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Next to the blooming white plum.

Si Jizhi turned his head to look at Jun Mowen who came over: "In the ice and snow forest, this body is different, and the peach and plum are mixed with fragrant dust. ”

As he said casually, he raised his hand and flicked the white plum branch that stretched out.

He stopped when he approached.

Sijizhi hooked his lips and smiled, but the smile did not reach the bottom of his eyes.

The words seem to be talking to themselves:

"There is always such a person in the world, who will not talk at any time, will not cry out even if it is bitter and painful, and will make a calm appearance even if he is hurt. Some people say...... It's strong, but in my opinion, it's a kind of evasion, a kind of whitewashing. Taiping. That's how she ......."

Jun Mowen was slightly stunned: "Is Si Gongzi talking about her?" ”

Si Jizhi nodded and clasped his hands in his sleeves: "You also know I'm talking about her." ”

That girl......

Exhaled a little helplessly, Si Jizhi turned his eyes to look at Jun Mowen: "I can see that even if you forget her, you still have her in your heart, but that girl doesn't think so, don't look at her always a light and light face, but she is very fragile inside." ”

On the vast mountain, his little sister talked to him about her thoughts, due to the influence of the master, the little sister had faintly avoided the feelings between men and women in her heart, and now she has encountered such a thing as Jun Mowen amnesia...... What's more......

Sijizhi looked at Jun Mowen: "So I want you to ......"

"I understand." Without waiting for him to finish, Jun Mowen had a gentle smile on his face, and his eyes were serious.

Stunned for a moment, Si Jizhi picked up the wine jug on his waist and took a sip, with a smile in his eyes.

Maybe he's doing it too much.

"Then I will thank you as her senior brother."

After saying that, Si Jizhi looked up at the sky: "The matter is over, let's go." The words fell, and his figure was still gone.

Jun Mowen stood there and smiled, it turned out to be her senior brother.

It's just that he doesn't accept this thanks.

He didn't need anyone to thank him for him......

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Yuhua Palace.

A woman dressed in plain clothes stood at the entrance of the temple.

When the two guards in front of her saw her walking towards the outside of the hall, they immediately stepped forward and turned sideways to block her way.

"Girl, please rest well in the temple."

Yifeng raised his head, with anger on his face: "Who gave you the courage to block my way, can't I even get out of Yuhua Palace?" ”

"This is Your Majesty's command." The guard said without squinting.

With a cold snort, Yifeng turned around and returned to the hall.

"Girl."

The palace ladies in the hall immediately greeted them cautiously.

"Get out!"

With a wave of the snow-white sleeves, the exquisite porcelain on the desk was knocked to the ground, and in an instant, only fragments were left on the ground.

All the people in the palace retreated at once.

In this empty hall, only Yifeng was left.

Looking at the broken porcelain on the ground, Yifeng gradually calmed down and sat back in front of the mirror.

Looking at the face in the mirror, his own appearance was reflected in his eyes.

……

"I heard a name in Sheng Haixuan."

"Name?"

"It's a singer, a singer named Yifeng."

"You're not thinking about dust, you're about the wind."

"Am I right?"

Yes, she's a ritual.

The singer...... The singer called Yifeng......