The next day, when Ji Yanchen opened his eyes, he saw the familiar tent roof at a glance.
He was slightly stunned.
It is Feng'an Palace.
The gorgeousness of the dormitory seems to swallow up all the breath of the visitor.
The magnificent ceiling is hung with carefully carved phoenix feathers and peonies, exuding a warm radiance, as if the clouds and mists in the entire sky have faded away when the cold is reduced.
The stretched bed tent is made of soft and precious fine linen silk satin and silk. It is tactilely comfortable, neither hot nor cold, just like the melodious sounds of nature.
Looking out the window, you can clearly see the autumn cranes hovering slowly in the blue sky in the palace, you can also see the misty rain quietly flowing from the distant mountains, and the sound of the approaching breeze ruffling the branches and leaves of ancient pine trees, and... …
Ji Yan lowered his eyes, and his eyes gradually fell on Yin Luzhu, who was lying on his chest.
Her eyebrows were lightly closed, her long eyelashes drooped, and she was breathing evenly.
Also, the hand she held tightly.
The beauty of all this made him unforgettable and lingering over it.
Even though there was some numbness in his chest, Ji Yanchen still endured it and did not move. As time passed by, his eyes lingered on Yin Luzhu's face.
How could this person hate her so much before?
Obviously, she is so hard to let go of.
If there is anything in this beautiful world that he cannot let go of, then it must be Yin Luzhu.
Thinking of his own blood poison, Ji Yanchen's eyes darkened.
God was cruel to him after all.
If he had never met Yin Luzhu, he thought that he would just die, but now, he was so reluctant to let go.
Ji Yanchen's eyes suddenly became moist. He had never blamed the injustice of fate like this for a moment.
"Ji Yanchen!"
Yin Luzhu suddenly screamed, and then sat up suddenly.
Ji Yanchen stared at her, his eyes filled with surprise and deep affection.
"Yin Luzhu, did you dream about me?"
He looked at Yin Luzhu with a faint smile and asked in a low voice.
Yin Luzhu was still in a daze. When she heard Ji Yanchen's voice, she turned her eyes to him.
Their eyes met, and she suddenly plunged into his arms, hugging his slender waist tightly with both hands.
This man seemed to have lost weight again, so thin that it made people feel distressed.
Sensing something unusual about her, Ji Yanchen stiffened slightly, "Are you... worried about me?"
"Ji Yanchen, I'm sorry."
Yin Luzhu's voice came muffled from his chest, with a vibrato that couldn't be ignored.
As if realizing something, Ji Yanchen's eyes froze slightly.
He pursed his thin lips slightly and asked tentatively: "What... have you heard?"
"Yes." Yin Luzhu's crying voice came, and the hand holding his waist tightened a little more.
Looking back on the journey over the years, it seemed that Ji Yanchen was always there by her side, and she got used to it, and gradually felt that he would never leave her, and would always be by her side to provide for her. Drive, relieve yourself, and even save her life.
She never thought that one day, this man would leave.
Yin Luzhu felt an unspeakable sourness in her heart, causing her tears to fall uncontrollably.
"Blame me, it's all my fault, if it weren't for me..."
"Yin Luzhu."
Before she could finish her words, Ji Yanchen gently pushed her away. Looking at her red and swollen eyes, he was absent-minded for a moment.
