Feng Xinglan, Mu Yin and Yan Chen looked at each other, then stepped out of the window without hesitation and jumped out.

The three of them tiptoed, their clothes fluttering, and arrived at the eaves of the attic opposite.

At this moment, many strong men were already standing on the eaves of many attics, and they all looked up in the same direction.

"Who is this girl..."

Many people were surprised. How dare this girl in red approach the White-haired Emperor rashly? Didn’t she know the White-haired Emperor’s temper?

When someone saw this scene, a sarcastic smile appeared on his face.

"Another person without good eyesight!"

"Is this girl daydreaming? Hey, why did she stop..."

Suddenly, everyone's talking stopped.

Above the Emperor City, a red shadow appeared, like a blooming flaming flower, running towards the Emperor's location with determination and fervor. Suddenly, she stopped in mid-air.

The white-haired man seemed to sense something and looked sideways, his deep eyes locking onto her in an instant.

All is quiet...

Each other's eyes only focused on each other.

This glance spanned more than three years.

The girl looked at his white hair and slightly thin body, her eyes instantly reddened, and her chest felt like it was tightly clamped by a big hand, and she felt so painful that she could hardly breathe.

A tear unconsciously flowed out of her eye socket and flowed down her cheek, leaving a wet and cool tear mark. Then a gentle smile appeared on her face, and she spoke slowly:

"A Shuo."

The white-haired man finally heard the voice he had been thinking about. A thin red gradually appeared at the corners of his eyes. His cold, ink-black eyes were filled with layers of bright light, and there was an indelible tenderness and a sense of recovery.

The next moment, his figure suddenly disappeared from his original position.

At this moment, the girl was suddenly hugged tightly in the man's arms, and a shadow instantly enveloped her. The long arms were so strong that they almost melted her into her bones and blood.

She could feel him trembling all over.

Like fear, but also like the joy of regaining what was lost...

She immediately raised her hands and hugged him back, tightly and firmly. With red eyes, she buried her head in his chest, feeling his heartbeat and emotions at this moment, and only heard her say:

"A Shuo, I'm waiting for you."

"Little liar, you liar..." The man's low and trembling voice slowly reached her ears, carrying a bit of unspeakable grievance, which made her heart confused.

"Where have you been these past three years?"

"I have been in a deep sleep for the past three years..." She pursed her lips and slowly told him the truth about her three years and one month of escape.

After listening carefully, he heard a deep voice: "Father-in-law is doing this for your own good."

"Who is your father-in-law..."

Suddenly, his hands tightly wrapped around her slender waist, and the moment she raised her head, a shadow fell unexpectedly.

A cold kiss was imprinted on her lips, and the next moment, he bit her lower lip.

"hiss……"

At that moment, a dazzling light burst out from the two of them, sweeping over with the aura of the contract of the rules of heaven and earth.

His thin lips stained with blood slowly moved up and kissed Yun Zheng's eyebrows devoutly, then he murmured a few words.

"Two lives merge..."

"I live and you live! I die and you live—"

Only the two of them could hear this sound.

Yun Zheng's pupils shrank, and she looked at him in shock and asked, "Are you crazy?"

He had actually tampered with the rules of the fusion of the horoscopes. If she died, he would die too. But... if he died, she wouldn't die.

The man smiled softly, his eyes reddening to an unspeakable degree, revealing a touch of madness and decadence. His narrow, almond-shaped eyes stared at her with endless affection, and he opened his thin lips slightly: "Yes, I'm crazy."

"So, Zheng'er, please love me more in the future." His words were a little choked.

Yun Zheng's suppressed emotions suddenly broke free, she clenched her fists and punched his chest, tears streaming down her face like beads from a broken string.

She cursed, "I told you to live a good life, not to torture yourself like this."

"Stinky Erdan, Wang Erdan, Gou Erdan!"

In her memory, only more than ten days had passed. She suddenly saw him with white hair, decadent and crazy, and her heart ached.

He had such a hard time these past three years...

And my friends, they have been running around for themselves.

She couldn't help but hate the powerful man with the ghost mask and Bai Lianye.

It was the first time the man saw her crying so violently. His heart suddenly felt like it was being cut by a knife, the pain was unbearable. He quickly raised his hand and carefully wiped away the tears from her cheeks bit by bit.

He looked a little flustered and coaxed, "Don't cry, don't cry, I'm Zheng's Erdan."

When she heard this, she buried her face in his warm chest and said angrily, "Don't let anyone see me crying."

She cried so miserably, which damaged her image as a member of the Fengyun team.

The man tightened his grip around her waist, his deep eyes suddenly turning icy cold as he glanced down. He coaxed her softly, "Don't worry, I've already set up a barrier. They won't notice."

"When was it set up?" She was completely unaware of it. Her strength was really... too low.

"Just when I called you a little liar."

Yun Zheng: "..." Her tears suddenly stopped.

"A Shuo..."

She looked up at his white hair and couldn't help but raise her fingers to touch his white hair. She seemed to feel his grief at that time.

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