Song Qianyi's tears not only fainted on her dress, but also fell on Li Jinyu's heart. Because of this tear, Li Jinyu's heart seemed to have a seed breaking out of the ground. "I lost." Li Jinyu said softly. He still lost after all, and in the hands of Song Qianyi, he was a complete defeat.

I said I wouldn't miss you anymore, I said you left the Imperial City, and I thought I would never meet you. However, I couldn't help but let people take incense from you, but I couldn't help but let Yeqi get married in the imperial city. "Back then, you hesitated." Song Qianyi is not blindly willful, she knows that in the situation at that time, it is the best choice for Li Jinyu to marry the daughters of those old ministers who have roots, and she naturally understands. But she didn't expect that Li Jinyu would enter the imperial city in a high-profile manner

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