The Black-Robed Envoy is cold and merciless, but has one tender feeling in his heart: for the Holy Lord.
The Holy Lord is gentle and refined, but favors one person above all others: the Black-Robed Envoy.
He admires and loves her, accompanying her for tens of thousands of years. But he doesn't understand what love is, and by the time he does, it's too late.
She silently protects him and everything he holds dear. She understands love but doesn't dare to love, yet has no regrets.
Their love is a slow, steady stream, and together they protect the world.
A fanfic based on the TV version of Guardian. Not sure whether it'll have a bad or happy ending.
Some scenes came from dreams.
Updates are irregular and very slow, tentatively once a week.
I'm still working on my writing, so please leave lots of comments.
Theme:
The black-robed envoy will fall in love with other people, either girls or boys, but the soul-killing envoy will always only love Zhao Yunlan
After reading it, as a fan of the original Zhenhun and a die-hard Weilan fan, I really want to say thank you to the author! Thanks! You!
Conan! Brothers fight! Black basket!
Ahhhh, scattering flowers? Is it over? I like it so much
Bury it and blow up the author!
Pay attention to your body. Have a good rest
Thank you for your hard work. The emergency department seems to be very busy. Fortunately, I am not. I understand you. Come on.
OK! Waiting for you to finish coding and update the words
Come on, I will always support you???
I love you so much, please keep updating