In the night of flowers and candles in the bridal chamber, Qi Yan lifted his hijab with his last breath.
Xi Ying wore a phoenix crown and makeup, and her bright eyes were as bright as cold stars. She stared intently at the frail and elegant young emperor on the dragon bed. This is her ex-fiance,
Her weak king, her beloved tonight.
For a long time, Xiying lowered her eyebrows and lowered her eyes, leaning down to salute gracefully, her fair and slender neck curved in an elegant arc.
The nine-fold golden phoenix embroidered on the back of the red wedding dress is spread out on the ground.
It is obviously the most gentle and tame posture, but it still reveals a bit of the fierceness and ferocity unique to birds of prey.
Qi Yan could see that there were very few birds of prey in Shangjing City. Everywhere he looked, they were all caged birds.
I just heard her call softly, "Brother-in-law."
Qi Yan: "..."
Qi Yan almost carried it in one breath.
Sleeping together in a group of people, listening to the autumn rain, their little quilts and light quilts are each cold.
"The joys and sorrows of the world are not the same. In this world, you have your coldness, and I have mine."
※High energy warning※
1. Imaginary, ancient abuse, thunderous and bloody, glass slag mixed with sugar, strong female character.
The female protagonist is not a pretty girl, and neither the male nor female protagonist is a good person.
2. The three views of this article have been shattered.
The sweet party and the clean party should be careful when entering, please consider the party's noble hand (dog head).
3. Fate update.
Intention: Let's sleep in a row together and listen to the autumn rain. Each person's little quilt is light and cold.
