C294 (1/2)

”How did it go? Did you catch him? ” Luo Lingwei asked with concern as she leaned against the pillow and saw the deep expression on Ye Lianhe's face.

Nightingale shook her head and nodded. He didn't know either. The special drink had attracted a premonition, and he didn't know whether he should tell Luo Lingwei or not. After all, even though she and Luo Lingwei had already come to a conclusion, no one was willing to believe the truth.

”Because she said:” Yi Huan and Wong Fei is true or false, your highness is the best know, isn't it?

Luo Lingwei suddenly wanted to know what Ye Lianhe was thinking. ”What if I'm not the real Luo Lingwei?” What if she wasn't Luo Lingwei? Was the one whom Ye Lianhe loved 'Luo Lingwei' or Luo Lingwei?

If they didn't have the status of a general's daughter, if Ye Feihan didn't grant them marriage, would they still be able to be like arrows and fall in love?

When had Nighteyes mourned her?

Luo Lingwei did not know about any of this.

The system could detect the real-time movement of anyone in the Kingdom of Xuan, but it could not detect the human heart.

Perhaps because she had gone through a life-and-death battle, Luo Lingwei's mood became a little gloomy, and she became more sentimental. His thoughts were so scattered that if Nighteyes discovered his true identity, he would either be shocked, or he would be silent, or he would take her … Deal with him like he was an outsider.

Ye Lianhe touched Luo Lingwei's slightly cold forehead to make sure she didn't have a fever before he relaxed. He then helped Luo Lingwei to sit down and personally carried the laughing soup bowl to her, blowing on it with a spoon to cool it and fed it to her.

His movements were graceful as if he was savoring a bowl of expensive delicacies. Luo Lingwei did not question him. She just finished the spicy ginger soup bit by bit with the spoon. Jiang Tang put in some brown sugar, sliced into slices of old ginger stewed in dark red sugar water to have a different flavor. After Luo Lingwei finished drinking, Zhang Zheng's case had already become a bitter gourd.

”Red Sugar Ginger Soup, it's really a type of destruction!”

It was a physical and mental torture.

No matter who you are, I love you.” Ye Lianhe had a soft heart and no temper to pinch Luo Lingwei's nose. He had long since noticed Luo Lingwei's abnormality. How could a child who had been raised in captivity suddenly have an epiphany and come up with such a unique hotpot? How would it create a chain of concepts, and how would it be able to complete a series of investigations?

Luo Lingwei's heart warmed as she leaned forward to kiss his thin lips. It was said that a man with thin lips was fickle in love, but she felt that it wasn't so. Whether a man is heartless or not has nothing to do with his lips. A loyal 'honest man' has the scum of a man who abandons his wife and son, and a good husband who has the face of a typical prodigal son.

Morality had nothing to do with looks.

Ye Feihan had an upright and honest face, but he still loved one in front of everyone. She was able to see through the warmth and softness in Yen Lianhe's bones. Her coolness and indifference was merely a protective color that had been grinded around by others for many years after being hit by a wall.

Luo Lingwei finished a big bowl of ginger soup. She felt that after rolling her tongue in the sea of flames for a while, she would immediately be more energetic than if she beat ten Hu Rong. ”Let's go and see what's going on.”