Jing Yao with a sigh stretched out his hand for JingYun pinched by Angle.
Jing Yun stared at the top of the bed with his eyes wide open, but his eyes were erratic. The light in his eyes lit up and went out, and he seemed to be struggling.
Don’t. I lost my heart. I already know my body
Speaking of this, he is angry. He is stubborn. Why don’t he swallow the antidote? That’s the last one. Do you really want to die so much or should I say that even if you die, you won’t stay near me.
Such a good chance to live to Qin Xi is also to deliver the medicine to him personally.
Either Jing Yun asked him to kill him early and listen to their conversation, or he sent him to hurt him. Don’t hurt Jing Yun or die.
I just don’t want to owe him. I’m done. He accompanied him through the trough of his life, and he gave him his life to be hunted by Jingyao.
Poisoning is your own fault.
The words fell into a room of silence.
It is always unclear whether he is talking about love or not, but it is not their control.
If you save him from fate, you should let yourself bear it.
Jing Yao clenched his fist, but there was nothing he could do about JingYun.
Jing Yun can come for a walk and enjoy the scenery when he is getting better.
My father-in-law’s squire is always watching the scene.
Grandpa Yao, let’s go for a walk in the Imperial Garden.
If you fall into the scene, you will not walk ahead.
Although entering the imperial garden is a winter garden, the cold plum blossoms are also particularly charming.
The strong breeze blows and blows all over the sky, and it is like a fairy to be in it.
People around you look straight at their eyes and don’t want to move their eyes for a moment, so they stare straight.
Jing Yun didn’t seem to notice that they were wandering in the rain and frowning deeply.
Flowers fade, flowers fly, the sky is red, and the fragrance disappears. Who pity the gossamer, the spring pavilion, the floc and the embroidered curtain?
Beautiful but full of sadness.
It’s so fragrant when it’s finished.
If the flowers disperse, who can remember the scenery at that time?
Gently sigh and pick a cold plum with one hand. Stamp the lake and gently put it into the water.
If you get into the water, what should you do?
A line of people wait for a while looked at Jingyun’s every move and dared not disturb him.
Therefore, when the miscellaneous penetration is too quiet, it starts up.
What are you doing here? Don’t you know that no one is allowed in the imperial garden today?
Maid-in-waiting’s top-notch voice is like being pinched in the throat and screaming at the old hen, which sounds extremely uncomfortable.
There is a beautiful woman next to her, and her eyebrows are malicious, and her charm has faded.
Have a bad intention
JingYun if evoked a smile, curious about this woman’s identity.
I thought there were no other women in the palace. What is this?
It’s stupid to smile with a sneer.
That’s all. No, it’s also Jing Yao’s responsibility to stay behind. He has nothing to do with it
They have a deep hatred across the sea of blood, even if it is not him, but it is also inextricably linked. He is not as open-minded as he thought.
My father-in-law looked at Jing Yun and didn’t find his eyebrows wrong, but now it’s not an explanation. He can secretly bow to that woman.
This is the Queen Mother’s conferring of Li Meiren. Should the etiquette be neglected?
Slave sends greetings to Li Meiren.
Yao Gonggong’s words confirmed his guess that it was a Jing Yao woman.
Li Meiren looked up at her eyes a little, and a trace of hatred flashed in her eyes, smiling at her father-in-law again.
Father-in-law, get up. You’re a big red man around the emperor. Isn’t this a bad palace?
Good words, but no concrete actions, embarrassed father-in-law Yao.
This woman has a bad heart. Jing Yao deserves to be spoiled by her.
I don’t know if I can persuade myself not to care, but I still feel a sour feeling in my chest, which is very uncomfortable.
Shun shun qi smiled at Li Mei-ren and slightly bent over to greet Huang Sao.
Li Meiren winked at a silk scarf and smiled falsely.
Yo, if it isn’t Lord Yun, it’s a family ritual.