In front of Zuoxiangmen, on the long street.

On the left side of the Prime Minister's Mansion, the catkins falling all over the sky scattered like flying snow.

The figure of green leaves and green trees gradually drifted away, and the long clothes and shears were slightly raised.

Sparse passersby passed by her side, and the woman's cold and neat back gradually melted into the willow catkins all over the sky, becoming more and more hazy and blurry.

The girl in purple hugged the woman in green and laughed from time to time. She walked far away and turned around and grimaced at the thin man standing on the stone steps.

Wen Mo Ran Wen's weak and pale face was a little dazed.

I almost wanted to stagger down the steps.

"Miss Ye" murmured softly, and the call was hoarse, drowned in the bottom of the throat, silently.

I want to marry a girl, but I wonder if Miss Ye is willing to marry her?

However, it was impossible to say it out loud.

My heart seemed to be twisted and it was hard to breathe, and so heavy sadness was buried in my heart.

This woman who was only moved in this life is getting farther and farther away from him

Wen Moran watched the leaves walk away, and the corner of her skirt rose slightly, turning around the corner of the street.

Suddenly, he couldn't bear it and shook his head and eyes lowered. In an instant, water and willow catkins fell in his eyes.

Those who wander upwards, while those who drip mud and dust.

The man's weak and thin figure stood on the thick stone steps in front of the prime minister's mansion, and he had not moved for a long time.

There are shadows in the distance, and the willows are flying, but she is no longer seeing them.

After a long time, someone in the prime minister's mansion walked out: "Why is it so slow?"

Wen Moran turned around and looked at the man and immediately lowered his head.

When Ye Zheng saw him, he had a very bright smile on his face. "I brought the imperial physician to see the injury of the left prime minister."
Chapter completed!