"Wow, there's another one!" Bao'er was so happy that he couldn't sit still. He jumped off Ling Shaobai's body, raised his head, and stood under the starry sky, infinitely happy.
Ling Shaobai smiled silently at Bao'er's back. The child's temper comes and goes quickly.
Then, the meteors seemed to be surprisingly numerous and dense. They seemed to be emitted from the same place. They were dazzling and colorful. More than half were white, but there were also yellow, blue, red and green. One after another, they streaked across the sky.
Write about the mesmerizing night sky.
Baoer went crazy with joy and swept away his sadness.
Suddenly started dancing under the shooting stars...
There is no rhythm, but the messy dance steps have a unique beauty. Every move and every move has a vaguely mundane meaning. She is integrated with nature, so truly integrated with the shooting stars in the sky and the surrounding breeze.
As one, he is showing off his happiness, his clothes are floating, and he feels like I want to ride away in the wind.
Ah^^^
Whose beauty is so beautiful that the sun and the moon are jealous.
Like a butterfly dancing, it dances all over the world.
Ling Shaobai suddenly felt that he couldn't keep her. Every time Bao'er got close, he would suddenly become out of reach.
Music has become unnecessary now, and the sounds of natural harmony are comparable to those of ordinary people's silk and bamboo.
He was wearing moon-white clothes, with his waist straight and standing in the wind. He was a little lazy. He tilted his head and looked at Bao'er who was so excited about dancing. He had a slight smile on the corner of his mouth and didn't move at all.
Not moving, seemingly very focused.
Today's sky is extremely bright and dazzling. Except for the colorful meteors one after another, the stars we usually see have all dimmed and lost their light!
Like the fallen petals in spring,
Pieces fell on the lovers' cheeks.
In thousands of lonely and sleepless nights,
Amidst the countless thoughts that follow you like a shadow,
The most bone-crushing thoughts in the most secret place in my heart are nothing more than this.
"On the Xinmao night of April in summer, the stars are gone, and the stars fall like rain in the night." Ling Shaobai somehow thought of this sentence. Suddenly his palms became sweaty.
He will not bow to the Crown Princess easily. What he wants most has never been to possess Bao'er. The deepest and truest wish in his heart is to make Bao'er happy. Instead of conspiring with the Crown Princess, it is better to
He turned to discuss with Young Emperor Han Jie. After all, they both have the same wish, the same protection, the same persistence and the same love.
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The dancing stars all over the sky attracted people to step outside and look around in nostalgia.
Qianqing Palace...
Jingxinan...
Cining Palace...
Jing'an Palace...
Liqing Palace...
There are also thousands of households outside the palace...
Everyone looked up and marveled in admiration. Is this the miracle of God or the charm of the devil? Is this the beginning of glory or the end of decline...
This extraordinary celestial phenomenon shocked everyone who studied celestial deductions at that time!
A rare meteor shower in a century...
The splendid beauty of this fiery tree and silver flower...
Something must be happening in the world. What does this meteor shower mean?
Long Baoer smiled and curled his eyebrows...
Ling Shaobai's eyes turned cold...
Young Emperor Han Jie was thoughtful...
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The Crown Princess trembled with excitement, as the day she had longed for was finally coming.
This is the sign before the nine-turn rose gathers...
If all goes well, she will be there in a month...
Oh, this is an exciting and glorious moment, the final fantasy of her ordinary life is about to come true...
She held a small box in her hand, which contained all the nine-turn roses she had collected over the years. Of course, it was not enough, but with this huge foreshadowing, the gathering of nine-turn roses was enough.
Will the time be far behind?
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A bolt of lightning splits the sky in half with a roar of thunder, and a heavy rain will kick off the annual rainy season.
Young Emperor Han Jie was walking around in the study room, very irritable.
He examined the fake Bao'er and found out that it was a very clever disguise technique. After washing off the disguise and potion on his face, he revealed a face that was three times similar to Bao'er. But to tell the truth, then
Her eyes really looked like Bao'er's, with a cut of autumn water, crystal clear. Probably because of these eyes, and the expression that was very similar to Bao'er's, Young Emperor Han Jie let the girl go without torture. This day came from outside the sky.
Young Emperor Han Jie was very angry when he told the truth.
After a while, Tie Shaoqiu came in.
"Where has she gone?" Young Emperor Han Jie asked Tie Shaoqiu to follow the girl pretending to be Bao'er. He wanted to know who was harming him.
"Jingshin Temple."
Young Emperor Han Jie rushed out without saying a word.
Tie Shaoqiu hurriedly followed. It was such a heavy thunderstorm, and he didn't want to think that he was sick just yesterday and he hadn't recovered yet. It was going to rain again. After all, he didn't care about his dragon body anymore.
Young Emperor Han Jie was walking in front, and Tie Shaoqiu did not dare to persuade him, so he could only follow his master in the rain.
Young Emperor Han Jie did not hesitate when he came to Jingxin Nunnery. He was not polite and stamped the door open. He didn't care about the people in Jingxin Nunnery and rushed towards Bao'er's small wooden house.
He stood in the rain. The rain was so heavy that he was in a mess. His clothes clung to him as if they were washed to the floor. But he would not enter the house. He did not want to enter Ling Shaobai's residence. "Long Bao'er, give it to me.
come out!"
The door was gently pushed open, and Mo Zhanyi and Fei'er walked out first, and then came Little Bao'er, who was wearing moon-white casual clothes. She had two braids, and Young Emperor Han Jie understood that she was taking a nap.
I often wear my hair this way while sleeping.
Her face was flushed, her eyes, which were always innocent and bright, were a little confused at this time, and her slightly open mouth was also a little at a loss.
The rain was pouring so heavily that the two of them could not see each other clearly. Young Emperor Han Jie asked in a low voice, "Do you hate me?" He was asking about what happened yesterday.
Bao'er shook her head, no? She had never really hated Young Emperor Han Jie, but she felt very sad.
Young Emperor Han Jie did not seem to feel better because of this, but became even more sad and said: "Why don't you hate me?"
"Uh..." Bao'er paused and asked softly: "Do you want me to hate you?"
Young Emperor Han Jie was speechless. If you don't hate me after seeing me behave like this with other women, it only means that you don't care about me. But how can you say this to Bao'er?
Baoer suddenly cried, and tears flowed down her face drop by drop...
She must have hurt the emperor's brother. She didn't want to do this. She was still a child. Isn't it good for everyone to be good friends and good brothers? Why should she choose? In fact, she didn't understand love at all.
Holding a white Xiang umbrella, Ling Shaobai walked out of the nunnery on the other side and came quietly to Emperor Hanjie: "What can you do besides making Bao'er sad? She is still a child.