Yun bixue was worried and anxious. She wished she had a pair of wings so that she could fly to Xie limo's side.
Especially when faced with such a face, it would be a wonder if she didn't miss her husband.
The sorrow, deep love, and longing in Yun bixue's eyes were so intense that tears were glistening in her eyes.
Xuan Yan wanted to say something. However, seeing her face, he couldn't help but think of Mei Ji.
When Mei Ji was hurt, the emotion in her eyes was also this complicated, sorrowful, and painful.
Moreover, ten thousand years ago, through the memory stone, he saw how weak she was when she was alone.
"Since you've rested enough, tell me about Mei Ji!"
"I miss Xie limo. I'm not in a good mood now, so I don't think much about it."
Yun bixue didn't treat Xuan Yan well. She didn't know why, but she wasn't afraid at all. She even said whatever she wanted.
