Xuan Yunyao put his cheek on Yan Yuning's arm and chuckled, "Thank you, Queen."

Yan Yuning lowered her eyes to look at him and said softly, "The Queen has already taught your father a lesson. He will never tell you to leave Xuan Zhao again. Forgive him, okay?"

Xuan Yunyao curled his lips.

"If you don't forgive him, your father will be sad and cry." Yan Yu Ning said with a smile.

Xuan Yunyao raised his eyebrows, "Queen, you are still treating me like a child."

Yan Yu Ning smiled lightly, "So, will Rui Rui go to look for your father?"

Xuan Yunyao was helpless, "Go, go, go."

Yan Yuning pursed her lips and smiled.

——

Half a month later, Xuan Yunyao got married. The princess was the legitimate daughter of the marquis's mansion. She was dignified and generous. Xuan Yanyu was very satisfied, and Xuan Yunyao was also satisfied. One month after the marriage, she gave birth to a legitimate eldest son.

After Xuan Yanyu and Yan Yuning saw the little dumpling, they walked slowly on the long street holding hands.

The man looked up at the setting sun, with the corners of his mouth slightly raised. The government was stable, his children and grandchildren were by his side, and his lover was by his side. This moment of happiness was like a dream.

Xuan Yanyu was stunned for a moment, "Dream."

He turned to look at Yan Yuning, and the woman suddenly broke free from his hand, waved at him with a smile, and her figure became increasingly blurred.

"Ningning!" he shouted anxiously. He wanted to catch the woman who was running away from him, but he still missed.

No wonder when he, Ningning and Xiaoxiao were watching the sunset that day, a strange yet familiar sentence inexplicably appeared in their minds.

"Xuan Xixi, if there is a lake in our Prince's Mansion and the setting sun is reflected on it, will the lake be dyed orange-red by the setting sun?"

It was just a dream...

He missed Ningning too much, so he had a dream...

Now I wake up from the dream...

Fake, all fake...

Happiness is fake...

Without Xiaoxiao, without Ruirui, there is nothing...

He still couldn't wait for his grandma to come and see him...

After all, time could not pass by, and he and Ning Ning could not get together again.

"Your Majesty." Ye An picked up the rice paper that was blown to the ground by the wind, and looked at the handsome man with a smile on his face with red eyes.

"Your Majesty." Ye Chen knelt beside Xuan Yanyu's legs, crying silently.

The sky gradually became overcast and a light rain began to fall again.

Ye An suppressed the bitter feeling, looked down at the wrinkled rice paper in his hand, and cried with a hoarse voice.

"Xuan Xixi, I will find a way to see you."

The words were so blurred that they were almost indistinct. It was obvious that Your Majesty was stroking these words. This was also the reason why Your Majesty was holding on, but now Your Majesty could not hold on any longer...

The floating hair stared at Xuan Yanyu and murmured in a low voice, "What you see as a dream is actually not a dream. This is the ending that you should have had if the master and I did not prevent it. But this is a book world after all, you should always face reality."

As the words came to an end, the beautiful cover of the book on the ground was blown by the wind, slowly closing inwards, and the pages were hurriedly folded together. Finally, with a "snap", it closed steadily.

[That's it~ It's over. It's time for me to go find my master. ] The excited electronic voice dissipated in the wind.

——【The ancient version of the extra chapter is over.】