Dust of hidden love

When the eastern sky was turning white, Yan Yunlie came to the hut where Ling Qing lived, Yuan Bugui seemed to have just come out of the room, and was washing his hands in the basin held by the servants.

When Yan Yunlie saw the blood on his hand, his heart skipped a beat, and he felt that the child was gone.

Seeing him, Huaibugui rushed up and grabbed his lapel with both hands and shook his brother vigorously, "Yan Yunlie, what have you done? No wonder I wonder why the bottle of medicine disappeared, so it was used for you! You Do you know what you did?"

"I'm sorry, I was really too impulsive at the time." Yan Yunlie said calmly.

"Impulse?] Yuan Bugui loosened his skirt, pointed his finger into the room, "That's insulting!How would you feel if I asked someone to lock you up and force you to have a baby?Do you know how much physical and psychological burden a man has to bear in childbirth?Do you know how much damage your impulse caused him? "

Failing Bugui questioned all the time, and after finishing speaking, he only stared at Yan Yunlie and panted heavily.

Yan Yunlie didn't intend to defend himself, seeing Yuan Bugui's mood calmed down a little, he opened his mouth, "How are he... and the child?"

"I moved my fetus a little, and I'm fine now." Yuan Bugui's tone was still not very good, "I will take care of him until he gives birth, and after his life is over, I will leave here to find Wei Yu and the others." Leng After Leng finished speaking, he bypassed Yan Yunlie and walked out.

Yan Yunlie stood in the yard for a while, then walked over and pushed open the door.There was a burst of medicinal smell, mixed with a touch of blood.Ling Qing lay quietly, her face was pale, her eyes were closed tightly, she didn't know if she was still in a coma or asleep.

Yan Yunlie stood by the couch, just silently looking at the person lying on the couch. After about half a stick of incense, he didn't respond, but he just lowered his waist and stretched out his hand to cover the sweaty man on the couch. The hair on his forehead brushed back.

When the finger was about to be pulled back, it suddenly stopped, as if hesitating for a while, the finger flexed, and then stuck it up again.The back of her finger lightly brushed his eyebrows and eyes, traced along the bridge of his nose, and rubbed on his bloodless lips...

"Ling Qing..." Yan Yunlie called out in a low voice, and after a while, he said another name.

"Qin Lin..."

After Ling Qing opened his eyes with a clear mind, he realized that he was not in the Trial Hall of the Tianjue Sect, "The surroundings were dim and dark, the black soil with no grass growing on it was rugged, and beside him was a river with muddy yellow water flowing quietly.

Where is this? Shouldn't I still be on Tianjue Mountain?

Confused, he walked aimlessly along the river for a certain distance, and found that he was not the only one here, and some people were walking in front, passing a bridge one after another.

Where the hell is this?How did I come here?

Ling Qing was puzzled, and habitually used his hands to support his stomach, but when he touched it, his back shivered in shock, and his stomach was as flat as ever!

Where are the children? !

Panic in my heart, I hurriedly looked around, but the moment I turned my head, I was stunned.

"Little Qin..."

Ling Qing stared blankly at this beautiful woman who was over fifty years old and still charming.His lips twitched twice, and then he squeezed out two words in disbelief, "Aunt Lian?"

Aunt Lian was still the same as he saw at that time, with a kind and gentle smile on her face.She was holding something in her arms and slowly approached him, "Aunt Lian should call you Xiaoling now, right?"

Ling Qing lowered her head at a loss, still wondering where this is and why Aunt Lian is here?

His eyes suddenly touched the thing held in Aunt Lian's arms, and he couldn't help being stunned again, "This...?"

The familiar blue calico was a wound in his heart that would never heal. Ling Qing suddenly turned around to look at the muddy yellow river, the bridge, and those expressionless people passing from the hands of an old man under the bridge one by one. Take a bowl of something and drink it.And walk up that bridge...

This is... Huangquan? !Could it be that he already...?

"Don't be afraid...that's not the place for you yet."

Aunt Lian's voice was soft and soft, then she lowered her head to tease the child in her arms, the child was teased to open his mouth and laugh, Aunt Lian showed a very fond expression on his face.

"This child is exactly the same as Xiaoyan when she was a child. I originally wanted to take it with me, but the person in charge here told me that this child is destined for you...so I am here waiting for this day." Pass it to Ling Qing.

Ling Qing snorted, taking it with a somewhat stiff and clumsy movement, her hands trembling slightly, feeling that the swaddling baby in her arms seemed to be extremely heavy.The child wrapped in swaddling clothes first looked at him with black eyes blinking, and then seemed to recognize him, smiling with curled eyes, and clapping hands together.

Various emotions surged up in Ling Qing's heart, joy, heartache, guilt, and lovesickness day and night... Picking up the swaddling baby, her face was pressed against the child's face, and the baby in the swaddling baby stretched out a small, bulging With his hand, he gently stroked Ling Qing's cheek, with an "ahah" sound in his mouth.

"Can I really take him away?" Ling Qing asked whimperingly, her eyes were red when she raised her head.

"Silly boy, of course you can. You have suffered twice for him, and if he is mischievous in the future, he will be punished severely! Xiaoyan was like this when she was a child, don't you think he is so bad when he grows up?"

As she spoke, Aunt Lian put away the smile on her face, stretched out her hand to caress Ling Qing's thin face, "Aunt Lian can see everything about you clearly here, Aunt Lian is also Xiaoyan's half-mother, teach him It's my fault to some extent. Aunt Lian doesn't ask you to forgive Xiaoyan, I just hope that you are all well and don't let yourself be wronged too much. Ningxiang entry"

Ling Qing hugged the child and nodded. Seeing this, Aunt Lian smiled reassuringly, "Then Aunt Lian should go too..." As he spoke, a fog of people suddenly formed around him, and Aunt Lian's figure gradually disappeared. .

"Aunt Lian?!" Ling Qing took two steps forward, clearing away the thick fog. Where was anyone else standing where Aunt Lian was standing just now?

The mist was getting heavier and heavier, pressing down from all directions, Ling Qing could only hold the child in his arms tightly, not retreating, and he didn't know where to go, the mist covered his body, the heavier and heavier oppression made him His eyelids gradually couldn't open, and it didn't take long before he lost consciousness and fell into the darkness.

The door of the hut where Ling Qing lived was open, and the warm sunlight slanted in, and Yuan Bugui's loud voice came from inside.

"I, the dignified Yaoxian's closed disciple, the smartest and most talented apprentice of Yaoxian Mansion,... Now because of you, I am going to be a midwife." Although Yuan Bugui complained, he was still feeding the medicine in his hand. His actions were extremely careful.

The corners of Ling Qing's mouth curled up slightly, revealing an apologetic smile. Although he was not energetic, his expression was fine, "Actually, I can take care of myself. Pharmacist should go and see how Ling Jun and the others are doing, especially Wei Wei. Zuo Shi..." After speaking, he frowned slightly, and looked out of the window, showing a bit of worry.

"They don't need me to worry, at least their situation is definitely better than yours." Yuan Bugui waved his hand and said, "I will naturally go to them after you give birth." Ling Qing was a little surprised by his words , obviously and Yu was injured so badly?

"Pharmacist, I have survived so many times, not bad for the rest of the days, but Wei Zuoshi's injury..."

Yuan Bugui stretched out his hand in front of him, shook his index finger left and right, did not let him continue, then moved closer and said, "Do you know what Ling Jun ate for that kid surnamed Wei? "

Ling Qing shook his head. He did see Ling Jun feeding Wei Yu something with his mouth at that time, but how could he see clearly the situation at that time, or even if he saw clearly, maybe he didn't know the reason behind it.

"That's Fate Gu." Yuan Bugui said, "Ling Jun gave Wei Yu his own Fate Gu, as if giving half of his own life to him. As long as Ling Jun is still alive, Wei Yu will lose another one." You can't even die with your arms, on the contrary, if Wei Yu dies, then Ling Jun will also..."

Ling Qing couldn't help being shocked.

The so-called life and death depend on each other, isn't that the case?

Can't help but think of what Yan Yunlie said to himself at the foot of Shijun Mountain——

"Even if your body is broken to pieces, I will pick you up one hair at a time, one bone at a time..."

I used to be moved by his words and panic because of it, but now I understand that it was what he said to Qin Lin, not to himself...

"Okay." Yuan Bugui put down the empty medicine bowl, and then told him, "The most important thing for you now is to eat more and rest more, to recover all the sins you suffered before, and I will find some repairs for you right now." herbal medicine prescription."

Ling Qing nodded obediently, then smiled and watched Yuan Bugui leave.When he heard the sound of Yuan Bugui closing the door, he moved his body and sat up a little, lifted the quilt, and his eyes fell on his stomach, as if he had never seen it before.

After watching for a while, Ling Qing put his hand on his stomach, and softly called "Ling Xiaobao" in a tentative tone, and the hand on his stomach felt that it was moving in response to him.

Ling Qing was taken aback for a moment, then raised the corners of his mouth and smiled joyfully, but his eyes were already blurred by water mist.

After Wei Yu left, Yan Yunlie had to do many things by himself. Although the head of the sub-rudder could be transferred to take over the position of the left envoy, after all, they have been together for more than ten years, and the relationship is like brothers. can be substituted.

Then when Yuan Bugui was about to leave, he had to ask himself, what did he do wrong?

In fact, Yan Yunlie knew that he had done some wrong things, and these things were deducted one by one, so he made mistakes all the way, and when he found out, he had no chance to make up for it, only guilt remained and remorse.This is still the case with Ling Qing.Ning*Xiang*Record*Enter So the day when the decline did not return to him, he didn't justify a single word, but he didn't know how to make it up.

Although he knew Ling Qing a little bit, but if he wanted him to happily accept the child in his stomach, there was always a hurdle in Yan Yunlie's heart that he couldn't get over. It was a forbidden area reserved for Qin Lin. He knew that Jin Lingqing was Qin Lin...

But Yan Yunlie would still go to check on Ling Qing's situation calmly. With Yuan Bugui's care, Ling Qing's condition seemed to be getting better day by day. Quite a few, faintly returning to the appearance of the Crescent Moon Sword in his memory.

The Moon Crash Sword in memory...

In fact, he can't quite remember what the Moon-Wearing Sword looked like before. The Moon-Wearing Sword he remembers is all the image he built during this period of time. It is gentle and elegant, and it will only be shown in front of people close to it. Some innocuous inferiority, this point, is somewhat similar to Qin Lin...

Unknowingly, he walked outside the hut where Ling Qing lived, and stood carelessly at the gate of the courtyard because he thought things too carefully.

Ling Qing and Yuan Bugui were having dinner, only Yuan Bugui looked up at him, Ling Qing was still picking up the food in the bowl silently, turning a blind eye to his presence.

Yan Yunlie felt lost for a moment.

That person can deal with Ling Jun's adversity, is willing to act recklessly in order to prevent Wei Yu from harming himself, and even gets along well with Yuan Bugui, but his resistance to himself is obvious. In the past, he wished he could die with him, but now he always Guard yourself with rebooting.

I don't know what kind of existence the current self is in his heart, maybe... only the word hurt.

Yuan Bugui's words touched him a lot, and he did things that amounted to insulting him... whipping, house arrest, rape, forcing him to conceive as a man... that is a kind of injury, it is both physical and psychological. harm.

The pain of losing a child has faded a lot over time, but how long will it take for that person to heal the wound after wound?

Yan Yunlie couldn't figure it out, and once he encountered a problem that he couldn't figure out.He instinctively wanted to escape.

So when he turned around, he never looked back.

Hearing the sound of footsteps going away, Ling Qing silently put down the bowl and chopsticks, lowered his head, staring at the food in front of him in a daze.

Seeing this, Yuan Bugui reached out and patted his hand on the table as a comfort, "If you don't eat, you still have to eat the one in your stomach."

Ling Qing nodded and picked up the bowl again, but still closed her eyes and pondered, and then raised her head after a while, "Pharmacist, does Tianjue Sect have a secret skill called "Soul Absorption"?"

Yuan Bugui was buried in his rice bowl, when he heard his question, he raised his head with a root vegetable heart in his mouth, thought for a while, put the vegetable in his mouth and chewed it twice, "Yes, but only the previous leader can do it." Knowing this secret technique, and the result is difficult to control, so they seldom or try not to use it as much as possible, after all, it is very similar to the evil technique of evil spirits to deceive people."

Ling Qing listened quietly and didn't say anything more.Yuan Bugui was heartless to begin with, and coupled with his weakness, naturally he didn't notice the gloomy look in Ling Qing's eyes.

There is no constant water in the world, birth, old age, sickness, death, joy, anger, sorrow, joy, nothing will remain the same forever, and nothing will last forever, whether it is hatred, resentment or resentment, even the love that burns to the bone will eventually turn into ashes and dissipate one day……

Ling Qing felt that she was a little tired, tired of hating, tired of guilt, even Shen Li's secret love that she thought she could keep for a lifetime was gradually deteriorating in the dark, those who couldn't see the end from the beginning, watched Feelings that didn't come to fruition, hopeless, suppressed all the time, made him extremely exhausted...

The weather is getting warmer and Ling Qing's day of giving birth is getting closer.

Being under house arrest here, he hardly knows what happened outside, but Yuan Bugui brought him a lot of news: the emperor woke up after lying in bed for a month, as if he was a completely different person, rectified the court, cleared the court and the public, and there was a picture of rivers and seas in all directions .

The intentions of King Chengrui and King Chu to rise up are already obvious. Last year, they were shut out in the capital. After King Chu led his troops back, he still held back his troops, but I’m afraid they won’t be quiet for long; and Dongli Muyun...Yuan Bugui only said martial arts There is no big deal here in Mengmeng, but Ling Qing feels that King Anyang will not be so quiet and do nothing.

As for King Anyang, he really couldn't figure it out. If Dongli was blackmailed by King Anyang's "Jidi" on himself, then it is likely that King Anyang also knew the solution to "Jiji", and "Jidi" "It's Huo Xian's thing again, which means that there is a certain relationship between Anyang Gong and Huo Xian.

However, King Anyang assisted Wulin Zhengdao to assassinate Huo Xian several times, and he also brought out many news from the palace, so the two were very contradictory.

On the other hand, King Anyang doesn't seem to be content with the status quo. It seems that the more chaotic the situation is, the happier he is, but if someone really takes action, he will definitely find a way to organize it. In this way, the two are contradictory... What is he what to do

Thinking of what Ruan Suxue said about An Yangchang - "He is not as simple as you see, but he is not as dangerous as you imagine."

Ling Qing quickly put down this question, these questions can only be found after leaving here, but now... Ling Qing touched her belly that was about to give birth, all he thought about was this matter.

Do you really want to watch Yan Yunlie take the child away?

No!

But here he can't even make decisions about his own life, so how can he decide where this child will go?Under the palm of the hand came the fetal movement of the little guy who was a little too active inside. Ling Qing looked sideways at the door, and Yan Yunlie never came back after that day.

Ling Qing thought, if he doesn't care about the child, then it should be fine to take the child away... But he doesn't care about the child, why didn't he let himself go?

There were some noises outside the door, Ling Qing thought it was Yuan Bu coming back, got up and walked outside, but it was beyond his expectation.

Standing in the courtyard was a young man in white, with a wide waist and long sleeves, a skirt that was in the wind, and his hair was tied with black silk. His identity could be clearly seen from that attire.

I saw him looking around with his head up, admiring, "I didn't expect such a place to exist here. It's a bit deserted, but it's still quiet..."

Ling Qing's gaze first fell on a half-cut silver mask he casually inserted into his belt, and then fixedly landed on the sword in his hand——

Three feet long and no more than two fingers wide, the scabbard is pierced with wind and the hilt hooks the moon, and the blade is as thin as a cicada's wing when it is unsheathed...

Return to dream!

Why is Guimeng of the Wanyue Sword in his hands?

"In fact, Mu Zuo thinks that there is a sword that suits you very well, but it's a pity that the famous sword already has an owner."

"What sword?"

"Return, dream."

Ling Qing's heart skipped a beat, as if struck by lightning, he knew that the person in front of him was not some pet, he was "Qin Lin", the "Qin Lin" that Yan Yunlie was thinking of!

He couldn't help but smiled slightly, with a hint of astringency, a kind of coldness coming from the bottom of his heart.

In the past, I secretly dressed according to his preferences and disciplined my words and deeds, but now it was his turn to imitate him... No, it was "Qin Lin", even if he knew that he was "Qin Lin", But he still didn't want to believe it, he was still looking for the "Qin Lin" in his heart.

"Oh? Who are you?"

That person found Ling Qing standing by the door, and expressed great curiosity that there were still people living here. He looked Ling Qing up and down, and then his eyes fell on his stomach, wondering: "Why do you... This look? Is there some strange disease?" Then he said to himself, "It's no wonder, this look is quite scary..."

Ling Qing's fingers holding the door frame left deep scratches on the wood, gritted his teeth, swallowed the surging sourness, and said coldly: "Leave the sword in your hand!"

The other party didn't react for a while, and blinked at him twice with bright eyes, "What did you say?"

"Leave the sword!"

Ling Qing repeated it, holding the door frame so hard that blue veins appeared on the back of the hand.

The other party frowned, obviously unwilling, "Why are you like this?" He hid Gui Meng's hand behind his back, "This is given to me by the leader, how can I just give it to you?"

Ling Qing didn't care about anything, and swiped his palm up. The other party didn't expect that he had martial arts and such high internal strength, and was immediately swept to the ground by Ling Qing's palm, and Gui Meng let go of him the moment he fell. go.

Ling Qing took Gui Meng, looked at the person who fell to the ground, and walked out without looking back.

"Hey! Where are you going?! Give me back the sword!"

Slamming the man's yelling behind him, Ling Qing walked more and more anxiously, a few pea-sized water droplets fell from the sky, and then it rained heavily.

Ling Qing just kept walking down the mountain, knowing that he couldn't get out without "leading the way", but he couldn't care less.

He doesn't want to stay here anymore, don't see that kind of picture again!

The rain was pouring down, pouring down on his body, it was icy cold, piercing through his bones, but what was even colder... was his heart!

Why so cruel?

Why remind him over and over again that he only likes "Qin Lin" and he only loves "Qin Lin". He would rather create another "Qin Lin" than admit the fact that he is "Qin Lin"?

Ling Qing stopped, leaning on a big tree to pant continuously, the cold rainwater slid down her forehead, but it tasted salty and bitter when it fell into her mouth.Ling Qing looked down at her stomach and gritted her teeth.

Since he didn't want to admit that he was "Qin Lin", why did he have to give him another child to pay him back?

Is it just to vent the grief at that time on myself?

Just to... find a way to make myself feel a little bit more at ease?

Then who has come to think about himself?

Those griefs that I endured alone, those regrets that almost crushed me to death, those physical and psychological injuries... who cares?Who came to appease?

No, not at all!

The rain has no intention of stopping... Ling Qing suddenly felt a sinking sensation in his stomach, followed by a sense of uneasiness.He quickly woke up, wiped off the rain on his face, looked around, thinking to go back quickly, he didn't know if the internal force had affected the child.

Turning around, she was about to go back, but she didn't want the rain to loosen the mud. Ling Qing's foot slipped, her body fell backwards, and she rolled down the small slope!

The heavy rain washes the muddy ground, the sky and the earth seem to be upside down and then upright, alternately on and off, the branches and stones cut small scratches on the body and face, when Ling Qing regained consciousness, he smoked green light through his eyes. Among the dense branches of buds, I can see the gray and oppressive sky.

He was lying under the small soil slope, his whole body was in pain, and he couldn't move. The rain poured on his body unscrupulously, making him icy cold.

It took a while before he felt his limbs recover a little bit. Ling Qing didn't think about anything at the moment, but only wanted to climb up, because he felt warm liquid gushing out from under his body, accompanied by the burst of pain in his stomach. Feeling the pain of falling, he knew that the child was about to come out.

He reached out and touched his stomach, as if to comfort the frightened little guy inside who couldn't wait to come out, then turned sideways, grabbed the grass on the ground, and moved his inconvenient body little by little.

His body was covered with mud, his hands were bloody and bloody from weeds and stones, but after climbing for a long time, he could only get away from the topic for a while, and now he couldn't mobilize his internal energy, as if all the energy in his body had been sucked out, but the pain in his abdomen was still there. It was a pain for a while.

Ling Qing raised her head in despair and looked upwards. At the hillside that seemed out of reach at the moment, all kinds of suppressed emotions attacked fiercely when she was vulnerable.

Cold, still painful, there is no other sound except the sound of rain, the feeling of loneliness and misery makes him feel as if he has been thrown into a bottomless abyss.

Nobody cares about him, nobody!

That person wanted "Qin Lin", so he didn't care what happened to him.

Those five months of poor food and clothing, which were almost forgotten, contrasted sharply with the hustle and bustle of New Year's Eve and his desolation and desolation. Even if he knew it, he was still immersed in the weaving dream.He even found someone who could replace "Qin Lin", but he was left in that kind of place. He was clearly pregnant with his child, and he was... "Qin Lin"!

Ling Qing looked down at Gui Meng in his hand.Aoxue Condensing Fragrance is recorded in "Looking at the flowers to keep their fragrance, the fragrance will disperse in the air; hold the water to hold the moon, and the moon's shadow can't help but flow..."

Why did God treat him like this?

He just secretly likes a person, and has been paying attention to him silently all the time. He never even had the extravagant hope of the other person looking back at him. It was the only time he wanted to approach him out of selfishness, but he had to give himself such a punishment ?

What heinous mistake did he make?Why do you want to subject yourself to a punishment that is more painful and cruel than Ling Chi or a cracked car?

Ling Qing hugged Gui Meng into her arms, and couldn't hold back any longer. The grievance and sadness that had been suppressed for a long time, even seeing the child die under the knife, she couldn't hold back the tears she didn't shed. At this moment Out of the cocoon...

The sky was getting dark and the heavy rain was still incessant. There was a faint sound of silk and bamboo in Yan Yunlie's room, but the next moment there was a "bang", the door was kicked open, and the sound of the piano stopped suddenly.

Cheng Bugui stood at the door with an angry expression on his face, and everyone in the room was stunned.Yan Yunlie leaned on the couch, looking lazy, seeing the visitor slowly put down the wine cup in his hand, "No return, you..."

Without waiting for Yan Yunlie's question, Yuan Bugui stepped forward a few steps and almost pounced on him, a silver light flashed between his fingers, and three silver needles were pressed against Yan Yunlie's Baihui acupoint, "Where did you take Ling Qing?" went?"

Yan Yunlie showed a slightly puzzled expression, "Where did you take it? This seat has always been here."

Yuan Bugui didn't believe it, "You really didn't take Ling Qing away?"

Yan Yunlie frowned, as if he sensed something foreshadowed in his words, "What's wrong with Ling Qing?"

Yuan Bugui put away the silver needle, "Ling Qing is gone... I thought he was just walking around, but it should have come back after such a heavy rain."

"It's inconvenient for him to have a big belly, why don't you like him?" Yan Yunlie asked.

As soon as he finished speaking, Yuan Bugui swiped his sleeves and slapped his face, obviously irritated by his understatement.

Yuan Bugui shouted: "I am optimistic about him? So what are you doing, Master Yan? You know that you are sitting here enjoying the world without asking, but ask me why I don't like him?"

Then he pointed to the young man in white clothes and a mask sitting beside him, "Also, what is this? Look at what you have come up with? You like "Qin Lin", you can connect for "Qin Lin" Don't even want to die, is this what you like?"

Yuan Bugui stretched out his hand, tore off the mask from the young man's face and threw it on Yan Yunlie.

"Even if you don't want to believe it, I still have to tell you clearly... Ling Qing is "Qin Lin", and there will be no other "Qin Lin" in this world besides him! And he is pregnant with you now Your child is missing, but you are here holding this fake and dreaming about it! Yan Yunlie, you are like a pig and a dog!"

Yan Yunlie was stunned by Yuan Bugui's outrageous slap. Ever since he knew Yuan Bugui, he only knew that he was not very serious, he was always heartless, always smiling and had no temper, but It was the first time I saw him so angry.In fact, the last time he learned that he was forcing Ling Qing to conceive again, he had already lost his temper once.

After saying that, Yuan Bugui seemed calmer, "Master Yan, if something happens to Ling Qing, I will get it back from you one by one for him!" The silent pet beside Yan Yunlie suddenly spoke.

"Are you talking about the person who lives in that hut in the north near the back mountain?"

Yuan Bugui and Yan Yunlie looked at him in unison, "Have you seen him?"

The young man lowered his head slightly, "When he saw that I was holding the sword given to me by the leader, he was suddenly very angry. He snatched the sword and went to the back of the mountain. I was afraid that the leader would punish me, so... I didn't repay the leader..." Yue said The quieter it is.

Yuan Bugui glared at Yan Yunlie again, flung his sleeves and ran out the door.

Yan Yunlie looked at the slightly shouldered road at the door, then turned his head to look at the person next to him who was dressed according to "Qin Lin" and was very similar in both stature and temperament, and then his eyes fell on the half silver mask on the ground.

"Yan Yunlie, do you know how many irreparable mistakes have been made by your willful actions so far?"

"Yan Yunlie, do you know that you don't know what love is, and you don't know what mutual affection is. Everything you do starts from yourself. Do you consider other people's feelings?"

"Yan Yunlie, remember what I said, and...you are sorry for Ling Qing, and you have failed Ling Qing's affection for so many years...

"Come on!" Yan Yun stood up violently, "Give Mu Zuo to the back mountain to find someone!"