Fengyun Jue

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Xiao Ran had sustained minor internal injuries, and the main reason she fainted was that she didn’t stand firm when she landed and fell. Junxu heard this and rarely opened up a smile, but it quickly disappeared into the boundless cold.
After feeding Xiao Ran and tucking her in, Jun Xu pushed open the door and walked out.
The drizzle took advantage of the night and the spring breeze to begin to infiltrate the capital. In the distance, the eaves and brackets of the buildings were layered upon one another. Jun Xu slowly walked along the stone path of the noble family, taking each step
“Outside the window, the rain is pattering, spring is fading. The quilt can’t bear the cold of the fifth watch. In a dream, I don’t know that I am a guest, and for a while I am greedy for pleasure.
Don’t lean on the railing alone, the boundless landscape, it is easy to part, but hard to see when you meet again. The flowing water and falling flowers are gone with spring, heaven and earth. ‘
The bright red lantern’s faint candlelight shines in front of her eyes. Junxu looks up, and she doesn’t know when she has already walked to the gate of the mansion, and just met Feng Qin, who had just handed over the prisoner to the imperial guards.
The warm breath of the young man was carried away by the rain, and the warm fragrance of the soap waned. The watery fragrance that belonged to Feng Qin itself spread like ripples. The messy, damp hair hung over his full forehead, and the black, phoenix-like eyelashes on his angular, soft handsome face were completely wet, giving him an unexpectedly pitiable appearance. With his arched eyebrows and straight nose, Feng Qin was the handsome boy from her Junxu’s era. In this world where women are respected, he was not without his admirers.
The vigorous exercise had invigorated his entire body. The slender eyes with their dark pupils gazed at Jun Xu in the dim light, like the deep sea at night, silently articulating a desire to devour.
The people in the light seemed to have been looking at each other for a thousand years. Junxu felt a little dazed. Countless past events broke through the prison, and a heavy sadness welled up from the dragon’s eyes that had grown up. Late at night, in the rain, under the light, she just wanted to walk over like this, embrace the person in front of her, feel the warmth and heartbeat, and return to the world.
The cold rain soaked through her clothes, and the arrow scar on her back suddenly throbbed. Junxu moved, her gaze clearing up

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