Who is crying for? She threw away the sorghum that she had painstakingly made to give to Yan Ling. Now that she was still feeling wronged, she was still in pain. She even thought that she was cold and indifferent.

The Thirteen by the side wanted to hit Su Han in the to be eager for a fight, but because Yan Ling had spoken at that time, she had to give up.

"Let her go! Let her go!" After Yan Ling said those six words, every word struck everyone like a fist.

"Let her go?" How is that possible? I have carefully prepared that thing for you. How can I send it away just like that? "

He knew that he was reluctant to part with Yan Ling because his eyes were red when he looked at Yan Ling. However, he could not say clearly whether Yan Ling was willing or angry at Su Han for treating him like this.

To be honest, there were not many things that Xiao He gave to Yan Ling, but as long as it was sent, he would give some attentiv

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ack her red robes. The complex accessories on her head and the red makeup on her face were all gone. All of this had been extinguished by Snow Ying's feelings for Liang Yi and her last bit of liking.

Liang Yi staggered to the West Entrance House and turned to look at the moonlight not too far away. There seemed to be a familiar figure by the lake, but the next second, he rubbed his eyes and looked at it again.

How could that familiar figure be Yan Ling? Yan Ling should be in the west wing room right now. She was about to become her woman and he would be able to say that the two of them were together.

He pushed the door open and walked in. Not long after, there was the sound of groans coming from the shabby West Room, which made his face flush and his heart beat.

Yan Ling and the thirteen were hiding behind the bushes. The guests in the Third Prince's residence had almost left but the two of them had yet to leave.