Chapter 668 Hope I'm Really Just Lan Ling
She walked to the river and sat down slowly. She looked at the gradually melting ice in front of her. Thinking of that day, Dongfang Yunlie jumped into the icy cold river and hugged her up without hesitation. Her heart, Her eyes hurt to the extreme.

"Dongfang Yunlie, I have never wished that I was really just Lan Ling like I am now."

With a hoarse voice, painful and helpless, her eyes were covered with water vapor.

At this time, Dongfang Yunlie stayed in the room alone in the county yamen's courtyard. There was no one in that empty room except himself.

At this time, he only hoped that his Jiu'er would be by his side, that's all.

He felt that his request was not high, but to him, such a request turned out to be just an extravagant wish.

Suddenly, his heart skipped a beat, as if something bad was about to happen.

The panic in his heart became more and more intense as the inexplicable unease, he didn't care much, and suddenly stood up from the bed, but unfortunately, before he could take a step, he fell heavily to the ground again.

It seemed that he didn't feel the slightest pain at all. He gritted his teeth and struggled to get up from the ground. He supported the edge of the bed, and used the strength of his arms to support himself and climb up.

After a lot of effort, he finally managed to stand up, and his breathing seemed a little short after the effort.

But there was no time to rest, he moved his body, supported the bed, stood up little by little, followed, grabbed the stool in the room, and moved out little by little.

His feet didn't have the slightest support, and he only relied on his own hands to move out with difficulty. No matter what, he must see Jiu'er.

Sweat dripped from his forehead little by little, and his hands trembled a little because he supported his whole body.

The road outside the other courtyard is a little slippery, and the road surface that has just melted snow is a little hard to support.

At this time, there was no one in the backyard, and no one saw him and could come up to help him. He was like this, his hands were sore from exhaustion, but he didn't stop or hesitate at all.

Finally, the hard work paid off, and he came outside the courtyard where Feng Qinyu lived.

The closed courtyard door made the fear in his heart deeper and deeper.

Throwing aside the wooden bench supporting him, he stretched out his hand to support the cold wall, and went forward to knock on the door. Just as he was about to push the door, the other hand was supporting his body, because of the ice on the wall. It slipped and was grabbed for a moment, and the whole person fell straight to the gate of the courtyard.

Outside the yard, the hard tip of the ice was so sharp that it scratched his palm directly. In an instant, the blood melted on the cold tip of the ice, and fell drop by drop. In the melted snow, little by little Spread out.

Dongfang Yunlie glanced at his palm, but pursed his thin lips and frowned.

The palm moved randomly twice, followed, and continued to stand up with both hands on the ground.

The palms of his hands were scratched a lot, and there were still a few faint bloodstains, but he didn't care about that at all.

It took a lot of effort for him to grab the wall and force himself to lean against the wall. Since there was no fixed support point for his hands, he could only use his fingers to hold on to the wall.

He didn't notice that not far behind him, Feng Qinyu who had come back from the outside was standing there watching quietly.

Watching him fall, watching him standing up with difficulty against the wall, she didn't do anything, just watched quietly there.

(End of this chapter)

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