Countless fireballs came from behind, all of which hit his back.
He gritted his teeth and took it one step at a time, with a large amount of sweat dripping from his forehead.
Huang Beiyue put a hand on his chest, but he grabbed it.
He lowered his head, kissed her face, hugged her gently, and a pure smile appeared on the corners of his pale lips.
In this life, he can finally protect her.
two months later
The marriage between Nanyi State and Song State was completed.
The Nanyi Kingdom married Princess Beiyue, the daughter of Princess Huiwen, to the Song Kingdom, and became the concubine of Prince Che, who had the purest and most noble blood.
The eleven-year-old little prince and the twelve-year-old little princess.
The wedding ceremony was extremely grand and magnificent, and the emperor devoted almost all the efforts of the whole country to it. It was truly a beautiful wedding!
Luoluo rode out to get married, looking melancholy at the long procession. In the middle of the procession, in the red sedan, what was she doing?
"Master, Lord Geng Zhong said that everything has been settled. Everyone in the Xiao family has been arrested. They have all confessed about the cause of the death of the eldest princess and the embezzlement of money from the eldest princess Mo's house."
The guy behind me will talk about it right away.
"Oh." Luoluo nodded listlessly.
"One more thing." The boy said, "All the treasures in the treasury of Duke An Guo were looted overnight. Even the Pure Lotus Flame Fire Cauldron disappeared! Duke An Guo was so angry that he fell ill."
"Deserves it." Luoluo said, "What does it have to do with me if their house is stolen?"
"Master, all the stolen treasures appear in the treasure house of our Bugir family!"
"Ah?" Luoluo's eyes widened, "What?"
"Except for the Pure Lotus Flame Fire Cauldron, they are all at our place!" the boy said, showing a letter on the ground, "I found a letter among those treasures, and it is for you, young master."
Luoluo quickly took it and opened it eagerly. For a moment, his heart beat like a drum.
There were a few words written freely on the letter: Small gifts are not disrespectful.
There was no signature, but he knew it was her!
Luoluo looked at the wedding procession that was getting further away, and raised her hand to wipe away her tears.
"Master, don't cry. We also have a semicolon in the Song Dynasty. You can visit Princess Beiyue at any time." The boy said quickly.
"You're the one who's crying!" Luoluo kicked the boy off the horse, then hit the horse and went back quickly.
Song Dynasty
The festive candlelight is burning, and candle tears are slowly dripping.
The wedding tent was embroidered with dragons and phoenixes, and the brocade quilt was spread with mandarin ducks.
The little princess was wearing a wedding dress, the red hijab on her forehead was slowly lifted, she raised her head, looked at him and smiled.
Although he couldn't see it, he also laughed.
The wedding of two children must have seemed ridiculous to Huang Beiyue in the past.
But now, she feels very complete.
Liu Che sat beside her on the bed side by side. She grabbed his hand and held it gently.
"The bond between life and death is broad, tell it to your son, hold your hand, and grow old together with you."
Liu Che smiled beautifully: "It's like a dream."
"This is not a dream." Huang Beiyue leaned on his shoulder, "One day our hair will be as white as frost, and we will hold hands like this."
"Yeah." Liu Che nodded heavily, tilted his head in a daze, and finally smiled, "I'm so happy."
I'm so happy...I don't know why, but I feel like I've been waiting for this moment for a long time.
If it is a dream, then never wake up.
"Yue, I'm so sleepy."
"Don't sleep, Mo Lian."
"I'm not Mo Lian, I'm Liu Che, and I'm married to Yue."
"Mo Lian..."
"We will grow old together."
"Mo Lian, I will weave a dream for you. In the dream, not even death can separate you." Zhizhi's hands were raised against the wind in the ice and snow, and the goose-yellow sleeves were flying gently.
The heavy snow in the sky dyed the ground into a white, so pure.
"I give you the most beautiful dream..." The voice gradually choked up.
A peaceful and happy smile slowly appeared on the corner of the young man's mouth.
Float all your life and never regret it.
Mo Lian.
Mo Lian...
----Mo Lian Chapter: Completed in the Land of Dream Weaving
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