First daughter mad concubine: the best baby rascal

"We only care about talking to ourselves, and we forgot for a while that you can't remember the past. If you want to know, I will tell you one by one. The story between you can be said to be a legend. Woolen cloth."

Qianqian nodded, thinking about Xuanyuan Che's deep eyes, she was very curious about what kind of surprise was hidden behind those eyes.Qianqian listened quietly, Mo Yaner and Yun meant that you were talking about each other, shed tears from time to time, Qianqian looked at the flawless stories and experiences that the two said at the same time, never again There was no reason to doubt that they were not the one they were looking for.

Mo Yan'er's eyes were red, and she said: "Just as we rushed over non-stop after learning about you, we heard that you had been captured by Yun Qingkuang on the way. I clearly remember my feelings at that time. It feels like the sky is about to fall, I feel guilty and blame myself, I really wish I could bear it for you, because I caused all these twists and turns."

Yun Yi held Mo Yan'er's hand and said, "Yan'er, it's all over, and Qianqian is safe and well, isn't she?"

Mo Yan'er smiled slightly, and continued: "Later we lived at the foot of the mountain, and the young master also lived with us. One night, I really couldn't sleep, so I got up and walked around, and felt that someone was sitting quietly on the roof. , so I climbed up quietly, I was worried that it was a sneak attack by Yun frivolous people at night. Who knows, when I got to the roof, I saw Mr. Xuanyuan sitting down quietly, rubbing the jade flute in his hand. .According to his martial arts, he should have been aware of the person behind him, but he didn't feel my arrival at all. There was a gentle breeze that night, and his figure existed in the wind. At that time, I felt what was "like this star is not Last night, the artistic conception of the poem "for whom is the wind exposed to the mid-night feast". Once upon a time, Prince Xuanyuan, who was never willing to express his emotions easily, lost weight because of you."

Qianqian's heart was also moved by it, as if she could also see such a bleak picture, the person in the picture was heartbroken for herself.

Mo Yan'er continued: "I travel around the entertainment field all day long, and I'm used to seeing the shameless faces of those powerful princes and princes who play with women, but as a nobleman, you can be alone for a person. Zhong, you can really be called a lover, she is the first person I have seen in so many years." She seemed to be thinking, "Maybe also the last..."

Qianqian got up slowly, and strolled to the flower bushes. The flowers after the rain bloomed extraordinarily beautifully, but on the ground there were many petals washed down by the rain last night, which had been mixed into the soil and were dilapidated.

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She turned around and said, "I've listened to the whole story you told, and I'm very moved, and I don't have the slightest doubt anymore."

Yun Yuyi stood up and happily walked to Qianqian's side. At the same time, Mo Yan'er also stood up and looked at the two of them with a smile.Yun Yuyi shook Qianqian's hand and said, "So, are you willing to follow us home?"

After Mo Yan'er finished listening, there was a trace of sadness in his eyes, which soon turned into a blessed smile.