Snowflakes fell lightly, and she nodded slightly, looking at his cold face, her eyebrows trembling.
Feng Chenyin's slender fingertips suddenly trembled, and her watery eyes were reflected clearly in her deep eyes.
Some people can live forever with just one glance. The moment they look at each other deeply, all that comes to mind is what happened with the other person.
"What on earth are you talking about..." Yan Ying looked at the beautiful and picturesque scene in front of her, feeling unhappy and wanting to step forward immediately to interrupt.
As everyone knows…
The wind around them suddenly became stronger, and icebergs appeared all around them.
This is a stunt that has not been seen in the world for a long time, since the red snow in Cizhou three years ago.
The mountains and rivers of ashes seemed to have been covered in dust by the wind, and he never used them again.
Because of deep love for someone, to commemorate someone.
"Master—"
The ice and snow seemed to be covered with dust at this moment. He raised his right hand slightly, as if he wanted to see her eyebrows clearly.
No matter how unbelievable this was, at this moment he wanted to go by his own feelings and his own heart.
"Qing..."
"master-"
Before the word 'dust' came out, she was caught off guard and threw herself into his arms, holding his sleeves tightly with both hands and saying: "Master, master, master, master... Feng Chenyin..."
"Yes, I'm here." He spoke softly, with a slight tremor in his voice.
He slowly lifted her up and then hugged her suddenly. He seemed to have a lot to say and a lot of questions to ask.
But there was still only one thing I wanted to do at this moment, hug her tightly.
Regardless of identity, reason, or location in the world.
The ashes of the mountains and rivers melted layer by layer in the ice and snow. He was dressed in white and hugging a girl tightly in the snow.
His eyes were blurred, but there was a faint smile on his lips.
Is this God favoring him
Originally, he came to the palace to get some medicinal materials for making medicine, but he met her by accident.
What's ridiculous is that without any evidence, he didn't have the slightest doubt.
It was an amazing feeling, he thought... no one in the world would understand.
"Hiss—" At this moment, the onlookers who saw them hugging each other took a breath of cold air.
The number one swordsman in the world, Her Royal Highness the Princess of the dynasty.
It's incredible that two people who have never had anything to do with each other suddenly embrace each other.
"Master..."
"Oh my God… "
"What exactly happened? I saw it correctly..."
…
Luo Qingchen didn't seem to care what they said anymore, and time seemed to go back to three years ago.
They were still in Cizhou's mansion, and he hugged her tightly like this, using all his strength and risking everything.
But in the end, he still failed to protect her and left her behind.
Now, God has given him another chance. Meeting her again in the vast sea of people, a look, a move, a chuckle, and a glance for thousands of years.
He had imagined countless scenarios of meeting her, on earth, in heaven, and in hell.
She is a medicine person, she is a god, she is a ghost...
He had also dreamed countless times that she would never come back, and the red particles left by the red snow could not represent anything at all.
She would never come back, leaving him alone forever.
But there was one more thing he had never said to her.
"Luo Qingchen..."
This seemed to be the first time Feng Chenyin called her full name, with a serious and slightly trembling tone.
"Ah?" She was stunned for a moment, nodded slightly and said, "Master, why..."
Before he finished speaking, he leaned over slightly and sealed it with a kiss: "I love you." (To be continued)