The night is lonely and the moon is bright.

Under the Tianhe River, Lianggong yingyue still wails and sobs. The sound of mourning makes the listener moved and pitied.

And Ye Fan stood like that, silent, just quietly with her.

I don't know how long, the cry stopped.

Lianggong yingyue also raised her head, a pair of soft and delicate body slowly stood up.

"Master, I'm sorry, Yueer just lost her temper."

Lianggong yingyue has stopped crying and calmed down a lot.

She tried to keep herself calm and apologized to Ye Fan.

Then he continued.

"It's late, master. Let's go back."

"As for the cherry blossom, I'm afraid the moon won't have a chance to accompany the host."

"When the next cherry blossom is in full bloom, let sister Qiu accompany the host to see it."

Liang Gong yingyue said softly.

The words are full of sadness and loss.

"Who said there was no chance?"

However, in the cool palace yingyue ready to turn around to leave, has been silent Ye Fan, but suddenly a chuckle.

Then, in the eyes of Liang Gong yingyue, Ye Fan, his sleeve robe suddenly waved.

All of a sudden, a breeze swept through.

If only a night of spring breeze, originally those green flowers, unexpectedly in the cool palace yingyue's incredible eyes, twigs spit out leaves, Ling Han is in full bloom.

The moon is bright and the stars are all over the sky.

Under the dim yellow light, thousands of cherry blossom, proud to bloom, in the breeze, swaying fragrance.

In the endless sea of flowers, I saw a young man standing in the sky.

He stood with his hands down, and he laughed with pride.

If I am the green emperor in his new year, I will open with peach blossom!!

...

the ethereal sound, if swept from the depths of the Tianhe River, reverberates everywhere.

At that moment, Lianggong yingyue was stunned.

She raised her head and looked at the young man in front of her.

Tears on the face, full of tremor.

That pair of beautiful eyes, full of overflowing color.

"Master... Master..."

the whisper is just like the light cry of nightingales, lingering in the moonlight.

Ten miles long street, full of cherry blossom.

The pink flowers, reflected by the light, are more dreamy and charming.

However, the girl in the sea of fire is more delicate than flowers and more beautiful than flowers.

Lianggong yingyue will never forget this night, just like a ray of sunshine, dispels all the haze in her heart, and instantly illuminates her whole life.

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in the book of heaven of yundao, there is a technique of "controlling the spirit", which can change the flowering period temporarily and make the withered trees rejuvenate.

This secret technique seems to be magical, but in fact, it is to use the inner spiritual power to artificially change the surrounding temperature, so as to achieve the goal of making the plant bloom in advance.

Although not practical, but in coax younger sister paper, is undoubtedly a miracle.

After watching the cherry blossom, Ye Fan and Lianggong yingyue also returned to the hotel.

On the way back, Lianggong yingyue talks and laughs, and has already recovered the lively and cheerful appearance of the past.

Obviously, it's the "spirit control" technique that works.

"Master, you are so good ~"

"are you a fairy?"

"In this world, it is estimated that only immortals have the skill to make withered trees rejuvenate?"

"I envy my sister Qiu"

"I married such a treasure boy as my master ~"

along the way, Liang Gong yingyue was full of joy and kept saying.

In the heart, the admiration for ye fan is undoubtedly more and more strong.