Feng Ruqing was speechless.
She lowered her eyes and looked at the drawing in Tang Yin's hand.
"Xiao Qing..." Tang Yin did not notice Feng Ruqing's expression and asked smilingly, "What do you think of the painting I did. Is it very similar to Brother Nalan?"
"Yes, it is similar, but... It looks more like a wanted poster."
"I don't care… People can still recognize Brother Nalan with my drawing." Tang Yin smiled brightly and put away the portrait in her hand. "Someone will send the news to us sooner or later, and we will meet him again."
The smile on Tang Yin's face gradually disappeared, and she sighed lightly, his gaze somewhat sorrowful.
"But we don't know when that is..."
In the past, she felt nothing when she had Nalan Jing by her side, but now... She suddenly missed him after not seeing him for a long time.
Oh, and she missed Gu Yiyi too...
