Xia Xingchen and Zhan Yunting watch him go out. Xia Xingchen is ready to speak but stops. Finally, he doesn't have any retention for Gu Daochang's departure.

had paid for his reward, and he gave it to him.

After he left, Xia Xingchen looked at Zhan Yunting: "why did you give him the jade plate? That's the heirloom of the war family. "

Xia Xingchen will not interfere with his decision, but his heart is full of doubts.

Zhan Yunting put out his hand around her shoulder and said, "the jade plate is the thing you and I love each other. I didn't want to give it, but after I talked with him, I knew that the jade plate was better to give it to him than to waste it in our hands."

Xia Xingchen still does not understand: "what meaning, I do not quite understand."

Zhan Yunting smile: "soon you understand."

late at night, Gu Dao Chang walked out of the villa without going down the hill. Instead, he turned to the Indus forest. He looked at a circle of Chinese parasol trees. He took out the jade plate and gently stroked the way: "phoenix phoenix tree, she will never come back again. You need not continue to stay in this jade plate. Here, spend the rest of the year with them."

Gu Daochang said the incantation, and then the jade plate lit up again. A drop of tears fell from the jade plate to the ground, and then the green buds came out. Then he began to grow at an abnormal speed, and soon became a big tree in the sky.

Gu Daochang's hand caresses the tree trunk, as if you can hear him silently telling the love story about yupan. After thousands of years, everything finally fell to the ground.

With his eyes closed, Mr. Gu took the jade plate without any pattern back into his pocket and turned away.

and in the dark night, the parasol tree seems to be looking at the villa in the dark night, and then quietly leaves a beautiful tree of purple Chinese parasol flower. On the second day of

, an industrious monk, Wu Tong Lin, saw a tall Chinese parasol tree as if he wanted to enter the clouds. He actually blooms in this season, which should not be the flowering season of Chinese parasol flower.

After returning to the temple, some early pilgrims heard about it. This spread, and a reporter from the morning post came here.

In a room in the villa, the sun shines in from the outside. Ling Yueyao opens her eyes vaguely. The sun stabs her for a few minutes and can't recognize the things in front of her. In a short time, she can see clearly in front of her eyes. Ling Yueyao sees the handsome face of yebei.

Quiet, his sleeping face is still perfect, halo wrapped him, like the God came, the next second night north open his eyes.

Four eyes relative, his slightly silvery eyes are very charming, looking at Ling Yueyao.

Two people looked at each other like this, for a long time did not speak.

For a while, Ling Yueyao couldn't help laughing, and her cheeks turned red. Yebei also hooked her lower lip. She couldn't help holding out her hand to her arms.

Modern rooms and modern decoration make yebei feel at ease.

"We're back at last." Yebei said.

Ling Yueyao nodded, full of gratitude: "really, really back."

Sheng Yunguo, Yao'er youyou wake up and wants to get up. Sheng Yunlan reaches out her hand and hugs her and murmurs: "go where, don't go."

Yao'er blushed: "Your Highness, it's late. It's time to get up."

Sheng Yunlan did not give up: "this prince can not say, and I did not say, do not call me your highness, call me husband."

Yao'er bit her lip and whispered, "you, you forced me to call all night last night, and didn't say what happened to you?"

Sheng Yunlan: "nothing matters. Now I just want to hold you for a little more sleep."

Holding your warm arms, I really feel your existence.

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