The moment Ye Zexi saw Ling Yunting appear, the corners of her lips slowly conjured a light smile, which was different from the gentleness and gentleness of the past, and was even more tinged with a provocative evil.

Silent provocation!

Familiar smile.

Just as before, he stood calmly in front of him and told him--

"Brother, how about you even if you are a high-profile existence?

You guarded silently, the only girl who cared about her, but chose me. "

"You were born above ten thousand people, and everything you want is at your fingertips. I really can't compare to you, but what you want most... is with me."

The hands under the sleeves gradually closed, Ling Yunting said nothing, his dark and deep pupils stared at Mu Zhiqing.

As if in his world, only a touch of dazzling red remained.

The heart trembles uncontrollably.

He has been selfishly hiding her by his side, preventing Ye Zexi from getting close.

Because he was scared.

He was indifferent by nature, he didn't know what it meant to be considerate, nor how to approach her.

The only certainty is that he hopes that she can be by his side, even if he doesn't say anything or do nothing, as long as he sees her, he is already happy.

But now, she finally saw him again...

The atmosphere seemed to freeze in an instant, and everyone's eyes fell on the three confronting figures.

The three of them didn't say anything, but why did they think the atmosphere seemed so terrible?

Everyone held their breath subconsciously, and didn't dare to let out the atmosphere.

Gu Zening and Ling Qingye looked at each other. This is a rivalry meeting, so jealous?

However, Ling Qingye couldn't understand it. It would be fine if the eldest brother rushed up and grabbed his sister-in-law back. Why is that expression...

Mu Zhiqing's hair was a bit messy, and the whole person looked a little embarrassed under the whirlpool.

And above the hair, the red pearl hairpin has disappeared.

Ling Yunting's eyes flowed from her hair, and the deep eyes dimmed again. In the darkness, it seemed as if an invisible hand was pinching his heart.

He who has always been calm and calm, and regards everything as nothing, is extremely nervous at this moment.

"Chih-Ching."

He took a step forward, his deep voice stained with thick hoarseness.

"Sir."

Mu Zhiqing looked at the man who appeared in front of her like a god, and the stunning face of Qingcheng slowly spread a smile.

It was obviously a weak smile, but it was like a flower blooming in the snow, exuding a thrilling beauty.

She took a step forward and slowly took a step closer to Ling Yunting.

After seeing the familiar reliance and joy in that smile, Ling Yunting's heart trembled slightly, and a touch of ecstasy spread across his heart.

In the next moment, he strode forward, without the worries he had before, a steady and sure pace.

"You came……"

Mu Zhiqing smiled.

"I'm coming."

The man's low and magnetic voice made Mu Zhiqing's mentally strained Mu Zhiqing suddenly relax. After she felt the reassuring breath, she fell into a coma...

"Chih-Ching!"

The moment the woman passed out into a coma, Ling Yunting had directly embraced her in his arms.

When everyone present saw their emperor actually holding Mu Zhiqing in his arms, their eyes widened, and their faces looked like ghosts.

what happened?

Why does the Lord hold Mu Zhiqing?

Therefore, the confrontation just now is really because of Mu Zhiqing?