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The long, soft warm yellow scarf lifted in the wind and sailed through the ethereal gray clouds, like a bright boat in the dim sea, sailing into the distance of the setting sun.

The delicate tassels are wisps of tassels, blowing with the wind, reflecting the hazy light of the slanting sun, like the swaying Kong Ming lantern gradually moving away......

Dissipate in the afterglow of the setting sun.

The maroon hair is silently brushed, and the girl stands on the edge of the cliff, her back shrouded in a rosy sunset, and her white dress dances in the wind.

Dozens of black-clad guards were stationed all over the cliff, scarlet eyes staring at the girl on the edge of the cliff, and then at each other......

There was silence.

Short blond brown hair blows in the wind, and curly strands of hair tuft around her cheeks.

Longya stood not far from the edge of the cliff, staring blankly at the scarf in the sky, and then slowly looked at the girl with a hazy figure in the afterglow of the sunset...... His eyes suddenly trembled violently.

She stepped forward slowly, stretched out her hand and pulled over the silent girl on the edge of the cliff, her eyes trembled slightly, and her eyes were surprised and incredulous:

"Qianling...... What are you doing? Do you know what you're doing......

Chestnut hair fell silently over his shoulders.

Qianling stood in front of her, expressionless and speechless.

The hand clutching his shoulder trembled a little, Longya stared at her without blinking, his lips trembled slightly, and his hoarse and annoyed voice revealed pathos:

"Why did you throw away the scarf? That's your hard work! You said it was a gift for Lord Lan Yue, and you protected and hugged me all the way, and I didn't even let you touch it...... How can you say that you can throw it away now......"

"Not a whim. "The voice is very soft.

Qianling slowly raised her eyes and looked at her, a pale smile appeared faintly on her lips, and her voice was so soft that it seemed to be blown away by the wind at any time:

"It's just a shoddy thing that can't be put on the table. No one wants it anyway, so it's useless to keep it. What's more, it was just picked up by the side of the road, and the wild dog grabbed it from his mouth...... Originally, I wanted to make do casually, but since I was recognized, I threw it away, and it was not a pity. If you like it, I'll pick one up next time......"

Longya stared at her blankly, her lips open, not knowing what to say. The circles under his eyes gradually became redder, and his trembling and excited voice suddenly increased:

"You're talking nonsense! I watched you weave the scarf! Yesterday you coughed like that, and you had to finish the scarf in a hurry, and you kept saying that the scarves sold on the street didn't look good and were uncomfortable to wear! Do you think I forgot? Don't try to deny it!"

Qianling looked at her quietly, slowly lowered her eyelashes, and pursed her lips...... Turn and walk towards the woods on the left side of the cliff.

"Qianling!" Longya hurriedly ran over and grabbed her hand, "Where are you going......

She didn't look back, she broke free of her hand with all her might, and her cold voice was full of mockery:

"Indeed, I have no wings...... But you don't have to rely on demons everywhere. Since you don't want to go, I'll go by myself. ”

Longya stared at her back without blinking, her lips moved, and she was stunned for a few seconds...... The corners of his forehead were twisted, and a pair of red pupils gradually opened round:

"You...... What nonsense are you talking about! You have become unreasonable again! Who promised me to be gentle and reasonable in the future? I, I'm just telling the truth, where did I provoke you......

Maroon hair falls over her shoulders and blows gently in the wind.

With a flick of her skirt, Qianling walked forward, and soon her figure disappeared into the shadows of the woods.

Longya stood in place, watching her walk into the woods without looking back, his tone softened a little, and he hurriedly shouted at her:

"Qianling, Qianling! Hey—"

The leaves hang and rustle.

The woods were silent, silent, silent, and silent.

The cliff reverted to silence as if nothing had happened.

The black-clothed demon guards in the rear looked at the two girls who suddenly quarreled on the edge of the cliff, and the chestnut-haired girl who turned away without saying a word...... They looked at each other, and then quietly glanced at the silent black-haired boy inside the cliff, and closed his mouth tightly without making the slightest sound.

Strands of black hair fell from the side of her pale cheeks and rose from her waist in the wind.

Lan Yue stood quietly in place, staring blankly at the direction of the sky.

The wind ruffled the long strands of hair that were scattered around his cheeks, but he just stared at the sky in a daze, his eyes empty...... It's as if the soul has been gouged out.

"Lord Lanyue......" said in a low voice, choking.

Longya stood on the edge of the cliff, slowly looking up at the silent young man, his eyes were red, and his voice was sad and crying:

"You speak...... Why don't you speak......"

With a flick of his black hair, he stood there, his eyes hollow and dim, as quiet as a pool of stagnant water.

The black-clothed guards around stared at the girl in the black dress on the edge of the cliff, frowned slightly, and slowly stepped forward, a pair of red eyes lit up with fire:

"Dare to speak to Lord Lanyue in such a tone, are you impatient?"

Longya stood there, his head drooping, his eyes red, and he bit his lip tightly, as if he had suddenly made up his mind......

Suddenly, he knelt down with a "poof" and kowtowed a few times in the direction where the young man was:

"Lord Lanyue......! But, but ......"

She knelt on the ground, slowly raised her head to look at him, her low voice was mixed with crying, full of unwillingness in pathos:

"Even if you want to deal with it, there are some subordinates who have to say it!"

The demon guards around her stared at her, stunned, and then looked at the black-haired boy.

The long and thin eyelashes drooped low, Lan Yue still quietly looked at the direction of the sky, her empty and dim eyes did not have any light, and her voice was low and almost inaudible:

"Say it. ”

Longya looked at him stunned and nodded vigorously...... He sniffled and wiped his eyes vigorously:

"About that scarf......"

Eyelashes trembled slightly, Lan Yue slowly moved her gaze to look at her, her brows frowned slightly, and a faint trace of struggle and pain passed under her eyes...... But he just looked at her quietly, as if waiting for the following, and did not make a sound.

"That scarf...... Didn't Qianling say something picked up and robbed......"

"The subordinates don't know why she lied, why she threw away the scarf...... But, but that scarf was knitted for you by her own eyes!"

Longya raised her eyes to look at him very seriously, her expression serious and determined.

Lan Yue looked at her blankly, her eyes trembled again, and gradually sour and pain overflowed from the bottom of his eyes, so heavy that she seemed to be unable to bear it anymore.

"These days...... She has been weaving, at the bottom of the valley, and when she is in the forest, and her hands are red from the cold......"

"During this time, Qianling was sick and coughed badly...... Last night, she had a fever and didn't dare to delay for a moment to knit a scarf and asked her subordinates to bring her over, she said that she knew that you were angry with her and wanted to apologize and thank you......"

The voice paused, Longya looked at him blankly, his eyes were faintly misty, and the choked voice gradually revealed his cry:

"But, but...... Lord Lanyue, how could you not want to? How could you watch others beat her!"

"Although she didn't say it explicitly, her subordinates could see that she hurriedly knitted a scarf, and reluctantly dragged her illness over, and kept blowing a cold wind waiting for you to come back......"

"In the final analysis, I'm afraid that you'll be delayed for a long time, and I'm afraid that you'll be angry and angry all the time!"