The Queen of Charm

Chapter 744

Charming Queen·Stunning and Enchanting ([-])

Lin Ziyou

There are evildoers in my family, and Rao is scattered and chaotic.It has nothing to do with dimensional identity, only like his appearance.At the first sight, I have fallen in love with each other, and when I see you again, it will be thousands of years, but he is the only one in my heart.May the blue silk and white hair be with him forever.

Silver thread dance, charming purple pupils, red shirt.Wearing a red robe, the most amazing thing is the fleeting time.He used to be as uninhibited as him, but now he has concerns, and his tenderness is only Zihan.May purple clothes be noble, and Xu Hongyi be peaceful.

Charming Queen·Stunning and Enchanting ([-])

Silver-threaded purple eyes, evil in red robes, and cinnabar eyes at the corners of the eyes.Dance in troubled times, frightening year.The long pavilion is chic and warm as jade, and the fire shines brightly in the sky, but it is cold and safe.Born, it is purple cold; death, it is purple cold.

01. White Feather Wakes Up
Another year, Ling Zihan stood on the tall city tower, looked into the distance, and sighed slightly.

"Ah~"

At this time, a pair of slender arms reached out, wrapped around her waist, and brought her into his arms. In an instant, she was dressed in a red robe and her silver hair came into view.

Ling Zihan rested her head on the man's shoulder and closed her eyes.

"Xiaohan'er has something bothering you, why don't you tell me and listen." The gentle and charming voice said slowly, with one arm around her waist, the other hand twisted a wisp of her ink hair and played with it on the tip of her nose.

"I'm wondering when Brother Seven will wake up." Ling Zihan sighed slightly, her tone full of helplessness.

The hand that was playing with her black hair paused slightly, and the enchanting him suddenly fell silent.

Ling Zihan naturally sensed his silence, opened her eyes and looked at him, her red lips parted slightly: "Ying, do you know something?"

Ling Shuying's eyes darkened, and after a while, she sighed and said, "Xiao Han'er, the seventh brother..."

Ling Zihan was already in a hurry, but when she heard Ling Shuying say this, she couldn't help frowning slightly: "Ying, is there anything you can't tell me?"

Ling Shuying was silent, and Ling Zihan also looked at him silently.

"Ah~"

After a while, Ling Shuying sighed helplessly.

"There is really nothing I can do about you." Ling Shuying said, stroking his black hair dotingly.

Seeing that he was finally willing to speak, Ling Zihan smiled, "Ying, what's going on with Seventh Brother?"

As soon as Ling Baiyu was mentioned, Ling Shuying became serious, her fingers stopped playing with Ling Zihan's black hair.

"Xiao Han'er, Bai Yu, he has always liked you, but he knew that you didn't like him, so he chose to sleep all the time. He felt that this would be good for you and him."

Ling Zihan can no longer hear what Ling Shuying said, and now her mind is full of the phrase "Bai Yu has always liked you".

What?Seventh brother, he likes me?
But, to me, he is just an older brother.

It turned out that he didn't want to wake up because of this?
Ling Zihan's eyes were empty, and Ling Shuying felt distressed, but he also knew that she had to face this matter alone.

After a long time, Ling Zihan's eyes slowly focused, and their eyes were full of sadness.

"Ying, I want to be quiet." Ling Zihan said softly.

"Okay." Ling Shuying responded, took one last look at her sad back, sighed, and left.

When Ling Shuying left, Ling Zihan's tears flowed out uncontrollably.

"Seventh brother, why are you like this? We are brothers and sisters."

"Tsk tsk, Ling Zihan, haven't you recognized your heart yet?" After speaking, a beautiful woman dressed in light purple clothes flew up to the tower and stood beside Ling Zihan.

"That's right, I've known you for three years. Although I don't know your past, haven't you noticed the tenderness in your eyes every time you talk about him?" Another crisp voice came, and Ling Zihan's eyes flashed. Hei opened his eyes again, and saw a woman in white standing in front of him.

Ling Zihan didn't speak, but stopped crying.

"Mo Qing, Wangqing, leave her alone and let Zihan wait by herself." Another beautiful woman came and said softly.

"Yeran, Zihan can't do it like this, I have to make things clear today." Ji Moqing in light purple clothes took a look at Yeran, and then said to Ling Zihan, "Zihan, listen carefully, You like Ling Baiyu. Every time you go to see him in the ice coffin, you look at him with gentle eyes. When you hear that there are genius doctors who can cure him, you look at him with hope. When it turns out that those genius doctors can’t cure him, you get furious and order Five. Horse. Divide. Corpse, my dear Empress, how many years have you not been so out of control?"

Ji Moqing finished speaking in one breath, then stopped looking at her, and dragged Wangqing and Yeran away.

After they left, Ling Zihan walked towards Ling Baiyu's residence in a daze, but when she reached the door, she didn't dare to go in.

She was afraid, afraid that when she went in, she would see Seventh Brother sleeping soundly in the ice coffin.

"Eight Emperor Brother, no, Han'er."

Just as she was thinking wildly, a gentle yet sexy voice sounded in her ears. She looked towards the source of the voice, and for a moment, she stayed where she was in surprise.

"Hmph, Han'er, why don't you come over?" The gentle voice came again.

Ling Zihan reacted, and immediately rushed into the arms of the visitor.

The visitor smiled and opened his arms.

After Ling Zihan rushed into his arms, he hugged her tightly.

Han'er, it's good that you have me in your heart.

02. Snow Clothes Become Sad
On a mountain not far from the imperial palace, a touch of Tsing Yi quietly appeared.

The broken Deyu flute at his waist was still hanging there as before.

He stared at the palace not far away, with only sadness in his eyes.

After a long time, just as he was about to leave, a purple dress quietly appeared behind him. When he turned his head, he was stunned when he saw that figure.

The purple-clothed girl didn't move, and just three meters away from him, she spoke slightly: "Si Xueyi, how long are you going to hide from me?"

Si Xueyi opened his mouth, wanting to say something, but he didn't say anything after all.

"Si Xueyi, I've forgiven you a long time ago, can you stop avoiding me?" Ling Zihan's cheeks shed a line of clear tears.

"Han'er, I, hey." Si Xueyi said.

"Little lion, go, come home with me." Ling Zihan wiped away her tears, and said to Si Xueyi with a smile on the opposite side.

Si Xueyi froze for a moment, then stretched out his hand.

He looked at the woman in front of him and smiled.

He hasn't smiled like this for a long time, is it more than ten years?

Can not remember.

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On a piece of grass, Si Xueyi was lying in the middle, and next to him were Ling Zihan, Ling Shuying, Ling Baiyu, Ji Shuxuan, Youmingjue, and Menggongjue.

And Si Xueyi in the middle, with a smile on his lips, fell silent.

(End of this chapter)