The figure standing at the gate of the fence became clearer and clearer, and Mo Ning's excitement became more and more intense.

Finally, the figure walked in. He was carrying a bamboo basket, and herbs could be seen growing in the basket.

The man was wearing plain white clothes and his hair was disheveled. Although his face was a little dirty, he was still as handsome as ever.

"In the cold..."

Mo Ning couldn't help but speak. She looked ecstatically at the man in front of her who she had been chasing in her dreams.

Yin Zaihan looked around in response, feeling a little dull for a moment.

"Ning'er?"

Looking at Mo Ning, whose face was a little pale and whose clothes were thin, you could see water droplets swirling in her eyes.

She wakes up? She finally wakes up...

Since I saw her that day, I haven’t heard anything about her for several days, and I haven’t been able to eat or drink for several days!

Mo Ning nodded gently, unable to bear it any longer, she ran towards him, wrapped her arms around his neck, and hugged him

Yin Zaihan was a little stunned, he felt her warm body temperature

She is no longer in a state of suspended animation, she has warmth...

The moment Mo Ning held Yin Zaihan, he only regarded her as the Mo Ning he was treating, not the third princess who was married to a superior person.

You don’t have fame, wealth, gold, silver or jewelry! You can’t give her luxurious clothes or pastries. Do you want her to live such an ordinary and simple life with you for the rest of her life?

Suddenly, these cold and sarcastic words appeared in Yin Zaihan's ears.

She doesn't belong to you anymore, Yin Zaihan! She doesn't belong to you anymore. Let it go. Letting go is also a kind of happiness. Isn't she living a good life what you want?

Yin Zaihan questioned himself in his heart. He returned to calmness from the sluggishness. He closed his eyes and took back the hand that was about to be raised to hug Mo Ning who was holding him.

"Third Princess, please respect yourself"

Yin Zaihan said in a very cold voice, and then took off Mo Ning's hand from around his neck.

Not a single word he said was enough to make Mo Ning suffocate.

"Third Princess? Zaihan, what did you call me?"

Mo Ning giggled a little and looked at Yin Zaihan in front of her.

"Three Princesses"

When Yin Zaihan said these words, his eyes were drifting to other places. No one would know how painful his heart was when he said these words. The pain was enough to suffocate him.
Chapter completed!