An Yi looked up at the moonlight tonight, and suddenly, there was a faint sentimentality, looking down at Ye Zhimadness, he was about to ask, "Have you really thought about doing this?" Do you know what the consequences of this are? You will become the enemy of the masses, and your choice is either life or death, and there is no other way out. ”

Ye Zhifang was very surprised, he would tell her this, on weekdays, he always ignored her.

Looking back at him, he was wearing a simple white cloak, the cloak was slippery, without a trace of lines, but the heaviness of the cloak could be seen.

Although it is no longer snowing, the weather in Los Angeles is still very cold.

For some reason, his face looked a little pale, he was weak when he spoke, and his handsome face carried a trace of vicissitudes.

Ye Zhimad asked, "What's wrong with you today?" I didn't eat, or I just drank porridge and didn't feed you. ”

An Yi suddenly smiled, raised his hand, brushed his lips with his slender fingertips, and said lightly: "I haven't eaten yet, I'm waiting for you!" ”

Ye Zhimad heard his words and laughed a few times, it should be him joking!

Turning and walking into her room, An Yi followed her.

followed her to the door, she stopped and he stopped, Ye Zhifang felt strange, and looked back at him with strange eyes.

"Why do you keep following me?"

"Isn't that something that followed you? You just don't want to stop, so what do you want me to do? ”

The corners of Ye Zhimad's mouth twitched a few times, what kind of person is this? Doing things thunders to death.

"I'm right in front of you, just say what you want to say." Ye Zhimad turned around and said to him sideways.

An Yi smiled, and there was always a faint elegance on his body: "That...... Those people out there have already told you about your background! ”

Ye Zhifang nodded without denial.

An Yi said again: "Then what do you think?" ”

Ye Zhimad first frowned, and then shook his head: "What do you think I should think?" Or maybe you think I'm doing it wrong. ”

"Nope." This word, An Yi said very seriously, and it can be seen that his mood at the moment is as heavy as hers.

In fact, he already knew that he was not a member of the royal family, nor was he the son of An Xuxun, and Concubine Lan, who treated him like his own mother, was not his own mother.

"I mean, if you need anything, just come to me, and I'll do my best to help you."

After An Yi finished speaking, he turned to leave, his back was cast on the ground, and the dark ground seemed to merge with the darkness, leaving behind a sentimentality.

Ye Zhifang sighed lightly, now, she is unable to protect herself, and everyone will ask for more blessings.

She didn't want to trouble anyone anymore, whether it was Bai Chenxiao or Comfort.

In her heart and in her eyes, there is only Mo Junxie's safety, and she only wants him to return to her safely.

…………

As for Mu Qingfeng, who had already left, he walked straight towards the palace, An Xuxin followed behind him, and he didn't dare to speak, he knew what he had done wrong just now.

His eldest brother is not a good-natured person.

Mu Qingfeng suddenly turned: "An Xuxun, there are hundreds of families in this imperial city?" ”

"Senior brother, what are you asking for?"

"Just tell me."

"803 families, different surnames, the Luo family is the most, followed by the Murong family, the Bai family, the Lan family, ......"