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Therefore, Yun Liu Ya simply tilted her head and smiled mischievously at An Jiu. Her eyes moved around, carrying a mischievous and cute look.

Seeing that the other party was indifferent, Yun Liu Ya continued to get closer. She grabbed onto An Jiu's arm and said in a flattering tone, "A Jiu, don't be angry, it really isn't what you think. If you want to hear it, I can explain it to you. "

"Damned girl, you're really unsuitable. "From now on, don't be like this." Although An Jiu was still frowning, but his expression still relaxed a lot.

An Jiu's mouth could not help but twitch.

After a long while, he seemed to have finally sorted out a bit of his thoughts. His wrinkled brows finally relaxed. He turned his brown eyes towards Yun Liu Ya who was raising her head up, revealing a rarely seen serious and serious expression, and called out, "Yun Liu Ya."

This was the first time An Jiu officially called her name. It was just one simple word, but it had an indescribable charm to it.

Although Yun Liu Ya was startled, she still replied smoothly, "Hmm?"

"I just want to ask you, when that person promised you that he would take the position of an imperial concubine, how would you answer if I didn't appear?"

It turned out that he only cared about Yun Liu Ya's reaction.

Yun Liu Ya did not expect this fellow to not be stubborn about these things. "Ever since I was young, I have had a wish that has nothing to do with the royalty. I only love to be free and unfettered, and hope that the two of them can ride together to the ends of the earth."

Her voice was light and gentle, like a soft feather, it touched upon An Jiu's heart.

Two people on a horse, holding the sky. Yun Liu Ya's eyes sparkled. She didn't lie. This was indeed what she had always been looking forward to. From her previous life to her rebirth, she had never changed.

Sometimes, there were coincidences that were bizarre to the point of being inconceivable.

Zi Ye, Palace of the Phoenix.

The light in Phoenix King's study room was still not extinguished. The night wind blew through the window, gently caressing the corner of the tall and skinny figure's black robes.

Jun Lin Sheng habitually squinted his eyes, focusing his gaze on a bunch of Yulan in front of the court that just happened to open up.

It turned out that everything was not just a rumor. These two were already so familiar to him that they surprised him. In his impression, although his royal brother had evil intentions, he had never moved out with a woman to such an extent.

And this woman was actually Yun Liu Ya.

Yun Liu Ya, Yun Liu Ya. Ever since he had returned to the manor, he had repeated this name countless times in his heart, but every time he recited it, it gave him a completely different feeling.

lively, spicy, fragile, sinister. When he saw Jun Lin Feng carrying her to the great hall, when he saw Jun Lin Feng suddenly kneeling on the ground and throwing his the position of Wing Wang's wife, when he saw two clear lines of tears slowly flowing down his innocent little face, the intense pain in his heart finally told him, that this girl, had already passed through the flowers and vines, and walked into her heart.

If not for the fact that the person in green suddenly barged in, he would have been unable to hold himself back and appeared in front of the two.

He remembered that the person's name was An Jiu, and it was precisely during the competition with that person that he got to know this Yun Liu Ya, who had annoyed him, but caused him to be unable to rest at ease.

After all, in all these years, other than his mother, and with the exception of the deep bone-deep hatred, Yun Liu Ya was the first.

Emotions were like a flood of ferocious beasts. Once they arrived, it was impossible to stop them. He was completely suppressed, but he couldn't lie to himself.

Jun Lin Sheng's gaze carried an unspeakable profoundness as he took out a piece of xuan paper from behind each and every document, and carefully pressed it down with the paperweight. He carefully picked out a thin strand of hair from the brush holder. As he held it in his hand, he didn't write for a long time.

Jun Lin Sheng's finger unconsciously rubbed on the brush as an elegant and refined woman appeared in his mind.

Yun Liu Ya was very special as her gaze never wavered as she looked at this world. The gaze of the bystanders caused Jun Lin Sheng to unconsciously feel pain in her heart. She wasn't the most beautiful, nor was she the best, but she was the one who moved him the most.

As he mentioned the brush, it was unknown what the other party was thinking about, and his smile gradually deepened. He fixed his eyes and began to write like a god. This painting actually went from Shentu to Xiluo.

He had never eaten, but the more he drew, the more excited he became.

The night was as black as ink, the bright moon hung in the sky, and the warm moonlight seemed to be a lover's hands.

Jun Lin Sheng stood in front of the window, his tall figure leaving a long trail behind him.

The woman on the canvas was like a goddess who had descended from the heavens. A cool breeze blew away the undried ink, staining the veil of her dress with a thin veil, like mist or rain. The woman leaned against the window and looked up at the crescent moon. In the mist, it was faintly discernible on the paper, like a fairy who had ascended to immortality.

Gazing at the distant Moon Palace, her eyes were slightly narrowed, appearing indolent yet casual. It was a far cry from the woman's usual calm self-preservation.

Dusk was boundless, and in the study at the side of the Palace of the Phoenix, lights were shining.

The next morning, Jun Lin Sheng arrived late, his face like a peach blossom.

"Reporting to Your Majesty, Yencheng has arrived to report the news, Ming Nation has already suppressed two cities of Chu, and their influence is vast, I am afraid that Yencheng will fall, and I am here to report to the imperial government to indicate reinforcements." An officer dressed like a military general suddenly entered the palace to demand an order.

At the moment, the struggle for power was getting worse. No matter who was sent to suppress it, they would gain both fame and fortune. If they lost, they would not be able to keep their throne. No one was willing to take this risk at this point in time.

Kaiser who was sitting on the dragon throne shot a cold glance at this group of bastards! He was only thinking about his own interests, and he was still peeping at the imperial power. How did he give birth to such a group of things!

"I'm worried about the border, so how should I handle this matter from my beloved officials' point of view?" When the Kaiser said this, he was completely silent. After a long while, Kaiser's face turned even more ashen.

"The discussions just now were so intense, why are they turning into mutes now?!" Clapping the dragon throne, Kaiser gasped for breath.

"My lord, this subject thinks it would be best to send the Third Prince."