Ouyang's poetry is now immersed in the melancholy music. It is true that she did not see the two figures rushing in like ghosts in the garden outside her boudoir.

The two figures are standing in a dark corner at the moment, and the transparent light can be dimly distinguished. These two figures are the same as Li Tian.

When Li Tian looked at Ouyang's poetry in the window, he couldn't help jumping inside, not knowing whether it was because he hadn't seen it for a long time or because he saw the thoughts engraved on the face of Ouyang's poetry with deep sadness...

On the other hand, it was...