Ling Chuxi looked at the people in the courtyard who were in full swing. She stood under the eaves and then looked up at the starry sky. The space between her brows became a little dim. The road ahead would be very difficult, and on this road, without qingjue's company and protection, and without Yichen's help, Ling Chuxi's heart suddenly felt lonely.
"Are you thinking of him?" Suddenly, a familiar voice appeared in his ear.
Ling Chuxi was slightly stunned. She slowly turned her head and looked at the person who had suddenly appeared beside her. The person who had just arrived was Shangguan Wu Xie. A devilish smile still hung on his peerlessly beautiful face and he was currently looking at Ling Chuxi with a burning gaze.
And the 'him' that Shangguan Wu Xie was referring to, was naturally referring to Huangfu qingjue.
"Yes." Ling Chuxi generously admitted.