"We were just talking happily and forgot that you couldn't remember what happened before. If you want to know, I will tell you one by one. The story between you can be said to be a legend.
Woolen cloth."
Qian Qian nodded, thinking about Xuanyuan Che's deep eyes, and became particularly curious about what kind of surprises were hidden behind these eyes. Qian Qian listened quietly, as Mo Yan'er and Yun Yuan spoke to each other.
, she was about to shed tears from time to time. Looking at the flawless stories and experiences that the two people told at the same time, Qian Qian no longer had any reason to doubt that she was not the person they were looking for.
Mo Yaner's eyes were red and he said: "Just when we got the news about you and rushed over without stopping, we heard on the way that you had been kidnapped by Yun Qingkuang. I clearly remember what I said at that time.
I feel as if the sky is about to fall. I feel guilty and blame myself. I really wish I could bear it on your behalf, because all these twists and turns are caused by me."
Yun Yunyi held Mo Yan'er's hand and said, "Yan'er, it's all over. Qian Qian is safe and sound, right?"
Mo Yaner smiled slightly and continued: "Later we lived at the foot of the mountain, and the young master also lived with us. One night I really couldn't sleep, so I got up and walked around, and I felt someone meditating on the roof.
, I climbed up quietly, I was worried that Yun Qingkuang's people would sneak up on me at night. Who knows, when I walked to the roof, I saw Mr. Xuanyuan sitting down quietly, stroking the jade flute in his hand.
.According to his martial arts skills, he should have noticed that there was someone behind him, but he didn’t feel my arrival at all. That night there was a gentle breeze, and his figure was in the wind. It was then that I felt what was like the stars.
The artistic conception of the poem "For whom was the wind exposed at midnight last night?" Once upon a time, Prince Xuanyuan, who was never willing to express his emotions easily, actually lost weight for you."
Qian Qian's heart was also moved by it, as if she could also see such a desolate picture, in which the man in the painting had his heart broken.
Mo Yan'er continued: "I have been walking around in entertainment venues all day long, and I am used to seeing the shameless faces of powerful princes and young masters playing with women. However, as a noble nobleman, the young master can be unique in his feelings for a person.
Zhong is truly a love interest, and he is the first person I have seen in so many years." She seemed thoughtful, "Maybe he is also the last one..."
Qian Qian slowly got up and walked among the flowers. The flowers bloomed especially beautifully after the rain. However, there were many petals washed down by the rain last night on the ground, which had been mixed into the soil and were in dilapidated state.
She turned around and said, "I listened to the whole story you told me. I was very moved and I no longer have any doubts."
Yun Yuanyi stood up and walked happily to Qian Qian. At the same time, Mo Yan'er also stood up and looked at the two of them with a smile. Yun Yunyi held Qian Qian's hand and said, "So, are you willing?"
Are you following us home?"
After hearing this, Mo Yan'er's eyes showed a trace of sadness, which soon turned into a blessing smile.