With such a pure and familiar voice, I'm afraid he is the only one, and he was the only one who regarded her as a treasure, and only he didn't dislike her.

Yi Qiyu's heart ached faintly, could it be that the owner of this body felt guilty about him?

This affection should have been like clouds and clouds, like a murmuring of water, only if she was willing to return her from hell to heaven, but she didn't know how to cherish it. He was ignorant, pestle under the withered birch tree, watched her put on a red dress, get on the sedan chair, and disappear in front of his eyes.

She also had an apology, but her face was full of happiness, "Qingfeng, I'm going to marry into the palace, he is an excellent person, I have recognized him in my life, no matter what his attitude towards me is, I will never regret it." ”

is familiar with the words that have been passed by, but it has caused indelible pain to the young man.

Yiren married into the palace, and he still didn't die to find someone to inquire about her situation, and learned that she was better off living in the palace than death, it was better to be in the palace, his heart was like numbness, and his heart was like a knife.

Lin Qingfeng also tried to take her out of the palace, but the result was, "I won't take it away, you have to die of this heart!" Don't come to me again. ”

It's also a long time to know her, but I didn't expect her to be so ruthless just for a fan who doesn't bloom, for a man who never looks at her squarely.

I once thought that they would swear that they would grow old with their son, happy as a curtain, happy to raise cases, and their sons and daughters, living a life of a couple who only envy mandarin ducks and not immortals.

In the future, he languished every day, drank as a friend, gambled to become friends, and the sunny and warm young man in the past panicked in the decadence of the day, and his bright smile was not worn into mottled for a long time.

Today, Zaijian, he is still like this, but there is more maturity, and there is an indescribable shadow. No longer looks like a teenager trapped by love, with a smile on the corner of his mouth.

Yi Qiyu suddenly didn't know what to do with this infatuated man, hesitating, how to face him was really a problem.

It really made her in a dilemma, she began to feel pity, her brows furrowed into a Sichuan character, and her eyes squeezed out a trace of melancholy, "Qingfeng, long time no see, I've been quite haode lately, how are you doing." Looking at this man who was in the same situation as himself, he was a little knotted.

He knew that Yi Qiyu was in an awkward situation now, and suddenly laughed crisply and heartily, "Yuyu, why do you want me to stand here?" Don't you want to invite me in? He was sitting casually.

"Handsome guy, aren't you already sitting?" Ichiyu's nature came out again, and she quickly covered her mouth with her hand.

Lin Qingfeng was surprised by her conversation, but the person was still the same as before, and his big eyes were shining like a gurgling spring, and he was just fascinated by a touch of agility.

His expression was not as obvious as his surprise, and instead he smiled faintly, "Yuyu, you have become so different from before. You're finally a little happier, and the last thing I want is to see you cry and have no anger in your eyes. ”

This warm man's understatement outlines his love for Yi Qiyu is inseparable like glue, and his love is thick and bloody, such a man is extinct, is the owner of his body blind? How could you like Duan Xuanlie's cold and violent one.

"Are you willing to accept me as I am? It's not the same as I used to be. "Hurry up and say yes, or you'll suffocate her.

There was a flash in his eyes, and he looked at Ikiyu heavily, wanting to hang on the corner of his mouth, but there seemed to be something involved in him.