Chapter 492

When the smoke and dust started to disperse, a farce ended like this, and Xueer was stunned: "why don't the family just set up a stage to act? It's a wonderful performance! "

Qi Rongyue didn't answer. He turned to hospital and didn't look at Yin Yixuan.

Xueer also turns around, but is pulled by Yin Yixuan: "Xueer, I just said the wrong thing?"

Xueer sighed and shook her head. "Young master Yin, if you are driven out of your house by your parents, you won't even give you a way, or even buy a murderer to kill you, you won't survive easily. When your parents see you, they come to beg for peace. Would you like to?"

Xueer finally understood why the young lady didn't want to give Mr. Yin a chance all the time. Maybe the young lady knew Mr. Yin's character from the beginning. She had different ways and didn't plan for each other.

Yin Yixuan remembers what happened in Pengcheng at the beginning. Rongyue was forced off the cliff by the killer invited by Qi mansion. He died for nine years, but he almost lost his life. How could he forget? How could he forget?

When he was in hospital, he called out to Qi Rongyue's slender back: "Rongyue, I just --"

Qi Rongyue turned back, and his cool eyes fell on his anxious face: "you don't need to explain, I don't care, you go, I don't want to see you again."

Yin Yixuan strode forward to speak clearly with her face to face, but Xueer stopped him in the middle: "Mr. Yin, Miss said she didn't want to see you again, you'd better go!"

Yin Yixuan is tall. Although Xueer is separated between the two, he can still look into the eyes of Rongyue: "Rongyue, I don't know what you have done to postpone the marriage, but I won't give up. No matter how long, I can wait. We will eventually get married, and we will get married!"

"Is it? Wait and see. " She chuckled, her eyes were full of mockery, but she could not quench the heat in his heart.

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Changlin in Mobei

"come here, Xiaoqi." Zheng Zhongwen and several bodyguards were crowding together to heat the fire.

Chu Tianqi hurriedly got up, walked towards Zheng Zhongwen, and entered the tent with him.

"Here you are. Eat it." Zheng Zhongwen handed a hot baked sweet potato to Chu Tianqi.

Chu Tianqi had never eaten this kind of food, but felt it was very fragrant. He asked, "what is this?"

"Roasted sweet potato, please try it." He doesn't bake very well. It's not as soft and waxy as the moon. It's a little burnt outside.

Chu Tianqi was hungry for most of the day. He could not bear the smell. He broke it off and handed half of it to Zheng Zhongwen: "you can eat it, too."

Zheng Zhongwen grinned: "OK, let's eat together."

Although they live a bitter life, they are all supported by their faith. This kind of taste, which they have never experienced, is also what they have yearned for before, and there is joy in the pain.

"Brother Qi, our life will be more and more bitter after coming out of the Changlin of Mobei. Can you keep going?" Zheng Zhongwen looked at the handsome young man and worried.

Chu Tianqi swallowed the last sweet sweet sweet potato, wiped the corners of his mouth with the back of his hand, and said with a smile, "I don't feel bitter. With you, even if I go up the Dao mountain and down the fire sea, I will never flinch."

Zheng Zhongwen stretched out his hand and patted him on the shoulder again, nodded: "good, good, worthy of being the younger brother of the long princess."

Since they entered Mobei, they began to walk along the path, far away from the official road, in the daytime and at night, hiding their whereabouts completely, so as not to let Chu Lian in Kyoto get their whereabouts.