The man threw the knife to the ground and took a sherpar embroidered with a white magnolia flower to wrap the wound briefly.

"He's seen you, what are you going to do? You're not afraid that he'll tell you your secrets? Yalan was unwilling and continued to ask.

The man slowly walked to the table with his hands on his shoulders and sat down.

"It's easier to kill him than it is to pinch an ant to death, so why rush it." The man said lightly, under the cover of the mask, he couldn't see his joy and anger.

Yalan snorted lightly, and her expression became bitter and mean: "I think you are reluctant." ”

The man glanced at her, his thin lips slowly tightened, shook his head and sighed, "Yalan, you disappointed me. I know you don't like Rong Li, but after all, she is the child you gave birth to in ten months and worked hard to give birth, you should always think about her. You should be able to see that since Yao Qingmu entered the palace, Rong Li has been much happier than before. As her mother, shouldn't you think more about your own children? ”

"Also, Yao Qingmu won't have any effect on us at all, he's just a big kid, and killing him suddenly won't do us any good, but will attract attention."

"Okay, I'll handle this matter myself, so you don't have to interfere. Go back, you'll be discovered if you've been away for too long. ”

There was a palpable indifference and detachment in the man's voice.

Yalan glanced at Yao Qingmu on the couch with extreme resentment, her eyes were full of viciousness, and now she longed to drink his blood and eat his flesh.

Because of her, her daughter and herself are becoming more and more opposed; Because of her, her sweetheart is becoming more and more disappointed in herself. Why do the people she cares about favor Yao Qingmu. She secretly made up her mind, one day I, Wang Yalan, will personally break your Yao Qingmu into pieces.

Yao Qingmu looked around in surprise, this is not the Dragon Kingdom Palace, nor is it the capital of the Dragon Kingdom, this is the street of a city in the 21st century, could it be that he has been killed by the masked man and worn back?

If you look closely, it is clear that this is the small street I visited that day.

Faintly, I heard the voice of a man sobbing.

Looking further, I saw Yao Zhiyuan leaning against the big tree, sitting at the bottom of the tree, his arms in front of him, and his shoulders trembling slightly.

The tree he was sitting on was strange, a large piece was clearly missing from the top of the canopy.

Come to think of it, this is the big tree that was struck by lightning that day!

Yao Qingmu tried to walk, but found that this time she could move, so she ran over desperately and pounced in front of Yao Zhiyuan.

"Brother Zhiyuan, I'm Qingmu, Qingmu."

Yao Zhiyuan slowly put down the hand that was blocking his eyes, slowly stroked her side face, and looked at her stupidly.

He smiled bitterly and said to himself: "Qingmu, I'm really crazy, I actually saw you again, it's so real, so real......"

Yao Qingmu's tears flowed out as soon as she brushed it, she clenched his hand and shook her head desperately, "Brother Zhiyuan, it's really me, you see, I'm holding your hand, do you feel it?" ”

"Qingmu? Are you really Qingmu? You're not dead? Yao Zhiyuan's eyes widened, and he touched the other side of her face with his other hand in disbelief

"It's me, it's really me......" Yao Qingmu couldn't cry anymore.

Yao Zhiyuan hugged her into his arms, "Qingmu, Qingmu......"

"I'm here, I'm ......"

"Don't leave me again, even if you don't love me, don't leave again...... I miss you so much, Qingmu ......"

"Okay, I'm not leaving, I'm not leaving...... again"

Yao Qingmu hugged the warm body tightly, tightly, tightly, so tightly that both arms were sore......