"Heh." Su Luoyin couldn't help but chuckle at this. If Master Daosong heard this, he would be furious. Although Qian Yue's words were indeed true, he was the only one who dared to speak so highly of the Three Saints of Shenghan Mountain.
Thinking of this, Su Luoyin suddenly smiled again, but suddenly his eyes went dark.
"Qian Yue, what are you doing!" Su Luoyin exclaimed in a low voice. It turned out that Qian Yue blocked her view with a pair of big hands.
"Shh." Qian Yue hissed, saying in a voice that left no room for doubt, "You should go to bed."
"Why?" Su Luoyin asked back. Her already excited nerves had been aroused by Qian Yue's words, and now he wanted her to sleep?
"No, the story isn't over yet?" Su Luoyin retorted Qian Yue bluntly.
"I'm done." Qian Yue unceremoniously pulled over the blanket that Su Luoyin had casually kicked aside and covered her tightly. He no longer cared how she whimpered and held her tightly, not letting her make any extra sound.
Qian Yue looked down at Su Luoyin, who had been wrapped up like a dumpling by him, and then revealed a faint smile that Su Luoyin had long since forgotten. The story was over. Because the next story was all about meeting you.
Thinking of this, Qian Yue hugged Su Luoyin and held her, and finally fell into a light sleep, regardless of how depressed the person in his arms was.
…
A gentle breeze caressed her cheeks, and Su Luoyin's beautiful face, unlike her usual expression, wore a faint smile as she gazed at the unusually bright lights in the distance. She was dressed in a pale pink chiffon dress, adorned with layers of delicate lace. Her palm-sized face was delicate and flawless, a rosy hue against her snow-white skin. Her long, glossy black hair was simply tied up with a small, hollowed-out hairpin. Shedding her usual elegant attire, Su Luoyin now stood quietly, like an ordinary woman, waiting for her beloved to arrive.
Perhaps because today is the annual Hundred Flowers Festival, the palace no longer has the same strict rules as before. The bright lights illuminate the entire palace, and many people are walking around freely. Perhaps because Su Luoyin was dressed too casually today, most people did not recognize Su Luoyin's identity for a while. Many people just passed by her with a light smile. Occasionally, someone recognized her identity, but just bowed to her briefly and left quickly.
Su Luoyin was naturally very satisfied with this result. Feeling the prosperity and bustle around him, and the unusual noise from the people around him, Su Luoyin was a little dazed for a moment.
It’s the Hundred Flowers Festival.
Come to think of it, I think I've been there once. I wonder what the Hundred Flowers Festival here is like now?
Thinking of this, Su Luoyin's previously calm heart began to stir with a faint sense of anticipation. Very good, everything is fine. Now all she has to do is wait for him. Su Luoyin turned gently, looked towards Qianyue's palace, and smiled faintly.
Looking up, the moon hung high in the branches, the stars still shone brightly. A hint of regret flashed through Su Luoyin's eyes. "How are you all doing, my friends and family, from that era?" "Mom, Dad, friends, and family, I'm doing well here. We...will see each other soon." "I will use all my abilities to open the gates of time and space. Wait for me, you must wait for me!"
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