Bai Xilie inhaled the familiar fragrance and exclaimed in surprise, "Jing'er?"
Jing Jia lifted her head from his embrace, her smile charming and bright, "Did you not expect me to come?"
"You...how did you get here?! Are you leaving? Have you seen Zhi Bao?"
He threw a barrage of questions at her, Jing Jia smiled, the light in her eyes shimmering.
"You asked so many at once, where should I start answering?"
Bai Xilie's expression turned solemn, "Then first, answer me, are you leaving?"
Jing Jia walked to the window, gazing at the peaceful scene of the autumn night outside.
The evening breeze brushed her stunningly fair cheeks, making Jing Jia's entire being emit a faint glow.
How wonderful, the mortal world she guarded, so peaceful and tranquil.
Most importantly, her husband could also be safe and sound.
Jing Jia glanced sideways at Bai Xilie, blooming a stunning light smile.
