[69 Book Bar - www.] This sentence may seem unintentional, but it plays right into the plans of Jun Ruyi, Jun Yanran and his daughter! Especially Jun Yanran, who has always considered herself to be the second princess...
While pretending to be reserved and shy, Jun Yanran frequently rolled her eyes. Jun Yanran carefully took in all the expressions of Feng Zhisu in her eyes and imprinted them in her heart. Until, between those lips that were as graceful as cherry blossoms, a touch of poppy blossoms appeared.
Dazzling smile.
"Thank you, eldest brother, for caring about me! But I will take care of such mundane matters myself, so I won't bother you to worry about it, brother!"
Under the sun, his whole body exuded an arrogant cold air. There was no wave in those eyes that seemed to freeze at a glance. Apart from being perfect and excessive, his carefully carved face could no longer be seen.
There are no other expressions.
"hiss......"
Everyone took a breath of cold air. Because of his cold and unruly nature, and also because of Jun Yanran, who had already shed tears after hearing his words!
"Yan... Yanran..."
Jun Ruxi murmured, seeing it in his eyes, it hurt in his heart. But due to his identity and the situation, he didn't know what else to do besides frowning and sighing.
Crystal tears slowly flowed down from that elegant and beautiful face. Listening to the whispers around her, that thin figure standing alone in the white snow looked so pitiful and heart-wrenching, but there was no one there.
She took the initiative to stand up, took her into her arms, and cared for her carefully.
But just when she felt that she had lost all face and suffered all the humiliation, a handkerchief embroidered with kylin grass was quietly handed to her...
"Zi Yi?"
Looking at the delicate embroidered handkerchief in front of her eyes, Jun Yanran murmured. Her long eyelashes were covered with teardrops, as beautiful as hibiscus. The teardrops seemed to be nostalgic for the white skin and refused to fall.
"Before you cry, have you ever thought? Maybe there is a person in some inconspicuous corner who will be so heartbroken that he can't breathe because of your tear?"
The warm and gentle sound is like the melody of the stream blowing over the pebbles, so delicate and soft, as clear as ice crystals...
Either shocked or comforted. Jun Yanran sobbed, bit her pink lips, raised her pretty face, and looked right into Feng Ziyi's big, dark, clear eyes. The dancing look in her almond-shaped eyes was really heartbreaking.
"sorry!"
In the dancing snow, he was wearing a lavender dress, with his hair tied up with a bamboo hairpin. He had graceful and smooth cheeks, and pink cheeks that could be broken by blowing. Listening to her whispers, his soft red lips were raised.
A touch of handsome curvature like a porcelain doll.
The breeze blew by, bringing with it the scent of wood on his body that was different from that of orchids and musk deer. It was so beautiful, natural, and elegant.
"Also, forget, everything about me!"
Her bright red lips opened slightly, and the heartbreaking cold words poured out mercilessly. As soon as she finished speaking, in front of her eyes, a delicate silk handkerchief embroidered with unicorn grass fell in the wind, carrying a refreshing fragrance that she couldn't catch.
I couldn't find it and the pain was suffocating.
Among the noisy crowd, no one saw that charming purple epiphyllum smile blooming at the corner of her charming lips...
"Hey, it's cold and windy outside the courtyard. Why don't you guests move to the hall? A heater has been prepared there. As soon as the emperor and the empress arrive, you can have a banquet and have a drink!"