The man has affection, but the concubine has no intention.

Overlapping tear marks hide the brocade characters.

Missing Qing is like running water, life has its own feelings and it is hard to let go!

Love is hard to break...

Yang Ruoqing silently muttered these last three words and frowned slightly.

During this period of time together, we fought side by side to control floods, provide disaster relief, and fight against the plague.

She thought that she and Mu Zichuan had jumped out of the original vicious circle.

You can get along happily and naturally like friends who share the same goals.

But now, I saw the meaning he wanted to express hidden between the lines.

She sighed softly.

No predestined relationship means no predestined relationship. Just as he said himself, fate has its way with people.

"Qing'er, what did Muzichuan write? Tell me quickly!" Xiaoyu asked again.

Yang Ruoqing gathered her thoughts, put the scroll away again, and raised her lips with a smile.
Chapter completed!