and her black eyes covered by long eyelashes were flashing with light that was blocked thousands of miles away, but there was a deep sense of sadness.

Looking at the luggage on the table that had nothing to do with her, she walked to the bed and sat down.

It turned out that no matter where she went, there would be nothing in this world that belonged to her.

She has no family, friendship, love, money, and status.

There was not even a decent piece of luggage. If it weren't for the unreliable Liu Junxi, I'm afraid she would jump into the river and swim abroad.

"Ye Yifan, you are free." She talked to herself alone, but she was not half happy.

It's like a stray cat in the alley, I don't know where to run.

Freedom has no destination.

Seeing the bloody handkerchief, she unconsciously clenched it and closed her eyes a little tired.

It was in the tomb chamber. She pushed the stone and scratched her hand. Zhou Zimo took it out and bandaged her.

Finally, he pushed away the big stone. He should be seriously injured, right?

I don’t know why, but I hate him so much before, but now I can’t hate him.

Maybe it's because I'm leaving.

Recalling the little things that the two met, she realized that she had always engraved him in her mind.

She remembers it clearly whether it is good or bad.

"Zhou Zimo, I'm sorry."

Ye Yifan lowered his head in discomfort, and a tear fell on the handkerchief...

She knew that he really loved her, otherwise he would not have ignored his life for her, but she did not believe in love.

All love has a shelf life. After this date, who will he be with?

She knew that even if Zhou Zimo gave up on her, she would not allow her to be with Ye Hancheng, so let her go away.

Leave here forever.

Goodbye, Jiangcheng...

The woman's white and tender little hands slowly stretched out of the window, spread out her palms, and the handkerchief immediately disappeared into the wind.

...

"Young Master, why are you still laughing? I'm almost in a hurry."

"Hahaha..." Liu Junxi covered her stomach and bent over, laughing wildly.

Erniu said frowningly: "The people we sent to the ruined temple have been arrested. If we follow the clues, it will be a disaster."

"Are you just a few prostitutes? Maybe you're happy with that old man now. What are you worried about?"
Chapter completed!