Lifting the feather gauze curtain lightly, it is like the flick of a giant dragon. If it is like a fate for three lifetimes, it will never be forgotten in this life.
"Xiaoyong, can you let go of this world and your throne and be free in the world with me?" Ran Qing said.
"When I let go of all the worries in my heart, I will travel north and south with you, play the harp in the snow, and ride the horse on the grassland, my young son." Xiaoyong buried his head in the other's neck.
"I love you, Xiaoyong."
"Yeah, I know"
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