He removed Shui Liuli from his lap, carefully placed it on the pillow, and gently got off the car.

Looking at the man in red who was still standing outside, the strong wind blew his large robes, as if he was waiting for him.

Ye Qingjue jumped out of the car easily and stood next to Rong Jinhuan, "Tell me, did something happen to Liao'er?"

He had known for a long time that Rong Jinhuan had something to say to him alone, so he coaxed Shui Liuli to sleep, and pointed his slender fingers at the grass in the distance, which was originally the tea garden, "Do you know what that is?"

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With his eyes flashing, Ye Qingjue looked into the distant distance. The green grass was full of life and vitality! A thought flashed through him, "This is an illusion!"

That's right, even if the weather is not extremely cold, it is impossible to see such vibrant grass, a scenery that can only appear in summer. As we all know, the closer you are to Lingxing Mountain, the fewer plants there are. Look at what you are seeing now.

A large piece of grass, Ye Qingjue finally understood why he always felt that something was wrong here, it turned out to be so.

If it was an illusion, it would make sense.

"Can you remove the illusion here?" Ye Qingjue raised his eyebrows, realizing that he still underestimated the man in front of him.

"No!" The very straightforward reply made Ye Qingjue's lips twitch slightly.

"But Lian'er can." After a pause, Rong Jinhuan's voice seemed to be tinged with a quiet feeling, as if he was about to ride the wind back home. Ye Qingjue finally turned to look at him sideways, "Lian'er's body

What else is there?" Ye Qingjue found that he suddenly couldn't see the person in front of him clearly.
Chapter completed!