Ling Luo didn't know how she got back to Fengcheng, but when she reacted, she was already in her room, sitting quietly on the bed without saying a word, and the sky had already begun to turn white.

All the things that should be paid attention to Ling Luo have already instructed Zhou Zheng to go down, and the people of Fengcheng are all ready to deal with the enemy, everything is developing towards Ling Luo's original expectation, but she feels that her heart seems to be gone, her chest is empty, and she can't tell what it feels like.

Xiao Ziyu, that person turned out to be really him, but this cognition was far less painful than the sound of love between men and women that Ling Luo heard, Ling Luo once thought that Xiao Ziyu might be forced to work for Jinyu because of some threat.

If there was really some unspeakable reason, Ling Luo would definitely convince himself to believe in him and understand him, even if he shared the responsibility of hurting Canglan, but now Xiao Ziyu's performance has crushed all her strength.

No matter what unspeakable hardships Xiao Ziyu has, he should never touch other women again, he has promised Ling Luo a marriage contract, and he has also said that he has nothing to do with the past affairs, but now why is he with Yun Ji again?

Ling Luo thought about it for a long time, but he still didn't find a suitable reason to excuse Xiao Ziyu, but the more he thought about it, the more painful it became.

Although Xiao Ziyu's personality seems to be more easy-going and gentle on the surface, the stubbornness in her bones is no less than Ling Luo, she understands very well that no one can force him to be with others, let alone this degree of intimacy, the only possibility is that Xiao Ziyu changed his mind and fell in love with Yun Ji again.

As soon as he thought that Xiao Ziyu had abandoned himself for other women, Ling Luo began to tremble unconsciously, and the coldness spread from his heart to his fingers, and his face turned pale.

Ling Luo felt that she was in so much pain that she couldn't even speak, but she had to endure the pain of fainting and stand up, she was the queen of Syracuse, shouldering the burden of the safety of the people of Fengcheng, she must not fall down at this time.

Ling Luo changed out of the black night coat and put on a simple white dress, which was originally a very well-fitting cut, but now it is a little wide and swaying on his body, in the recent days, Ling Luo has really lost a lot of weight, not only does he not have a few taels of flesh on his body, but even his chin is pointed as if he can kill people.

Ling Luo stood alone at the tuyere, letting the cold wind in the morning breeze blow on her body and face, the stinging pain in her skin did not affect her mind at all, Ling Luo just closed her eyes, hoping that the cold wind could blow her mind a little calmer, and no longer let her mind be filled with Xiao Ziyu's figure.

When Yu Lie came, he saw such a scene, the white clothes Ling Luo was wearing were blown by the wind and set off layers of ripples, her back was so slender and weak, but her back was as straight as a pine, which made people feel extremely distressed and pitiful when they looked at it.

Although Ling Luo was just standing on the flat ground, it made people look like she was going to ride the wind and return to the ethereal nothingness, as if as long as one of them couldn't catch it, Ling Luo would feather and disappear.

"Ling Luo!" Yu Lie shouted to her in a hurry, with a faint anxiety in his voice, he didn't know why he felt scared, but he just felt that maybe if he didn't stop Ling Luo now, he would lose her.