Chapter 627 - There's Really Nothing You Can Do

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Xiao Qingyan babbled and said, Ji Jiangshen's heart was heartbroken and sad, he thought that Xiao Qingyan didn't know anything, it turned out that she knew it from the beginning......

"You know what? When I was in Liangcheng, I saw how happy she was, she grew up, she was not as cute as she was a child, and she was old-fashioned when she spoke, but she was still so likable.

It was the first time I went shopping with her, and I wanted to send everything to her, but when she said that she was a boy, I had no choice but to pretend that I was buying ...... for Picturesque."

The centers are sour, and others can't understand them.

Ji Jiang listened carefully, only to feel that his heart was wrenching, and he hugged Xiao Qingyan and whispered: "I'm sorry, I'm sorry......"

"Jiang Shen, let's not tie Ah Zhi with the throne, let her go. Let her do whatever she likes, let them be together if she likes Mo Yan, don't interfere anymore. Every time I see Ah Zhi looking up at the sky in a daze, I feel so sad, she is our daughter! No matter who Mo Yan is, as long as Ah Zhi likes it, I really don't want to see Ah Zhi sad......" Xiao Qingyan hugged Ji Jiangshen with teary eyes and said, her tone was close to pleading.

This kind of Xiao Qingyan has never been seen by Ji Jiangshen, and Ji Jiangshen has always been favored by Xiao Qingyan, so Xiao Qingyan has never asked him for anything, nor has she ever cried like this in front of him.

Even Emperor Xiao was angry to death back then, Xiao Qingyan was not so sad.

Whatever Xiao Qingyan wants, Ji Jiangshen will give it, but this time...... There's really nothing he can do.

Ji Jiangshen sighed secretly, stretched out his hand to wipe away the tears on Xiao Qingyan's face, and said with a distressed expression: "Yan'er, it's not that I won't let them be together this time, I'm afraid this is what Mo Yan meant." ”

Moreover, Xiao Moyan is not a mortal, if he wants to be with whomever he wants, others can't stop him, unless he himself is unwilling, otherwise, Xingzhi will not be so abnormal. But...... What does Xiao Moyan have to do with the stars in the sky? Ji Jiang was puzzled.

At that time, Wan'an Long Street.

Ji Xingzhi ran wildly all the way, she didn't go to the eldest duke, nor did she ask Zhou Zheng about them, but went directly to the regent palace.

Standing in front of the gate of the Regent's Palace, Ji Xingzhi was stunned, remembering that she came here once and the Grand Duke and Liu Yang quietly brought her here......

For some reason, there were no guards in front of the regent's palace, Ji Xingzhi just stepped forward and gently pushed the door open, stepping into the palace, the memories of the past came flooding back, some were as clear as yesterday, and some were so vague that they had no clue.

After taking a turn in the Regent's Mansion, when she came out, Ji Xingzhi's face was pale, and if you looked closely, you would find that her hands were trembling slightly, and her eyes showed a distressing blankness.

Ji Xingzhi walked aimlessly on the streets without people, looking in a trance.

When Zhou Zheng, Wu Fang, Su Cheng, Xiaotong and others came to find them, they saw Ji Xingzhi like this.

Hair is disheveled, his expression is dull, and his eyes are glazed, like a child who can't find his way home.

The moment you saw Ji Xingzhi, there was no one who was not shocked, can you imagine? A person who was originally noble and wise suddenly became depressed, just like you watched her fall into the quagmire little by little, saving each other, but there was nothing she could do.

Su Cheng and Xiaotong burst into tears almost instantly, and stepped forward to help Ji Xingzhi back to the palace.

They walked all the way back, and Ji Xingzhi was reluctant to take the carriage, saying that she wanted to take a walk.

At this moment, in the far away place of the Dixi Continent, in the huge white palace, a man in white sat on a luxurious soft couch, wearing a white flowing cloud silver-edged brocade robe, and the silver clouds embroidered on the robe seemed to be moving slowly.

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