Half a month later, the imperial list of the Revelation caused a sensation in the Jinxi Kingdom, and also shocked Ye Yimu.

——Prince Baili Wushuang, Prince of Jinxi, died of illness and died on the morning of the day, and the whole country mourned...

In a hotel lobby in Jinxiguo, Ye Yimu took the letter handed over by Situ Mingri and was silent.

In the past half a month, Ye Yimu has not obtained anything about Baili Wushuang, and the mysterious man has never appeared again

Now, Ye Yimu looked at the letter in his hand, which clearly recorded Baili Wushuang's death. Ye Yimu's hand holding the letter was shaking a little.

"Girl, are you okay?" Situ Mingri asked with some concern.

Since Ye Yimu came back with the unconscious Leng Zitian half a month ago, Leng Zitian has been asleep and has not woken up until today...

Ye Yimu has not been as lively as before since that day, and has been pranking, has been silent for no reason, has been confused without warning, and has not easily revealed a faint sadness...

Such Ye Yimu is something that Situ Mingri is not familiar with, and it makes him feel distressed and pity...

Ye Yimu hesitated for a second before coming to his senses..org She barely raised a curve slightly and showed a faint danger, and she shook her head gently.

"I'll go and see Zitian." Ye Yimu held the letter in his hand tightly and stood up and walked towards the inner room.

Having just walked a few steps, Ye Yimu thought of something. She turned around and said peacefully to Situ Mingri who was standing there a little lost, "You little face, you haven't had a good rest when taking care of Zitian these days. I'll take care of him today. You can go and have a good rest."

"Girl, I'm not tired." Situ Mingri had a satisfied smile on his handsome face.

Ye Yimu looked at Situ Mingri without saying anything, a little confused and a little stunned, not sure what she was thinking.

"Okay, I'll go. Girl, don't let this look go, it's not good-looking."

Looking at Ye Yimu like this, Situ Mingri felt very uncomfortable for some reason, but he still endured the discomfort in his heart and said half-jokingly, hoping that the atmosphere would not always be in such a depressed state.

After hearing Situ Mingri's words, Ye Yimu slightly turned around and continued to walk towards the inner room.

Looking at Ye Yimu's figure gradually moving away, Situ Mingri raised his hand to touch the position of his heart and smiled bitterly. But the next second, he shook his head hard again. When he looked at him again, his eyes became much clearer, and he returned to the handsome and handsome boy.

Situ Mingri turned around and left the room, finally glanced into the room, and then gently closed the door.

——

In the room, Ye Yimu sat by the bed and looked at Leng Zitian, who was quiet and peaceful on the bed, and reached out to stroke the silk on his forehead.

Looking at Leng Zitian's handsome face, Ye Yimu's lips and teeth moved slightly, "Zi Tian, ​​I've been resting for half a month, it's time to get up. I want to talk to you."

"Zi Tian, ​​he is dead. Do you believe it?"

Ye Yimu stood up, looked out the window, and continued to talk to himself

"Why?"

"You really..."

"Why do you feel inexplicably distressed? This feeling is so familiar."

"Maybe you are right, maybe it's really fate, maybe we really met earlier."

"sorry…"

...

I don’t know how long it took or how long it took to talk to himself. Ye Yimu turned around, gently stroked Leng Zitian’s face, and said gently.
Chapter completed!