Thinking of Nian Qing, the two have quite similar personalities.

The night is slightly cool, and people's hearts are easily warmed.

One person is on the road to light, and another person is stuck on the road of shadow.

Turning around in the shadows, no one could see who that person was.

Who is watching silently, not daring to say a word.

"When we meet again, we will be strangers again."

The tinkling music of the piano, the murmuring of trivial matters, and the flowers blooming on the street.

As the years pass, the sorrow disappears and the sorrow and drunkenness disappear, and the original love is revealed.

The strings sing loudly, recalling the many hardships that have not been overcome, and the residual rain of Buddha's dawn is still there.

When you first meet in life, everything is normal.

"Miss, you've been here for so long, but you've made Caifeng worried." She hadn't seen the lady for a long time, and she was so anxious that she didn't dare to relax. He pulled her into the boudoir, looked at the clothes on the lady, and asked

: "Why did you even change your clothes when you went out? But these clothes..."

"What happened to these clothes?"

"It seems that His Highness the Sixth Prince is so thoughtful and knows that the young lady likes orchids, so he specially prepared this dress."

If Caifeng hadn't been sharp-eyed, perhaps Ye Yilan wouldn't have noticed that her favorite orchid was tattooed on it.

To say it was a coincidence would be better to say that the person had an ulterior motive.

But Murong Haochen doesn't look like someone from a wealthy family, maybe it's just a coincidence.

When he mentioned Murong Haoli, he couldn't believe that he would harm him. But his feelings were far and near, and he had never been at the forefront of his mind.
Chapter completed!