She didn't have any expression on her face, but she had a plan in her heart. Because of his life-saving grace, she didn't kill him, but she would never be with him.

"Yun'er, I am your savior." He deliberately mentioned this, and stroked the long green silk that hung on her chest with pity, "I have been waiting for you to return the favor of saving your life. There is only the past between you and Jun Lonely, and the past is destined to be buried. And I'm ...... you," the palm pressed to her round belly, "and we have a baby." ”

She didn't want to snatch his words. No matter how much he entangles, he can't change anything.

The carriage had already stopped, the little maid garden opened the carriage door, and Feng Jingyun stepped out of the carriage with the help of the garden.

The cold wind howled, blowing people's faces like knives and hurting.

The night sky is blue, and the stars add a beautiful accent to the night like jewels.

On the ground and on the mountains, snow covered the entire land, and as far as the eye could see, there was no silver and white.

The river, frozen by snow and ice, almost still, shimmered in the moonlight.

Feng Jingyun walked across the empty ground and walked towards a big tree by the river.

After walking a little further, she realized that there was a man standing on the river.

It was a young man with a long figure, a single figure, dressed in white and shengxue, handsome and elegant, eyebrows like ink paintings, as if gathering the brilliance of heaven and earth, leaving the world and independent.

He just stood there quietly, as if waiting for the most important person, patiently silent as if it were hard to detect.

Such a man who is full of glory, there is no one else in the world except Murong Che.

Feng Jingyun's footsteps stopped by the river, and his cold eyes looked at him fixedly.

He's really good-looking, so good to see that it's hard to describe with pen and ink.

Even she, who has long been accustomed to seeing handsome guys, has to admit that from the modern times before the time travel to the present, there has never been a man whose appearance can be better than Murong Che.

Pity......

His figure is transparent.

He's a ghost.

A ghost that is so beautiful that it can make the heavens and the earth lose their color, and the sun and the moon are dull.

He looked over, to be precise, from the moment the carriage appeared, he had been staring in her direction, his clear and unmarked eyes filled with deep longing.

He missed her.

I think about it, and my soul is about to dissipate!

He has no memory, and it is her blood that reunites his soul at the bottom of the River of Lost Souls. There was always only her shadow in my blank mind.

Although, he remembered a few fragments, remembered a little thing about him in Huanyue Country, he was the prince of Huanyue Kingdom, and he remembered Jun Youqi saying that they were best friends.

But in his memory, there are only phoenixes and clouds.

moved his lips, only to realize that he missed her so much that he couldn't even make a sound.

She locked the jade pendant he was sheltering in the jade gourd, he actually expected her to do it at first, but it was her decision, he was just a wisp of soul, he couldn't help her, and even because the ghost was yin, he would only bring disaster to her if he was too close to her.

So, he quietly stayed in the jade gourd with the soul trapping spell, while concentrating on cultivating the mental power cultivation of being a ghost, so that his ability became stronger, while waiting for her.

She had locked his soul in a purse once, and this was the second time.

He looked at her fixedly, as if he had been baptized by countless years, and had waited for a long, long time.

She stared at the deep affection in his eyes, and suddenly felt very uncomfortable in her heart.