Yi Jian's eyes narrowed slightly, with a cold expression. He looked at her there without saying a word.
Zhong Qing could no longer hold on any longer, and she felt as if her hands were about to be broken.
Her body was hanging in the air, several meters below her, and she was a little dizzy.
Several times, she thought she would fall and drown.
She is most afraid of death... This is the most dangerous thing, and according to her temperament, it is the last thing she likes to do!
It’s also the last thing I know how to do!
She was scared to death of looking handsome when she walked, not to mention hanging on the window edge like this!
She vaguely felt the sound of wind blowing in her ears. She raised her head and looked at Yi Jian's indifferent expression with her white and tender face. Her eyes seemed to be about to burst into tears: "Young Marshal...
I can't go up..."
At that time, she was just scared and didn't think so much. She looked around and found there was no place to hide, so she ran to the window.
Yi Jian lowered his head and looked at Zhong Qing, but he had never seen her in such a miserable state before. Her expression looked pitiful at him.
He stretched out his hand, slowly grabbed her left hand, and then used his fingers to push her right hand away from the window sill little by little.
He didn't pull her up.
Instead, he grabbed her left hand and still hung her in the air, staring at her calmly.
Zhongqing was already covered in cold sweat. If he let go, she would definitely die!
Her whole body was already soaked, and her whole body was shivering.
She looked at him like a helpless child, trembling all over but unable to say a word.
She couldn't figure out his temper, so uncertain, or maybe he was annoying her and now he wished she was dead!
Zhongqing looked at the man in front of her with an indifferent face and no trace of pity in his eyes. She felt panicked in her heart.
"Young... Young Marshal..."
She called his name, but couldn't get through a word!
She was so frightened and pitiful, and her eyes were filled with begging when she looked at him.
But Yi Jian still looked at her indifferently.
Opened his mouth.
"Afraid?"
His tone was so indifferent.
God knows how turbulent his heart is!
She actually chose such a dangerous way to avoid the eldest wife and He Anyuan?