It's the middle of winter on the mainland, and in recent days, a heavy snowfall has hardly stopped. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

At this time, a year and a half had passed since Lin Yuanchen entered the Sanqing Pond retreat, and of course, the war between her and Feng Tianyun had also been delayed until now.

On the seven peaks, the sky is full of goose feathers and heavy snow, and the mountains are full of white scenes.

Feng Yuluan was called to the small garden by Feng Ting.

The two stood in the hall, and on the bookcase in the hall, there was a pair of colorful pearl crown xia clothes: "Yuluan, this is the wedding dress I made for Yuji, your marriage with her has been delayed for half a year, my aunt has thought about it, it can't be delayed any longer, you can write all the wedding cards today, and I will send someone to send it everywhere tomorrow." ”

Feng Yuluan raised his hand and wanted to touch the colorful bead crown, but his heart was heavy: "Auntie, Yuji is still in retreat, is the marriage ...... later?"

"What's next? Retreat cannot be closed for a lifetime. Auntie has already decided, you will go to Sanqingchi today to bring her out. Feng Ting squinted her eyes and said, but when she raised her eyes, she saw Feng Yuluan's preoccupied appearance, and she couldn't help but feel unbearable, "Don't worry, there is an aunt here, and my aunt will keep her and she will marry you willingly." Okay, let's write a wedding card. ”

Feng Yuluan closed his eyes and was silent, his heart skimmed countless thoughts, and after a while, as if he had made a decision, he sat down on the bookcase, lifted his pen, took out one from a large stack of wedding cards on the side, and filled it out according to the list that Feng Ting put aside.

Lin Yuanchen teleported, came to the top of Yanran Peak, walked around the hall, and did not see Feng Yuluan, so he flew to Tongyun Peak.

On the sword practice field of Tongyun Peak, there was still laughter. Lin Yuanchen heard these laughter in the air, and his heart suddenly felt a while: "It's still the same as before, why do I feel that it's been a long time......

The figure of Pian Pian quietly landed next to the sword training ground: "Master is not here......

Fengshuang had a sharp eye and saw her: "Little master! You've finally shown up! With the sword in his hand, he ran to Lin Yuanchen.

"Little Master...... You, you look different from a year ago......" Fengshuang only felt that the person in front of him was as beautiful as a dream, and there was a kind of cold coercion, and some ridiculous words were stuffed in his chest and not spoken.

The other disciples looked here when they heard the voice, and they were all stunned.

Lin Yuanchen caught a glimpse of the eyes looking here, and somehow avoided in his heart: "What about Master?" ”

He ...... He was called by his aunt. ”

"Then I'm leaving." Without saying much, he turned around and flew into the air again, flying towards Bilin Peak.

Coming to the gate of the small garden behind the mountain behind Bilin Peak, Lin Yuanchen raised his steps, but hesitated again: "It turns out that a year has passed...... "I don't know if I am more timid about my hometown, her heart is beating a drum, and she hesitates at the moment.

Feng Yuluan was in the hall, filled out all the wedding cards, and then glanced at the pearl crown on the bookcase a few times, before leaving, and walked out of the small garden gate like the wind.

Pushing open the garden gate, Feng Yuluan stepped out, but in the corner of his eyes, he caught a glimpse of a white figure on the side of the garden gate, and he looked at it leisurely.

Lin Yuanchen also looked up at him.

In the air, the goose-feather-like snow fell silently, between the two of them, but it couldn't stop the glimpse.

The wind in the snow has a quiet and overwhelming handsomeness, and at this time, the eyes seem to contain the autumn water, reckless and solemn.

"He's still ......"

At this time, Lin Yuanchen was still wearing the spacious white robe, his scattered hair hung down behind his back with moisture, much longer than a year ago, some hair was attached to his cheeks, hanging down from his chest, although his plain face was not modified, it was stunningly beautiful, suffocating, and his eyes radiated a look like a breath.

"Is that her?"

The flying snow was like a little starlight, constantly flashing in the eyes of the two.

Although there was no sound at this time, in the minds of the two of them, there was a vibration that surpassed the sound.

Coincidentally, the two took a light step and walked towards each other. One step, two steps,...... Until they came closer.

Under Feng Yuluan's gaze, Lin Yuanchen's mind was empty, just a shock that could not be described. He stepped forward, spread his arms, and threw himself on his chest.

Feng Yuluan also stretched out his arms and hugged her back tightly, and finally simply picked up her legs, hugged her whole chest, walked to the stone table next to the garden gate, and sat down.

The two still did not speak, listening to each other's powerful heartbeats, and sat for a long time surrounded by snow.

After a long time, Feng Yuluan spoke softly and said three words: "Marry me." ”

Lin Yuanchen was in his arms, and his eyes were like a breath. Hearing these three words, she closed her eyes, raised her little face, put her nose into Feng Yuluan's neckline, took a deep breath, smelled the fragrance of his body like a cold plum, and gently responded: "Hmm! ”

Hearing this simple response, Feng Yuluan's heart was infinitely surging, and a pair of hands hugged her tighter.

Lin Yuanchen was in Feng Yuluan's arms, her heart was relaxed and quiet, a trace of drowsiness came to the back of her head, and she gradually fell asleep, in the fog, she kept hearing an old voice, repeating: "If the heart does not die in this life, it will still enter the turbidity world, if the heart does not die in this life, it will also enter the turbidity world, and if the heart is not dead in the next life, it will also enter the turbidity world......"

Feng Yuluan hugged Lin Yuanchen and sat at the gate of the small garden all night, and it snowed all night.

The next day, Feng Ting walked out of the garden gate, saw the two of them hugging each other with their eyes closed, and woke them up ruthlessly.

"Auntie......" When Lin Yuanchen opened his eyes, he called out Feng Ting.

Feng Ting showed a soft smile towards her: "Yuji, I was just about to ask Yuluan to take you out of Sanqing Pond, but I didn't expect you to be here." Don't sit at the door anymore, Yuji, you stay in the garden for the past three days and don't go out, and three days later, my aunt will hold a wedding banquet for you two! ”

Lin Yuanchen took off Feng Yuluan's hands, jumped off him, stood aside, and heard the word wedding banquet, and felt a little apprehensive in his heart: "Grandma, are you going to marry Yuji in three days?" ”

"Yes! It's too late to get married! After you two get married, you don't have to go into retreat at every turn. He looked at Feng Yuluan, who was still sitting on the stone table in a daze, "Yuluan, did you send someone to send the post out, or did I do it myself?" ”

Feng Yuluan came back to his senses and stood up from the stone table: "Don't bother with your aunt, just do it yourself." As he spoke, he took Lin Yuanchen's hand, "Yuji, I'll send you and your aunt in......"

Lin Yuanchen said "um" softly, lowered his head and followed him into the small garden. (To be continued.) )