The King of War, he has a delicate body and a soft body

Everyone looked at each other after hearing this, and seemed to be a little worried about her.

Jiang Yunluo waved her hand and said again: "I'm fine. Everyone has been tired for a long day. Let's go back."

Seeing that she wanted to be alone, Jiang Yunluo and Lu Ting turned and left without saying anything more.

Only Ling Fengshuo and Huayue remained where they were.

The two looked at each other subconsciously.

Then they came forward together.

Huayue took out a palm-sized gift box from her sleeve and handed it to Jiang Yunluo.

"This is……"

Jiang Yunluo was slightly startled, looking a little confused.

Apparently he had forgotten about his birthday again.

Hua Yue couldn't help but smile when she heard this, pretending to be relaxed and joking: "What? You really don't plan to celebrate your birthday? Although today is not a lively event, I am a little regretful, but I still need a birthday gift. This is my birthday gift." It’s been carefully prepared, why don’t you put it away quickly?”

Jiang Yunluo's eyes flickered for a moment, and she subconsciously wanted to refuse.

But when she met his sincere eyes, knowing that this was the other person's sincere intention, she still accepted it and said softly: "Thank you."

Immediately, he became a little defensive, and his eyes couldn't help but look in Ling Fengshuo's direction.

All the flowers and moon are given away...

Did Ling Fengshuo also prepare something?

She had no intention of accepting his gift!

Thinking about it, fearing that Ling Fengshuo would actually take something out of his arms at the next moment, Jiang Yunluo hurriedly said in a deep voice: "It's getting late, you guys should go back, I'm going to rest."

After saying that, the man turned around and walked towards the room without giving Ling Fengshuo a chance to speak.

Ling Fengshuo also stood there, showing no intention of chasing after him.

The air suddenly quieted down.

The two people were still standing in the courtyard, no one moved.

For a long while, Huayue couldn't help but look at Ling Fengshuo strangely, with a trace of confusion flashing in her eyes.

Did he really... not prepare anything?

Why is there no movement at all?

This is a bit surprising...

Just confused for a moment, not caring about what Ling Fengshuo was thinking, Hua Yue withdrew her gaze.

The two of them had a tacit understanding and neither said a word, leaving the silence to Jiang Yunluo.

The night is fading.

Black Eagle and Mo Ying, who had gone on a mission, also rushed back and reported to Ling Fengshuo that they had been chasing those people into the city, and they presumably would not show up again tonight.

Then one person kept vigil, and the other person also went to rest.

On the other side, inside the room.

Jiang Yunluo couldn't sleep.

Ever since she entered the house, she hadn't even lit the light. She had been sitting alone at the table, quietly wondering what she was thinking.

The last words Dong Yan left before leaving were really thought-provoking.

If this matter really wasn't that simple, she couldn't imagine what her father would be like if he were still alive.

And what should she do?

This person has passed away, but now it is extremely easy to whitewash peace.

But Jiang Rongyuan didn't give her this chance.

She couldn't help but recall the old things Luo Hongxiao told her when she first arrived in Beiming.

His regret, his regret, his sadness were all seen by her.

Even until the last moment, he struggled to go under the flower tree and die where his beloved once lived.

If it weren't for what happened back then, everything would be different.

A heavy sigh filled the air.

Her chest was so tight that Jiang Yunluo simply stood up, opened the door and went into the courtyard.

The moonlight was slightly cool, and a small piece of moonlight just fell on the door.

Jiang Yunluo simply sat under the corridor outside the house, looking up at the bright light above her head.

I don't know how long it took, but I suddenly heard soft footsteps behind me.

She didn't look back.

I also knew that there were only two people who could come to me at this time.

Just as I was thinking about it, I heard—

"Yaoer."

It was Ling Fengshuo's voice.

Jiang Yunluo's expression changed slightly for a moment, then she turned her head and looked at him expressionlessly, once again ready to reject the other person's gift.

Then, seeing his clothes fluttering, he actually sat down next to her and said in a concerned tone: "Can't you sleep?"

Isn't he here to deliver something?

Jiang Yunluo's eyes flickered for a moment, and then she responded lightly.

"Ah."

I couldn’t help but complain secretly in my heart——

For such a big thing, being able to fall asleep is really a big deal, right?

Thinking about it, he couldn't help but look around Ling Fengshuo with his peripheral vision, and finally couldn't help but ask: "Is something wrong?" Ling Fengshuo paused slightly when he heard the words, and then shook his head. "No, I just thought you might not have a good rest tonight, so I was a little worried and wanted to come and take a look."

After saying that, he looked at her with a doting and helpless look, as if to say, Sure enough, you are not asleep yet.

Jiang Yunluo was stunned for a moment by this overly straightforward and simple concern, and for a moment she didn't know what to say.

So he simply said nothing and continued to stare into the dark night, letting those chaotic and messy thoughts ferment in his mind.

I don’t know how long it took, but she suddenly heard the person next to her speak again——

"It was also here that we first met."

Ling Fengshuo's tone was somewhat emotional.

There seems to be some self-deprecation mixed in there.

Jiang Yunluo's mind suddenly resurfaced with those entangled memories, her face suddenly became a little colder, and her voice also became a little colder.

"Revisiting the old place, King Shuo had better not think too much. I am not her."

Suddenly I felt a little lucky that I had made it clear to him a long time ago, otherwise I would inevitably have to fight over this topic again.

Not intending to continue sitting here, Jiang Yunluo stood up and planned to leave.

But as soon as he moved, his palm was grabbed as expected.

Ling Fengshuo's fingertips were slightly cold, but his palms were hot.

"I wish it was you. It would be better if you came earlier."

He seemed to be smiling bitterly.

Jiang Yunluo's eyes suddenly became darker.

The corners of his lips curved up with a hint of ridicule, and he replied: "If I had come earlier, I would have been less likely to stalk you and want to marry you. Maybe there wouldn't be so much trouble now."

The air suddenly became quiet for a moment.

Ling Fengshuo sighed deeply in his heart.

He obviously had a lot to say, but for some reason, when he met her, he was at a loss like a new soldier who had just entered the battlefield.

I’m afraid that whatever I say will be wrong. He could only say cautiously and helplessly: "Yao'er, how can you forgive me?"

"There is nothing to forgive or not forgive."

Jiang Yunluo answered cheerfully, and finally looked at him and said seriously: "You and I are just not suitable, Ling Fengshuo, let go."

As she said that, she began to exert force on her hands, as if trying to break free from his grasp.

Unexpectedly, the other party actually stood up, followed his strength and leaned forward, hugging her into his arms!

"Who says it's inappropriate? It must be because I'm not good enough."