The smile was gentle and soft, as if the thick fog was dissipated, and the delicate face was drifting. Xiao Hanyu looked at him with a chuckling. Mo Qinghan, who was like this, was the Mo Qinghan she knew and the Mo Qinghan she liked!

Maybe she will never see him like this again... The emperor of the Tianyu Dynasty tomorrow may one day become the Supreme Supreme of all people in the world, the Unparalleled Young Master! The ten-year wish has finally come to the end...

But...at that time... could Yu'er still be there? The hand in her sleeves was tightly clenched again, but no matter what, those two people... she still had to go to the border town...

The moonlight hangs high, the breeze sings in the evening, and the moonlight quietly drapes from the sky, illuminating the earth like daytime. Xiao Hanyu and Mo Qinghan hold hands and walk slowly in the garden of the Prince's Mansion. A black and white clothes blew, the breeze blew, and the clothes flew, and the fragrance of the hibiscus flowers pounced on each other, and even the clothes were stained with fragrance.

The mood was unprecedentedly calm. Xiao Hanyu looked sideways slightly and looked at the cold-blooded person beside him. Mo Qinghan! He never noticed that he was wearing black clothes and looked very good.

Yu'er picked up a flower and gently inserted it between her hair. Mo Qinghan's hand was as warm as jade. He looked at Xiao Hanyu's face with a gentle look: "Yu'er never carries flowers, it's very beautiful!"

"Yes! Is that right?" Xiao Hanyu reached out and touched the flowers on his hair. The petals were soft, and a trace of softness suddenly surged in his heart. He looked at Mo Qinghan's gentle gaze and smiled softly.

There seemed to be someone who said that she looked good in flowers! Who is it? The memory is a little blurred, and time can indeed wash everything. The memories of the previous life seemed like a dream, and I can never remember it again...

After closing his expression, he looked at the man beside him, with black hair, peerless charm, young body, handsome and tall as a beautiful tree in the wind. When the evening breeze strode, his hair lightly raised and his clothes fluttered, beautiful as if it were real and illusory.

This man! Xiao Hanyu looked at him in a daze, noble and elegant, graceful Tsinghua. Once she fell in love with him, she would never be able to pull it out. She would be in her heart, body, and everything, and she truly realized that she had completely fallen in love with him, and she would really not be able to pull it out.

Ten years! How many decades have there been in life? It was ten years ago, on the cliff, when she first met him, she took his jade pendant, and she asked him not to marry, and her heart was implicated for ten years from now on.

Fate never stops, comes and goes. Her fate with him stops a few times, and goes a few times, and returns to the starting point again. She should thank God, but... how far can she go?

"Yu'er! Are you distracted again?" Mo Qinghan looked at Xiao Hanyu's ethereal face, with a confused look, his handsome eyes flashed, and he said with a smile.

"You are sometimes distracted!" Xiao Hanyu closed his expression and his little face turned red. Every time he saw Mo Qinghan, he would be confused. He was really useless!

"Haha... so too!" Mo Qinghan looked at Xiao Hanyu's little face covered with red clouds and smiled softly, and his jade hands tightly put her body into his arms.

Xiao Hanyu gently snuggled into Mo Qinghan's arms, smelled the faint cold plum fragrance on his body, and felt soft in his heart. He looked up slightly and looked at the hazy moonlight in the sky. The breeze blew his hair. Xiao Hanyu murmured: "A curtain of dreams on the moonlit night, and the spring breeze is tender for ten miles."

"A curtain of dreams on the moonlit night, the spring breeze is tender and tender..." Mo Qinghan's body trembled slightly, and he murmured Xiao Hanyu's words, and suddenly smiled gently, looked down at Xiao Hanyu's vague little face, watery eyes, and hugged her horizontally: "Let's go back now, I'll give Yu'er a curtain of dreams tonight..."

The gentle voice, soft tone, lingering and circling around, Xiao Hanyu's face suddenly turned red, she looked up at the gentle and smiling Mo Qinghan, and let him carry him to the bedroom.

With pearl curtains and green curtains, soft tents of gauze, white jade warming bed, mandarin duck brocade quilt, Mo Qinghan stopped and placed Xiao Hanyu gently on the bed. The faint moonlight shone into the room, immersed in an unparalleled dreamy beauty.

Mo Qinghan's stunning face, hidden by the slight moonlight, was as beautiful as a dream. Xiao Hanyu's equally beautiful little face was also stained with a layer of halo. One raised his head slightly, the other lowered his head gently, and looked at him in a daze.

"Haha..." Mo Qinghan suddenly smiled softly, tender and charming, and his phoenix eyes bloomed with a faint light that was intoxicating.

"Yu'er..." He murmured and exhaled gently in his ears, his body burning like fire: "I love you..."

"Qinghan..." Gentle and soft, whispering slightly. When I suddenly heard the three words, my heart trembled suddenly, and my jade hands hugged the person on my body tightly: "I love you too..."

Love! It’s a thousand twists and turns, and finally, when I say it at this moment, it’s so natural and so heart-warming. It’s lingering and lingering.

The lotus tent, mandarin duck brocade, the fat and jade skin are bright in spring, and they are closely connected.

The fragrance of orchids and the fragrance of cold plums, the tenderness of the heart is filled with desire, and the lovesickness is lingering into the bones.

The bright moonlight, the washing of the screen, the breeze sings in the evening, and the curtains cover the mandarin ducks.

After several lingering times, the man had already fallen asleep exhausted. Xiao Hanyu opened his eyes slightly, staring at the man's quiet sleeping face, gentle and complex. She sat up gently, slowly put on her clothes, lifted the curtain, and gently got out of bed.

Her thin lips were pursed tightly, and she walked gently to the door. She stretched out her jade hand and hesitated slightly. Finally, she opened the door and walked out slowly. Looking at the misty night, she shouted softly: "Dark Night!"

"Master!" The dark night in black clothes floated down, and the breeze moved, and he stood with his head down.

"We can't wait, we will go to the border town tonight." Xiao Hanyu's voice was soft and soft, no longer looking back. He gently tapped his toes, like a wisp of smoke, floating across the high wall of the Prince's Mansion and flew out of Qihuang City.

An Ye was slightly stunned, looking at Xiao Hanyu's distant figure, turned his head to look at Mo Qinghan's bedroom, sighed slightly, and lightly pointed his toes, flew behind Xiao Hanyu.
Chapter completed!