Can you blame me if you wear it quickly?

As time passed by, the forget-me-not was still crying sadly.

Even though Ye Xuan is such a cold and aloof person, oh no, now he is a little white dragon, he couldn't help but be unable to resist.

"This, um... fairy, why are you crying here?"

Seeing that the Emperor of Heaven finally spoke to her, Liu Yiyu's troubled heart finally settled down.

She had it so hard. If the dragon didn't say something, she would not be able to pretend any longer.

At this time, the forget-me-not saw the snake-like creature beside it actually talking to it. The whole grass couldn't help but tremble, and even the continuous crying stopped.

But the tears continued to fall.

Even Duoduo, who knows everything, couldn't help but feel sad when he saw his host like this.

He even reflected in his heart, wondering if his host had suffered some great injustice when he was not looking. Otherwise, why would she cry so sincerely and pitifully?

At this moment, Ye Xuan felt the same way. Few people would cry so unscrupulously in front of him, which made him feel infinite sadness in his heart unconsciously.

Seeing that the tears of the forget-me-not had formed a small pond under his feet, he had no choice but to bite the bullet and move forward again.

"Can you tell me what made you so sad? Maybe I can help you."

He waited for a long time, and Forget-Me-Not finally stopped crying and began to talk incoherently.

"My lover, when I was going through a thunderstorm, he saved me at the cost of his own life, but he disappeared from this world, leaving me alone. I will never see him again."

"I regret it so much. I shouldn't have been so radical. I tried to overcome the tribulation before I was ready. It's all my fault that he got hurt..."

As the forget-me-not was speaking, the tears that had just been collected in the flower began to gather again, and it seemed that they would fall down in the next second.

Ye Xuan listened to the forget-me-not chattering for a long time, and finally understood why she was crying here.

Her lover died trying to save her, and one can imagine the pain and regret in her heart, which reminded him of himself.

Although he had been numb and miserable for nearly a hundred years because of his unrequited love, things are still vulnerable to comparison.

Compared to this forget-me-not that will never see its lover again, the person in his heart is alive and well and has married the person she loves.

Compared to separation by death, this kind of separation in life seems to be a little better.

Thinking of this, Ye Xuan suddenly felt that the depression and repression in his heart had unconsciously lessened a lot.

His sea of ​​consciousness suddenly shook slightly, and his cultivation, which had not improved in decades, inexplicably rose significantly at this moment.

When he had completely recovered from his breathing, he felt mixed emotions and looked at the forget-me-not with extremely complicated eyes.

It seemed that he accidentally owed karma, and he took the initiative to do it.

Under the great principles, if there is cause and effect, it must be repaid.

Otherwise, the consequences will be disastrous.

Seeing that Forget-Me-Not was still immersed in her own depressed mood, Ye Xuan softened his voice for once, "My situation is similar to yours. I have someone I like very much, but she doesn't like me..."

Ye Xuan narrated the story that happened to him in a calm tone, and the more he spoke, the calmer his mentality became.

Liu Yiyu, who turned into a forget-me-not, this time got to hear the most authentic gossip from the person involved.

Or it was the great Emperor of Heaven who took the initiative to share the news himself.

This kind of achievement and satisfaction made her want to shout "Awesome" three times.

She was so excited that she couldn't continue crying.

So, she wiped away her tears and listened carefully to the Emperor telling his own story, responding with a word or two from time to time, prompting him to talk more.

I guess even Ye Xuan himself didn't expect that what he said in just one night was equivalent to what he said in the past hundred years combined.

After telling his experience to the forget-me-not, Ye Xuan felt inexplicably much better.

Liu Yiyu saw the changes in him. Now that the original goal had been achieved and it was getting late, she decided to stop here today.

"Thank you for talking to me. I feel much better now. By the way, I don't know your name yet. Is it convenient for you to tell me?"

"My name is Ye Xuan, what's yours?"

"My name is Liu Yiyun, goodbye."

The dragon and the grass said goodbye, the scene slowly changed, the surrounding scenery slowly disappeared, and Liu Yiyu exited Ye Xuan's dream.

"How is it, host, is everything going well?"

"Well, we can barely be considered acquaintances!"

She didn't know that in the palace next to her, Emperor Ye Xuan slowly opened his eyes.

Last night's dream replayed clearly in his mind.

The first half of the dream was still the suffocatingly familiar past; but the second half was different for the first time in a hundred years.

The image of the forget-me-not that kept shedding tears could not be erased from his mind.

"Liu Yiyu, does this forget-me-not really exist in the world? Why did she appear in my dream..."

Ye Xuan thought to himself and couldn't help but mutter to himself.

The man's puzzled voice echoed in the quiet bedroom.

Sensing his own abnormality, Ye Xuan was stunned.

After thinking about it, he counted on his fingers and found that he could not calculate anything.

Suppressing the strangeness in his heart, he began another busy day as the Emperor of Heaven.

I thought that the dream I had that night was just a flash in the pan.

But he didn't expect that in the next month, he would meet the crying forget-me-not in his dreams every day.

The two of them were reserved at the beginning, but after this month, they became very familiar with each other.

Ye Xuan no longer had nightmares, and his whole aura changed from being cold and gloomy before to being gentle and easy-going now.

Anyone who has followed Ye Xuan can feel his changes.

It seemed that their Emperor of Heaven had, without anyone noticing, turned back into the gentle and jade-like appearance of his youth.

It can be said that Yue Lao watched Emperor Ye Xuan grow up and went through all the difficulties along the way.

At this moment, looking at the Emperor of Heaven who was no longer emitting cold air all the time, he stroked his beard with relief, "Finally, the clouds have parted and the sky is clear. Good, good!"

Although he could not figure out the reason, but as the matchmaker in charge of marriage, he still caught a glimpse of something unusual from the Emperor's abnormal behavior.

"Perhaps, the day when this heaven will have a queen, and the day when it will have a little prince, is not far away."

The matchmaker was fantasizing in his heart, not daring to let out a single word, for fear of blowing away the queen who was nowhere to be seen.

Liu Yiyu, who had no idea that she already had a child with Yue Lao, was now thinking about what to do next.

"After a month, Ye Xuan should have gotten used to my presence. So next, I should give him a little surprise."

"Host, what are you going to do?"

Duoduo also became curious about what the host was going to do.

Liu Yiyu chuckled, "Just wait and see!"