Yu Qingling is reluctant to make enemies in the Divine Cloud Temple again, if there is another one, she will drag herself to die with her if she doesn't want to die, she may not be so lucky again.

Yunhe's hand brushed Yu Qingling's slightly reddened face.

Yunhe's hands were cold and cold, and he was inexplicably a little comfortable.

"Forget it, you all go down." Yunhe sighed, his eyes were fixed on Yu Qingling, and he didn't turn his head away.

Yunhe took Yu Qingling's hand, and the two chatted while walking.

"Are you used to living there?"

Yu Qingling nodded.

"I'm still preparing for your mansion, and the useless Ministry of Works Shangshu says that my ideal mansion is ......

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