Ye Qingyu sighed, carefully put away the scroll of the Heavenly Lord with the wealth, and waved gently.

Jiang Wang lowered his head obediently—

The last time I tied my hair, or the last time.

It was also him from Ye Qingyu's gang.

The hand that played the piano and Yue fell on the strings of her black hair. She easily untied her jade crown and used her jade fingers to comb her long hair again.

"I received a letter signed as 'Fengxia Xiaojiang', and there were a total of 1,331 letters."

While combing his hair, Ye Qingyu spoke, and his fairy eyes focused on his long hair, as if that was the most complicated fairy art in the world.

"There are 1,003 letters in between, and they are all talking about Jiang An'an."

"There are two hundred and ninety letters left, which are talking about practice."

"There are only twenty-six letters, saying that he saw some scenery and something interesting happened."

After all, combing your hair is not a complicated matter and it cannot kill too much time. Ye Qingyu has never been a procrastination.

The wind and clouds she is used to are light because many things are not worth worrying about.

So she put the jade crown on and sat back.

She continued to speak: "There are three remaining seals, which are his depression that he has nowhere to relieve. I saw his emotions being crushed into the gaps of the mountains. I struggled out of the way someone was, but gritted my teeth and said, "I want to go more."

Work harder.”

"The last nine seals were pieced together and I didn't know what to say. I tossed and turned around, and indeed saw the blue rain on the clouds between the lines."

The sword flower has been hiding for a long time.

She glanced at the sword flower that she couldn't find, and her eyes turned back to Jiang Wang, and fell on the so-called "Heavenly Lord of Wealth": "Mr. Jiang is a star-chasing person who chases the moon. There is no scenery in his eyes and will not move easily.

Chenxin. But once such a person has some concerns, he will inevitably collapse."

"I--" Jiang Wang opened his mouth and wanted to speak.

But it was sealed by an index finger.

Jiang Zhenjun is good at sealing the country. After Zuo Qiuwu left, he was considered the best in the world.

But this gesture of silence is indeed an unsolved seal in the world.

The index finger, which looked like mutton fat, stood lightly on the cherry lips. He was still a little far apart, and he couldn't even say a word.

Qingyu rarely speaks so much, so he seems particularly serious.

She was too cold, too indifferent, too "immortal", as if she didn't care about anything. Only at this moment when you looked at her eyes, in the fairy eyes that held the wishful wish, there were so many emotions that she couldn't control... What was she actually

Remember them all.

"I have seen her worried eyes under Wu'an City. During the Dragon Palace banquet, she danced in the sound of my piano."

"I am so beautiful that I still feel pity for you."

"I believe she is a worthy person."

"She must be worthy of the landslide you have had for her."

"But Mr. Jiang—"

She actually laughed, and her eyes were bent and the stars were rippling in the crescent moon: "I've been getting heavier recently. I'm afraid you can't accommodate a second person in your heart."

She was born with everything, but that doesn't mean she doesn't know how to take care of it.

Could she not be worthy of Jiang Wang's heart's collapse?

Hasn't she ever caused a sudden thunder in Jiang Wang's heart?

Is there no evening of longing for love and a long sleepless night?

But she is Ye Qingyu.

Ye Lingxiao's pearl in his palm, Luqiu Chaolu's daughter.

She has her pride and self.

No words are enough to respond.

None of the books Jiang Wang has read has written the correct answer.

Emperor Wu of Qi, who has seriously loved each other, but his heart was broken into many films, said many times in "The Legend of the Cuteness of the Countries", but only said "I'm sorry" or... "I've loved".

Love does not look inevitable. Love does not have the only correct answer.

Jiang Wang raised his head, and he looked at Ye Qingyu, not just her beauty. Looking at her eyes filled with tears and her smile that was still as bright as the moon: "The higher the cultivation level, the further away it seems to be from the world."

The further you practice, the less you remember the waves of people. Sometimes I need to admit that I am not so willful. I don’t know what words can respond to your heart.”

"I don't know how to explain or argue. I just know that I must not want you to cry."

"This mood has nothing to do with anything, it's not because you have done anything or you haven't done anything."

He still held the beautiful hairpin in one hand.

The other hand moved toward his chest...

Press down hard, and it will be like catching the moon in the water, bringing out your heart!

He looked into her eyes so seriously that she could see the surging sea.

"It will tell you what I have experienced, felt, figured out, and attached to you. Everything about me is not hidden from you."

He said slowly, "If you are ready...please see my sincerity."

Ye Qingyu's hand was placed on his heart. The soft and slightly cool hands touched the hotness of this heart.

With just a little thought, she could crash into this heart. The most famous true king of the world, "Jiang Wang in the Heaven", has no secret to her since then.

But she didn't move forward.

Because it is not only by walking into a person's heart that one can see a person's true heart!

She just held the heart gently and gently pushed it back into her chest, smiling with tears in her eyes: "Mr. Jiang, we may not have a grand story."

In the misty drizzle like fog, there is only a round raindrop. It seems that the moisture of the fog is swallowed up, and the brightness of the moon is so bright.

The raindrop flew in the hazy mountains, with water rippling lightly, and the Immortal Palace rising.

"I am a person who has never been used to losing but has been losing all the time. I dare not slackew on my whole journey for a day, just hoping that the person I love can be safe."

Jiang Wang's hand finally lifted up and put it on her hand. He pressed his chest like this, feeling the slightly cool jade hand and his heart that could not calm down: "What's more, my heart is rumbling for you

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Thanks to the book friend "Baidizi is the sky" for becoming the leader of this book! It is for the 867th League!
Chapter completed!