Han Fei felt that the rain had stopped falling.

Wang Juan opened Fang Cai's umbrella and stretched out a side without rain, "Sir, why are you so bothered?" ”

Zheng Li in the hall, under the various coquettish and consolation of her daughter, upheld the possibility of worrying that Ying Zheng was accidentally injured by Han Fei, she also took Ying Hehua to Yuelin Palace.

By the time they arrived, everything had settled.

Xu Yi saw that the rain outside the hall was red, as if it was blood.

Ying Zheng still stood on the steps so lonely, staring deeply at the rain curtain in front of him.

An autumn rain and a cold.

The moment Zheng Li looked at him, she found a trace of his sorrow and fragmentary loneliness.

Neither of them spoke, and she stood on tiptoe and fastened the big in her hand to him.

Chapter 17 The moonlight is like blood is in the middle of the hand, please wait a moment,

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