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Brother Yun.

Feng Qian bit his lip and looked in his direction, feeling a little awkward and a little aggrieved, why did he just refuse to listen to persuasion?

Obviously he once said that he didn't care about those things. And with what she knew about him, he wasn't so greedy for power, otherwise he wouldn't have had such a hard time all these years......

Yun Luo saw that her mouth was moving, and called him Brother Yun, the pale pink clothes fluttered with the beige skirt, even if she was a mother of three children, her delicate and good-looking face seemed to be no different from back then.

Some things can't be remedied by repentance.

No one taught him this.

He never knew what his mission in life was. Also, he can't be emotional to anyone, and he can't be tied up by women.

Little Seven ......

"Okay, I promise."

Yun Luo faintly withdrew his gaze, and looked straight at the bright yellow man in front of him, his hoarse and difficult voice seemed to be squeezed out of his laryngeal bone.

"I know you're nice to her and don't need me to say anything...... I just hope you'll always be so nice to her......"

Jun Moying didn't answer, and snorted coldly in disdain. He is good to his own woman, why should he borrow the mouth of others?

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Feng Qian didn't have time to say the first half of a sentence to Yun Luo, and the man was taken away.

The vision blurred all at once.

Jun Moying maintained that posture and stood there for a long time, until everyone was gone, he slowly turned around, and saw Feng Qian standing under the tree, her long skirt fluttering in the wind, and the mottled tree shadow cast a faint halo on her.

"Why are you standing here alone?"

Feng Qian bit her lip, "Come and see him for the last time." ”

Jun Moying narrowed her eyes slightly, her gaze fell on her obliquely, she didn't seem to understand Yun Luo's current situation very well.

The man raised his eyebrows slightly, and asked in a deep and calm voice, "Do you blame me?" ”

"No, it won't." Feng Qian smiled forcefully, his face unusually pale.

"It's his own obsession ......"

Jun Moying didn't break it immediately, and took her hand and walked forward slowly.

The road back to the Dragon Yin Palace was not very long, but he seemed to be going out of his life, slowly but firmly.

Finally stopped at the door, and said softly: "Shallow, he can't pose any threat now......"

Feng Qian was stunned, not expecting him to say this suddenly, and only after a long time did he say "En" softly.

"So I don't have to die for him."

In the next second, he saw the little woman next to him looking up at him in shock, "What do you mean?" ”

The man snorted coldly and said sourly, "He won't die, so you can stop thinking about him anymore?" ”

The sadness in Feng Qian's eyes turned into shock and then into great joy, and the heavy affection filled his chest, as if it was about to explode. She didn't know how to make herself comfortable, so after thinking about it, she stretched out her hand and hung it on Jun Moying's neck.

"Thank you! Thank you, Jun Moying! ”

If Yun Luo's death would become her regret, then this man eliminated such regrets for her.

The most correct choice she has made in her life, and the happiest thing she has done in her life, is probably to be with this man.

Never give up.

"Well, I love you, I love you so much......"

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The text ends here.,Behind is the younger generation [sons and daughters].,A few pairs have been introduced before.,There may be others.。 Of course, there will continue to be the sweet life of Jun Moying and Feng Qian.