I don’t know what method Mu Yi used to kidnap me from that man’s confinement. Behind him came an angry roar: “Qingcheng. Do you really like him?” People’s whispers still lingered in my ears: “
The eldest prince took Qingcheng away.",,,,,,,,,
Qingcheng, the eldest prince, who is it? Qingcheng looked at the man who had hurt him and hurt him, and now he was holding his hand and running wildly. No matter who he was! He had been trying hard to bury himself in the face of himself, but it was not enough.
Completely. Every time in the dead of night, she always thinks of the man who hurts her heart deeply. Qingcheng knows that her heart has been lost with him. He is her first love. How can the days before the flowers and the moonlight be erased?
You can let it go if you let it go. I admit: I am a little fragile, a little reluctant, and a little reluctant to leave. I have avoided it, ignored it, and buried it. However, I still can't forget it, I can't forget him. Just like
Now standing in front of him, he smiled so tenderly at me, as if I was extremely resistant.
"Do you really like me?" His cold eyes were full of doubts and uncertainty.
"Yes." Qingcheng nodded fiercely, looked at the person in front of him and said leisurely: "Yi, when we first met, you asked me if I loved you. At that time, I answered that I didn't know, but I really like you.
When I was with you, you asked me if I love you again? I answered I don’t know, but I really like you. When I left, you still asked me, do I love you? I answered no, but I really like you.
I miss you. Now, I have never been so sure that I love you so much and want to be with you so much."
Xuanyuan Yifei looked at the tender woman in front of him. She was a little strange, but she was endearing to her. He couldn't help but hold her in his arms and call softly: "Qingcheng. How can you be so beautiful?"
Qingcheng! His mind was full of questions. He raised his hand, and the wide moon-white sleeves brought up a gust of night wind. It was a bit cold, and Qingcheng suddenly woke up: he was Qingcheng, and he was Xuanyuan Yifei, the eldest prince of Tianchen.
He has the exact same face as his own Mu Yi.
Qingcheng stood up in fear and left the warm embrace: "His Royal Highness."
"Call me Yi." The seductive voice entered Qingcheng's ears with an unpleasant tone and a voice that could not be rejected.
"Your Highness, are you interested in listening to my story?" Qingcheng smiled helplessly.
"Hmm." His narrow eyes gave up all precautions and calculations and looked at Qingcheng with tenderness.
Qingcheng felt a little uncomfortable when he saw him, and turned to look at the distant night sky: "Let's walk and relax!"
"Um."
Walking along the river in Yinchuan, in the woods with slanted moonlight.
"Do you remember the first time I saw you?"
"Well, it's still fresh in my mind. You called me Yi." Xuanyuan Yifei smiled.
"Let me tell you, I admitted the wrong person. I really admitted the wrong person." Qingcheng stopped and looked at Xuanyuan Yifei who was a little unhappy and disappointed beside him.
"Before, I loved someone who had the same appearance as you. We loved each other very much and were very sweet. We spent a lot of time together. Maybe because we were too simple, we didn't know anything at that time.
No, very poor, so poor that only the warmth of our mutual affection was left. Maybe separation is the inevitable ending of a love without material things. Later, he left to pursue his own happiness, but I still can't bury it with time.
That lost emotion. When I first met you, I was pleasantly surprised that he came back to me." Qingcheng looked at Xuanyuan Yifei quietly, he was silent, without words. He turned to look at the distant starry sky: Is he there too?
Just wait and see like I am now.
After a while. "Why don't you ask me who I am?"
"I suppose you will tell me who you are?"
"My name is Lan Ruo, and I am a woman from a very far away place. There is no Qingcheng in the General's Mansion, there is only a Lan Ruo named Qingcheng." Qingcheng thought Xuanyuan Yifei would be surprised, but he seemed to be expecting it.
Same as in.
"Lan Ruo." Xuanyuan Yifei suddenly stood up and pulled Qingcheng's body straight: "No matter who he is, no matter how much you loved him before, please forget him. From now on, you are my Xuanyuan
Yifei is the destined woman, I will never allow you to suffer any injustice, I will make you the happiest and most enviable woman in the world."
The determined eyes and vow-like expression under the moonlight made people unable to refuse, leaving Qingcheng unable to say no.
"Yes." A trace of warm heat flowed through his heart, touching the deepest and softest part of himself. At that moment, Qingcheng was thinking: he had met love.
He gently held Qingcheng into his arms, his chin gently touching her hair: having her is so wonderful, I really want to hold her like this forever.
The moonlight tonight flows like water into someone's heart, touching the dusty emotions.