Jiang Mi'er has exquisite makeup on her face, but she can see that she is haggard-

Jiang Bo, the bones are still cold.

[I want to see Yaori, I know he is at home!]

[Ms. Jiang, please go back.]

[Leng Zhao, get out of here!]

Jiang Mi'er roared, turned around and ran quickly upstairs. Leng Zhaojun frowned unhappily and chased after him.

In front of the door of Emperor Shao’s bedroom, Leng Zhao grabbed Jiang Mi’er’s hand that was about to knock on the door.

[Mr. Emperor doesn’t want to see you, Miss Jiang, this is my last kindness to you.]

The force of Jiang Mi'er's wrist was squeezing with a warning that could not be disobeyed.

Jiang Mi'er pulled it a few times, but couldn't pull away Leng Zhao's firm hand.

[Yaori, Yaori! I am Mi'er, please let me see you Beitang Yaori! I'm sorry... I'm really sorry, I know I was wrong! I shouldn't contact Murong Qiangwei, please let me go in and see you!]

[…]

Jiang Mi'er yelled into the bedroom, and her regretful intestines were blue at this time.

When she saw the body of her brother Jiang Bo Bingling and when she learned about the terrifying things Murong Qiangwei did in Tibet, she became scared.

She never expected that Murong Qiangwei had such a side, even implicated her brother Jiang Bo!

[Yaori... Sorry, sorry, I really know I was wrong! Please don't do this, I love you... I love you! Woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo w

[…] Leng Zhao still kept holding her, and his hands were not loosened.

[At least, at least for the sake of my brother Jiang Bo, let me meet you! Yaori, Yao—]

[Let her in.]

The words of the amnesty came from the bedroom.

Leng Zhao immediately let go of his hand and let Jiang Mi'er in.

As soon as he entered the bedroom, Jiang Mi'er's body paused slightly-

Beitang Yaori was holding Lin Nuanxi in her arms, and her face was buckled in a position that Beitang Yaori used invisible to her chest.

This is like pampering the baby who coaxed him to fall asleep.

Being disturbed by such a warm atmosphere, Beitang Yaori naturally looked unhappy on his face.

[Yaori, why is she here?]

[Why isn't she here?]

[She obviously didn't already-]

[No matter how far a person goes, he will eventually have to go back to his home.]

Beitang Yaori's definition of Lin Nuanxi's "home" is enough to show that Jiang Mi'er's hope of remarrying is pitiful.

This scene in front of her undoubtedly made Jiang Mier very jealous, and she tried her best to restrain her ugly jealous look.

[Yaori, you have lost a lot of weight these days.]

Playing the sympathy card is Jiang Mi'er's strength, not to mention that she is Jiang Bo's biological sister.

[My brother died so suddenly, and even now, I can’t believe that my brother is really no longer.]

[…]

A hint of undetectable forbearance flashed at the bottom of Yaori's black eyes in Beitang, but it quickly disappeared.

[Yaori must not be able to accept it, brother, he loves you so much!]

[…]

[Yaori, I am no less determined than my brother to love you. I just hope... can be by your side.]

It is obviously extremely difficult to seek to re-become his title as Mrs. Emperor. At least, she doesn't want to even have a chance to meet in the future.

[For my brother, I want to continue to extend my brother's love, Yaori...]

[Are you finished speaking?]

This is different from what Jiang Mier expected. Beitang Yaori's tone was dull, making people feel no emotional ups and downs. Jiang Mier was wearing exquisite makeup on her face, but she could see that she was haggard-

Jiang Bo, the bones are still cold.

[I want to see Yaori, I know he is at home!]

[Ms. Jiang, please go back.]

[Leng Zhao, get out of here!]

Jiang Mi'er roared, turned around and ran quickly upstairs. Leng Zhaojun frowned unhappily and chased after him.

In front of the door of Emperor Shao’s bedroom, Leng Zhao grabbed Jiang Mi’er’s hand that was about to knock on the door.

[Mr. Emperor doesn’t want to see you, Miss Jiang, this is my last kindness to you.]

The force of Jiang Mi'er's wrist was squeezing with a warning that could not be disobeyed.

Jiang Mi'er pulled it a few times, but couldn't pull away Leng Zhao's firm hand.

[Yaori, Yaori! I am Mi'er, please let me see you Beitang Yaori! I'm sorry... I'm really sorry, I know I was wrong! I shouldn't contact Murong Qiangwei, please let me go in and see you!]

[…]

Jiang Mi'er yelled into the bedroom, and her regretful intestines were blue at this time.

When she saw the body of her brother Jiang Bo Bingling and when she learned about the terrifying things Murong Qiangwei did in Tibet, she became scared.

She never expected that Murong Qiangwei had such a side, even implicated her brother Jiang Bo!

[Yaori... Sorry, sorry, I really know I was wrong! Please don't do this, I love you... I love you! Woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo w

[…] Leng Zhao still kept holding her, and his hands were not loosened.

[At least, at least for the sake of my brother Jiang Bo, let me meet you! Yaori, Yao—]

[Let her in.]

The words of the amnesty came from the bedroom.

Leng Zhao immediately let go of his hand and let Jiang Mi'er in.

As soon as he entered the bedroom, Jiang Mi'er's body paused slightly-

Beitang Yaori was holding Lin Nuanxi in her arms, and her face was buckled in a position that Beitang Yaori used invisible to her chest.

This is like pampering the baby who coaxed him to fall asleep.

Being disturbed by such a warm atmosphere, Beitang Yaori naturally looked unhappy on his face.

[Yaori, why is she here?]

[Why isn't she here?]

[She obviously didn't already-]

[No matter how far a person goes, he will eventually have to go back to his home.]

Beitang Yaori's definition of Lin Nuanxi's "home" is enough to show that Jiang Mi'er's hope of remarrying is pitiful.

This scene in front of her undoubtedly made Jiang Mier very jealous, and she tried her best to restrain her ugly jealous look.

[Yaori, you have lost a lot of weight these days.]

Playing the sympathy card is Jiang Mi'er's strength, not to mention that she is Jiang Bo's biological sister.

[My brother died so suddenly, and even now, I can’t believe that my brother is really no longer.]

[…]

A hint of undetectable forbearance flashed at the bottom of Yaori's black eyes in Beitang, but it quickly disappeared.

[Yaori must not be able to accept it, brother, he loves you so much!]

[…]

[Yaori, I am no less determined than my brother to love you. I just hope... can be by your side.]

It is obviously extremely difficult to seek to re-become his title as Mrs. Emperor. At least, she doesn't want to even have a chance to meet in the future.

[For my brother, I want to continue to extend my brother's love, Yaori...]

[Are you finished speaking?]
Chapter completed!