She actually chose such a dangerous way to avoid the eldest wife and He Anyuan?
Does she know that if she accidentally falls, what will he do?
Yi Jian felt like his heart was trembling. It was a kind of fear that had unconsciously crawled from the soles of his feet, along his legs, up his back, and spread to the depths of his brain!
Zhong Qing nodded, she was naturally afraid, her weakness was nothing more than this.
Seeing her nodding, Yi Jian's eyes became more indifferent and calm, and his fingers slowly relaxed.
Her body fell slightly downwards!
Zhong Qing felt like she couldn't stop breathing. She screamed and stretched out her right hand to grab his hand.
Does he really want to be so handsome?
Zhongqing closed her eyes tightly, but felt tears falling from her eyes.
She doesn't like crying!
But in front of him, she cried for the second time!
She was close to despair and clutched his hand tightly, as if she wanted to tear his hand off.
Her white and tender little hands were already turning purple due to exertion.
She couldn't say a word and could only cry silently.
It turns out that being on the verge of death is so terrifying...
She had been on the verge of death before, but it had never been as scary as now!
She hated this kind of suffering and this feeling!
She cried silently.
I can't restrain myself anymore.
Tears crossed the corners of his eyes, fell into his ears, and then dispersed in the air.
Yi Jian lowered her head and looked at the crying woman with her head held high. The indifference in her eyes softened slightly.
Xu Ang had already walked to the room and saw the young marshal standing there. He walked forward and was frightened when he saw such a scene: "Young marshal... what are you doing?"
As he spoke, he stretched out his hand to grab Zhong Qing's hand.
I was afraid that if the young commander let go, she would be thrown to death!
However, just before Xu Ang's fingers touched Zhong Qing's hand, Yi Jian stretched out her right hand and separated Xu Ang's hand.
The hope that Zhong Qingming saw was dashed again this time!
Xu Ang's hand could only be withdrawn forcefully.
The young commander's things... he never likes to be touched by anyone!
He could only stand there in silence, opened his mouth, and persuaded: "Young Marshal, this will scare Miss Zhong to death... Look at her face, she is pale!"
