"Why, I haven't seen you for a year, but now you treat me like this. It's too cruel."
Just as the hall was filled with bloodshed, a lazy voice sounded, and the north wind flew in, filling the entire hall instantly.
Undercurrent Yanliu's figure suddenly froze, in disbelief and ecstasy, and suddenly turned his head, this voice...
Dongfang Lie, who looked much older than a year ago, looked at the door of the hall in disbelief. This voice... was...
In the dark night, a person came walking on the red carpet, dressed in fiery red, still arrogant, still arrogant and decisive, still... stunningly beautiful, with warm golden light surrounding her, as if she was walking in the light.
This is not, this is not ice...who...
"Dongfang Bing..."
"It's her, it's her..."
The main hall is in chaos.
Isn’t Dongfang Bing already dead? Why is he still alive?
The fatal killing that year ago, the painful screams on the top of Wangyun Cliff, the desperate screams, and to this day, so many incidents and changes have been forgotten by people. Things have changed and people have changed, but only the lamentation that night,
It is remembered so deeply by people.
How come the fourth imperial concubine who has fallen into Wangyun Cliff is still alive?
He actually survived even after falling into Wangyun Cliff?
Surprise and disbelief were mixed on the faces of everyone present.
The noisy hall fell silent for a moment.
The silk and bamboo stopped, and only the breath was left to smell.
Following the bright candlelight and the light emitted by night pearls, Bing approached Yan Yue who was looking at her steadily, with a ray of excitement, a ray of ecstasy, and a trace of tears on her face.
Finally... finally... here...
Ignoring everyone around him, he looked up at the high-altitude Yanyue, staring closely, as if he was afraid that if he blinked, the person in front of him would disappear, and he slowly said: "Do you still remember the words on the stone?"
wait for me...
There was no answer, only the fixed gaze, the gaze that seemed to want to greedily see enough of the ice in one go and leave it engraved in my heart.
Finally... finally... the wait...
He knew that his Bing was not dead and she was not dead.
Violent emotional fluctuations appeared in Yan Yue's eyes. She wanted to say something, but she didn't know what to say. He could only look at her closely, looking at her with his soul.
Without waiting for Yan Yue to reply, Bing continued: "One year, I'm here. You are still mine and have always been mine."
After saying that, Bing raised a smile at the corner of his mouth, very proud and proud.
Like a proud peacock, always showing off its proud feathers.
When the courtiers and family members in Manhuatang heard this, they all went from being shocked and confused to dumbfounded. Some even had the corners of their mouths twitching, and their faces looked like those coming out of the dye vat, with red, orange, yellow, green, blue, and purple alternating repeatedly.
That kind of degree of distortion is beyond the reach of ordinary people.
These four princesses are still so arrogant and arrogant.
Is this a confession of inner feelings? This... this...
All the family members looked on in shock, unable to believe what they heard.
But in an instant, there was no shock at all, only the boundless silence and distortion, and all eyes were focused on Bing in the middle of the hall and Yan Yue high above.
Even Yanliu and Undercurrent twitched at the corners of their mouths. They looked at each other, but their eyes were full of comfort and joy. Although the imperial concubine was still speechless, she was finally... back.
They look at each other quietly and closely, but only they themselves understand. This can understand each other's heart better than any words.
Suddenly, Yan Yue stood up, and in just a moment, she got off the dragon chair and came to the main hall. His arm tightened, and his hand had already tightly grasped her arm. The strong force almost crushed her arm.
Hand bones.
With a strong effort, the body that had obviously grown longer was pulled tightly into his arms.
The force seemed to rub her into his bones and into his blood.
Hugging Bing and Yanyue tightly, those withered eyes became brighter, more charming, and slowly gained charm.
This is the person in his heart, this is the person he has missed, loved, hurt, and is back... finally... back.
He is really back... The familiar smell that enters his nose and the cold temperature in his arms are telling him that his Bing, his little princess, his only queen is really... back.
"What I say to you will last for a lifetime, for a lifetime, for one person." These words are plain and simple, but they reveal the enchanting and evil charm of the scorching moon past, and are extraordinary.
Only Bing could feel the dull excitement, the rapid beating in his chest.
She, so why not.
I never thought that a person could be so miserable.
What she thinks about every day, what's in her mind, and what's in front of her eyes is that absolutely beautiful person, that calm, bloodthirsty, charming person. That's her man, the man who regards her as her life.
"Yue, I miss you, I really miss you, I really miss you... I really..." She murmured, but she couldn't help it, the love was deep and strong.
"I miss you too, and I will never stop." The hug could not be tighter, and the voice could not be softer.
The person in front of him suddenly became a little blurry, and his eyes became moist.
Don't let it happen again, don't let it happen again, he really can't bear it anymore...
He distanced himself slightly and looked at Bing, whose eyes were also hazy. Yan Yue was back, and the fourth prince of Yan Kingdom was back.
He has a lazy look, an evil look, and an evil smile.
Never letting go, Yan Yue hugged Bing and walked up to the high platform, walked to the dragon chair, hugged Bing and sat on the dragon chair. She sat on the dragon chair that only the emperor could sit on since ancient times.
superior.
The civil and military officials finally came to their senses, but they were so frightened by the sight in front of them that their hearts almost jumped out of their mouths.
Your Majesty...How could Your Majesty...
"Whoever dares to speak, don't blame me for being merciless." Before anyone could speak, Yan Yue said coldly with a wave of his hand.
Of course he understands what these people want to say. It's nothing more than what shouldn't be done, since ancient times, disrespect and so on. But to him, those are all bullshit.
He said that his ice came back again and that no one in the world would dare to say a word about what they had done.
If someone is ignorant, don't blame him for being cold-blooded. He has never been a kind person.