Chapter 438

At one point, when the ribbon fell, she suspected that she was hallucinating.

Full of red, under the hexagonal pavilion is the Red Veil rolled up by the wind, which stretches all the way to the foot of the red carpet. The white petals are flying in front of us. Red silk hanging from the branches, and palace lanterns with bright red and happy characters.

Everything, everything, is beautiful like a heart shaking picture.

"This --"

she opened her mouth, and suddenly a drop of clear tears fell from her eyes without warning.

I can't help it. It turns out that this is what he has been busy with these days.

Feichen chuckles, the beautiful eyebrows and eyes stretch out, leans over and kisses her tears gently, "do you like it?"

"Hiss --"

Su Kui smiled with tears, glanced at him discontentedly, but his hands could not help climbing up his shoulders, and said coquettishly, "non dust, non dust, originally do these for women."

Non dust helpless, slightly emaciated big palm gently around her waist, eyes focus, "my life, also only for you, also will only do for you a person to see."

Su Kui rubbed his lapel and buried it on his small face, which was full of enchanting dimples.

"Qingyue, marry me."

The strings of his heart moved. Su Kui looked up at him and found that he looked solemn and focused.

"In this life, it's enough to guard you alone."

Su Kui quietly, and so on he said, suddenly without warning of the ring around his neck, tiptoe kissed his cold lips.

Between the touch of lips, there is a trance of tiny words overflowing from the mouth.

"I thought that I had been the lady of this house --"

the eyes were bright, and the cold eyes suddenly burst out with infinite tenderness, as if the stars were reflected in them.

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the red yarn still flutters in the wind, and the sandalwood is rising. There are two shadows, hidden behind the veil.

With ten fingers clasped, forehead attached, and death lingering -

there is no fierce action, only eternal lingering and sentimental.

In this moment, it seems that even the wind becomes gentle. There is no need for guests or banquet. This world is their witness. The cherry blossoms are dancing for them.

The place with half covered eyes and feelings, and within reach, is the final destination of the soul.

Pale lips, slowly blooming smile.

The spring breeze is ten li, which is not as good as the one in front of you -

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the Qingqiu mountain is still that Qingqiu mountain, but without one person's existence, it suddenly feels that everything is different.

She gradually replaced her former aunt and became the successor of the next high priest. She gave up all innocence, ignorance and arrogance, and became calm, calm and unlike herself.

She will never live as reckless as her aunt. She has no aunt's swaying and amorous, looking forward to the wind. There is no Auntie's kind of firm determination to give up the Millennium cultivation for love.

She also can't meet the man who holds her in the palm of her hand and takes good care of her like the son of Feichen.

My aunt has been completely disconnected from Qingqiu since she was removed from Xiangu. She passed the world several times and went to the rouge shop where she used to live. Outside the shop, the withered leaves had already disappeared.

It's heard that there is an enviable couple in Yanyu alley. Men are like relegated immortals. Women are in great mood. A few days ago, they went sightseeing together.

She, after all, is a little late, see you again, and I don't know how many years later.

Just want to turn around, ear rang a sound as if shuttle millennium time came to her side of the voice, "spirit Ruo?"

She looks back, her eyes and eyebrows are dim, and her smile is clear. "Ah, in a word, I haven't seen you for a long time."

"Yes, I haven't seen you for a long time --"