[Yunhuan BG Mirror Series Fans] Imperial Capital

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"Well, let's go see him again."

Xiao raised her eyes and looked at Princess Haiguo who spoke quietly, a sharp feeling of pain or joy flashed across her heart, a moment of soreness and a moment of relief.

In the dim cabin, apart from the silently burning furnace, there was no other light.Garuda Luo's inner alchemy has almost been practiced, it is his sharp weapon to conquer the cloud.It's just that what he didn't know was that the remnant soul remaining in the cloud became the main driving force of Garuda.

He is a man who has long since lost his home.Once, he still had her.The Hanguang Palace has never been repaired, and in his heart, as long as she is there, it is home.Where there is no her, there is wandering everywhere.He thought that in this troubled world, at least, they could go on forever.

Heaven abandoned him, he would rather become a demon.With the power to look down on the world, I thought I could get everything I wanted.However, after all, I still lost what I wanted the most.

The light blue skirt brushed the ground, and a light shirt came lightly.She looked at the sweat beads on his forehead due to the high temperature in the cabin, which glowed faintly in the dark night.She watched him frowning slightly, sleeping very restlessly, as if he had fallen into a nightmare.

The pale and slender wrist was raised, and a faint blue flame ignited at the fingertips.The wrists were shaking constantly, as if two forces were competing because of disagreements. "Don't stop me, I won't hurt him, I just want to see his dream." Gradually, the trembling of the wrist stopped, and when it calmed down, a blue light flashed from the woman's fingertips and disappeared.

A courtyard pavilion with white walls and black tiles.Looking up is the carved beams and painted buildings, and lowering the eyebrows is the pavilions and waterside pavilions.Butterfly grass is cool, and hydrangea is delicate and beautiful.

On the bench in the corridor, there was a man in black with blond hair, and a mermaid woman in blue with blue hair was leaning on his shoulder.Listen to the flowing water and enjoy the bamboo leaves quietly.The years are quiet and happy, and the joy can be expected.There are several wind chimes hanging on both sides of the corridor, and there is a clear and cool sound when the breeze passes by.

"Look, Major General..." The merman girl raised her slender fingers and pointed to one of the wind chimes.The blond man raised his head, and the fantastic wind chime reflected the afterglow of the setting sun, and as it spun, it cast a warm brilliance.

He smiled slightly, and he held her hand warmly and forcefully, his fingers intertwined, and the smiles on both sides were lingering.

The memory in the dream is fragmented and incomplete.With the switching of scenes, the picture flows back to the original encounter.

On the Western Wilderness Desert, the boy who poured hot water carefully along the edge of the bucket slowly dissipated;

In Xinghai Yunting, the oiran who can sing, dance, sing and dance, is enchanting and graceful, slowly dissipates;

In Cangliu Prison, the master who trusted her absolutely because of her confrontation with his superiors, slowly dissipated;

Looking at the sea and the sky, the puppet who resolutely died in order to ensure his safe return slowly dissipated;

At the Jinghu camp, the Cangliu soldier who didn't know why he came here alone and only wanted to take her away, slowly dissipated;

In the giant machine, the mermaid girl who came for him and only wanted to fight side by side with him to the end, slowly disappeared...

Tears in the painting, light in the shadows.

The past cannot be dissipated in his mind like passing clouds, let alone be forgotten in his heart.The emotion engraved into the bone marrow touched every inch of his nerves and existed in the softest part of his heart.

However, no one would look at the softness, so he hid it and wrapped it with a layer of cold and hard armor.However, he thought that the only softness was not cherished by the people he wanted, so he destroyed it with his own hands.

Garuda, he can use it to overlook the entire Yunhuang Continent, and he will squat in it and cry like a child.Only, no one will see it again.However, she saw it.And he'll never know, she saw.

"Major General..."

"Xiao...is it really you?" The soldier in uniform stretched out his hand uncertainly to touch the beautiful face in front of him—although it was as cold as porcelain, it was real.

"Yes Major General, I'm back." The merman girl gently covered Yun Huan and stopped at her~~, her eyes filled with fine pearls, splitting the person in front of her into countless pieces.

"I said that no matter when and where, I will come back and fight side by side with the major general." She said softly, but her tone was extremely firm.

"Xiao," he ~~ hugged her~~, as if hugging the whole world. "Don't leave me..." It was like talking in sleep, with a hint of sadness, even a hint of pleading. "I love you."

The woman in her arms was stunned, and she confessed her heart, is it considered late?But, being able to say it from his mouth, I will never feel that it is too late.Holding his arms tightly, she almost buried her entire ~~ in the ~~.I hope that time can stop here, so that this feeling of happiness can last longer.

Even if it's a dream, it's a sweet dream.Xiao found herself lying on her back, her body was soft and fragrant, a sea of ​​blue hibiscus.

She knows that the blue hibiscus is extremely rare and is known as the "desert rose".It represents gentle persistence.The hibiscus blooms in the morning and falls in the evening, and every time it withers, it is for the next time to bloom more brilliantly.Just like the sun rises and the moon dives, the replacement remains unchanged, but it is endless.

It's more like loving someone, there will be depression and turmoil, but those who know how to love will still persist gently.Because they understand that ups and downs are always inevitable, but nothing will make them shake their original choice. Love is a kind of belief, which will never change.

Someone came from a distance with blurred brows and eyes.The hand holding her ~~ is very warm, very warm, full of pity.

Xiao couldn't see that person's face clearly, but there was no other person who could give her the joy and joy in her heart. ~~ The feeling is so beautiful, ~~spread all over~~.At this time~~, like a cliff in the sky, my heart is swaying on a high place, knowing the danger, but it is incomparable~~.

The him tonight was completely different from usual.She never knew that~~he would treat her so tenderly.With this in mind, Xiao stopped thinking wildly and concentrated all her attention on ~~ all the good things he gave, ~~ his ~~, let him ~~, ~~~.

She~~,~~,~~his comfort.Each other~~,~~talking~~, but there is no slight chill.In the dark, I can only hear ~~.

They are quiet and ~~ talking to each other ~~, he * her, ~~, ~~, ~~.At the same time, ~~lightly~~, but ~~exists.As he became more and more ~~, she~~,~~.This is probably his~~, the saddest voice.And this sadness made her~~, and made him~~.

Her breath seems to be mixed with~~,~~delicious~~,~~clear,~~as if it is storing the fragrance,~~ the ~~joy, maybe it is~~knowing...

Then she felt ~~softly~~, looking for~~.Then his ~very softly~~, ~~unlimited~~, and finally he gently ~raised~~.

Every time~~, every time~~.I don't know if it's the deepest love in my heart, or a short escape from the heavy shackles.

She cried, in ~~~.

"Yun Huan..." This was probably the first time she called him by his name.He passed by with incomparable gentleness, the tears cooled down quickly, but her ~~ seemed to be slightly ~~ because of being ~~ by herself.He raised his hand and caught it~~.

She quietly ~ ~, as if asleep.All the ~~, are ~~, she never ~~.Even his ~~, even his ~~, and all his ~~, she was there~~.Until ~~ ended everything, ~~ Wei Wei ~~, she didn't have any ~~.

They ~~ Yusi, lost~~, they didn't even realize each other, and completely lost themselves.

At the place of rest and entertainment, the streamer chases the sunset.

The night is getting darker, and the day is getting brighter.

cut off

When Xiao woke up, she felt something cold~~her~~.At that time, she was in ~~.

Xiao turned his head to the side, Yun Huan was fast asleep.She looked at him carefully—the lines were sharp, the edges and corners were sharp, and the facial features seemed to be carved by a craftsman.He who was sleeping soundly, without his usual hostility, looked like a child who was still immature.

It was difficult for her to see such a scene, and she couldn't even remember the last time she saw Yun Huan falling asleep.Ever since the two of them had a ~~, every time it was her~~, what she saw was always him sober, in her own~~.

Until last night, she was ~~real~~.They are so harmonious, tacit understanding as if they are fighting together.

Xiao raised her hand and caressed his brows and eyes, her eyes were full of reluctance.His fingertips slid across the side of his face and touched a tide, and he cried.Xiao's fingertips trembled slightly, and he escaped from his delicate side face like an electric shock.

"We should go, Xiao." A soft reminder broke the last lingering.

"Princess, thank you." Xiao said softly.

Ya Ran naturally knew what she was thanking for, and responded to her thanks with silence and understanding—thanks for her fulfillment.

Xiao knew that when she came back, she had stayed outside overnight, and Ming Ling's body was already chilled to the bone.That night, she let herself be alone with Yun Huan, her complete self, belonging to him, but also possessing him.In this life, which may be short or long, she has no regrets to have such a night.

"Xiao, I love you..." This sentence echoed in her ears countless times.He finally stopped hiding, let her know, and felt that he loved her.Let all illusions no longer be illusions, but determination.The endless, almost disgusting torment that passed each night seemed to be from a previous life.

It's just... Now, it's her turn to fulfill her long-cherished wish.Chengqing promises to live up to it.

She leaned over and placed a light kiss on his brow.

The top of the Garan White Tower.

The heavy veil flutters and lingers