"We were childhood sweethearts with you, why did you just abandon me?"
Ren Ying was lying on the small couch by the window, holding her forehead with her hands, looking helplessly at the man who climbed over the wall and knelt at the end of her couch.
The youngest son of the emperor, who was the direct relative of the emperor, was praised by people both inside and outside the court for his benevolence and kindness, his natural kindness and filial piety, and his beautiful appearance. He wore a cloud crown, a green robe, and rode a horse by the bridge, which attracted the attention of the whole house.
Then who is lying on her knees now?
"Are you really going to follow Lin Song back to the restless northwest?"
"I have known each other since we were three years old, and we have a daughter. Our friendship is different from others."
"Then find a reason to send the Lin family guard away!"
"Brother Ahong followed me to the south of the Yangtze River when he was four years old and risked his life many times to protect me. How can I be ungrateful?"
"What about me?" Xiao Xun grabbed Ren Ying's hand and pressed it against his face, "Why did you just leave me behind?"
Intention: The world has its own eighty thousand springs