Fuyunfang.

Zhao Yuanfeng let out a faint breath, sat next to the stove, holding a small book in his hand, flipping through the pages, with a slight smile on his lips. Ling Tian leaned against the wall indifferently, accustomed to

He stared at the night outside the window, holding the soft swords in his hands tightly. He glanced at Yuanfeng from time to time, looking at his handsome and resolute profile.

I don't know why, but I have an inexplicable feeling in my heart. He and Yuan Feng grew up together, and Yuan Feng has always regarded him as a buddy, and never puts on any princely airs in front of him. Their affection has gone beyond the ordinary.

Brotherly love, if someone wants to harm Yuanfeng, he must be protected even if he is shattered to pieces.

In the blink of an eye, it has been more than ten years. Looking at Yuan Feng with the jade tree facing the wind, and watching the charming and beautiful women around him entering the palace happily and coming out dejectedly, there is something unspeakable in his heart.

Chang Kuai, none of those vulgar women are worthy of Yuan Feng.

But since that Xiao Qiao woman appeared, he found that Yuanfeng had changed. He had restrained all his playfulness, became refined and solemn, and sometimes when he passed by the room during the night vigil, he could hear Yuanfeng dreaming.

He shouted Xiao Qiao's name, his love for that woman was so deep. Seeing the pain in his face that he wanted to see her but couldn't, Ling Tian felt even more uncomfortable than him.

That day's banquet, if Yuanfeng had gone a little later, maybe everything would have been different, or if his moves had been a little slower, the blue-shirted swordsman might have killed Zhu for them, but Yuanfeng insisted on

He came to the rescue himself, but he didn't understand why Yuanfeng did this![

He clearly loves the woman named Xiao Qiao, but why is he unwilling to confess to her? With the strength of his young prince, he doesn't believe that he can't compare to that rich boy. Suddenly, he actually hates the woman named Xiao Qiao.

, if it weren’t for her, she wouldn’t have made it so difficult for Yuan Feng. Does that woman understand the pain of languishing for Yi?

Yuan Feng breathed a sigh of relief and froze slightly. He realized the hot and dazed light on the side. He raised his head and saw Ling Tian's thoughtful expression and ambiguous eyes. He smiled slightly:
Chapter completed!