He gasped heavily, and when he saw Qianqian, he seemed to breathe a lot of relief. He didn't ask where she was going, and opened his mouth and smiled: "You're back."
After saying that, he fell off his horse
"Young Master!" Yun Feng, Yun Yi, was wise and quick-witted, rushed down to catch Yun Qi, so he didn't let him fall to the ground
Qianqian was shocked and quickly slid off her horse and ran over: "Yunqi! What's wrong?"
The pale boy fell asleep weakly in Yunfeng's arms
"It's all your fault!" Yin Xin suddenly cried and pushed Qian Qian hard. The power of those who had learned martial arts was not weak. In addition, Qian Qian was not prepared and pushed it to the back.
A pair of hands stretched out from behind her in time and supported her shoulders steadily. The calm power was like an unshakable mountain.
Qianqian turned her head and looked at him. Su Ziyan pursed her lips, her eyes were cold, unlike the coldness of the past, as if there was a very shallow and shallow anger.
"Yinxin, stop talking, it's important to send the young master back first." Jin Xin wiped her tears and hurriedly asked Yunfeng to hold Yunqi and get on the horse, and he also stepped on the back of the horse.
"That..." Qianqian wanted to speak, and saw Yunqi that look like they were escaping from the cave that day, and when he was sick, he was
Jin Xin held the reins, her eyes were red, and she looked down at her: "Miss Su, the young master is like this to find you. If you still have a conscience, go back with us and wake up. I will definitely want to see you."
This girl said these words no longer as arrogant as she was as a member of the Yun family on weekdays, but was filled with a kind of prayer in her heart.
Qianqian was immediately moved, and her heart was filled with sorrow, and she nodded: "You can take him back for treatment first, I'll come soon."
"Thank you," Jin Xin said thank you, then rode a horse and turned around to follow Yunfeng Yunyi, who had already run away.
Qianqian stood up, Su Ziyan's hand was still on his shoulder. When she stood up, she gently held her up.
The warm palm is not as cold as his temperament. His palm is warm. I heard that people with warm hands will not be cold.
So...... His cold appearance is actually a kind of disguise
In the palace, under the struggle of power, one must disguise himself as an inviolable and indifferent person in order to make others think he is indestructible...