Above the Blue Clouds, Flowers Bloom Like Blood

"Brother Yan, when I grow up, will I marry you, okay?" On a night when stars filled the Ji Xing Yuan, little Mu Tianji pulled Yan Xiao's sleeves and looked up at her pink and jade-carved little face, the light in her eyes was brighter than the stars. At that time, Yanxiao, a young man who had just become her personal bodyguard, was still very thin. When he heard the words, his ears instantly turned red, and he could not hide under the moonlight. He did not dare to look into those pure eyes without any impurities. He only turned his head slightly, his Adam's apple rolled, and his voice was low and solemn: "Princess is the bright moon in the clouds, Yan Xiao... Is just the dust under your feet. It is Yan Xiao's lifelong duty to protect you." "I don't care about the clouds or the moon!" The little princess stamped her feet and refused to give up. "Just say it, okay!" In the end, the words and smiles could not withstand her insistence, so they let out a soft "hmm", like a sigh, but it hit each other's hearts hard. At that time, Mu Tianji thought that this would be forever. Her brother Yan will always guard her like this until the day she gets her wish. How did she know that the good things in the world are not strong and the colorful clouds are easy to scatter and the glass is brittle. Her favorite brother Yan will one day shatter all her expectations with his own hands and push her into an endless winter.