"Flowers bloom in the desert, and the prince comes. The security of the country and the people are as long as the abyss. A few days ago, the border desert reported that a new blue crystal flower has bloomed in the desert. Everyone said that the flower's endless growth means good luck." He touched the mole on the joint of the ring finger of the child's left hand, his eyes full of love. "How about we name this child Li Yuan?" He was eight years old that year.
"Hey, which girl from this family is so pretty?" He was practicing his sword under the shade of a tree at that time, but unexpectedly he saw Mo Yuan hiding behind the trees opposite, looking at him with a red face. Seeing that he was discovered, he tiptoed to him, lowered his head and played with his fingers, muttering: "I am not a girl." That year, he was five years old, he was thirteen.
He will go to war with his father without waiting for the crown. "Yi Ge, I want to marry you in the future." He smiled after hearing this. "Okay, then I will wait for you for another ten years." The army's carriages and horses gradually moved away, but the child kept standing there, looking at only one person. That year, he was ten years old and he was eighteen.
He was wandering in the market and bumped into a handsome young man. In panic, the young man grabbed his hand, and he saw clearly the appearance of the young man in front of him. "Young master, which girl are you busy chasing after? Why are you so close to me?" He recognized the young man in front of him at a glance, and was busy snickering under the brocade feather fan. "I am indeed looking for someone. I have been looking for someone, but it's a pity that it's not a girl." The young man's eyes were slightly red, but he could not hide his excitement. That year, he was thirteen and he was twenty-one.
"I heard that the flowering season in Bianmo has arrived again. You said you would accompany me to see the flowers in Moyuan, but did you still count on it?"
"It always counts"