"No self is not you. Since he does not understand Yi, the beauty's head is anxious day by day, and her heart is torn day after day. She is filled with sorrow, joy, and sorrow, and she murmurs the secrets of love and love. But what happened in the past? The wind, rain, clouds and sunshine are subject to change."
"Sir, Miss Su'er is still waiting for you in the capital."
"..." Murong Xian turned back, looked at the thick fog that was gradually dispersed by the sun, and said slowly, "You have exceeded the rules."
"I know that I am guilty, but I have to remind you that that person is not an ordinary person."
"I know." Murong Xian smiled.
"Master?"
"Yang Xiao, have you ever met eyes that moved your heart?"
Yang Xiao turned his head wordlessly, a pair of fiery eyes unconsciously imprinted in his mind, and he couldn't help but feel a little startled. Murong Xian was immersed in his own thoughts and did not notice anything strange about Yang Xiao.
"Counting this time, it has been poisoned five times." Changing the topic, Murong Xian raised his hand to touch his heart, "There are two more times, and two months left..."
Two months, life or death, God, how will you choose?