"Fei'er, do you remember the first time I met you?" , Yang Jian gently hugged the girl in his arms, and the two snuggled up like this, sitting in the green grass, watching the brilliant sunset in the sky, turning into flowing gold at the end of the sky.

"When I saw you for the first time, with your long fiery red hair and shy face, I knew that you were my **", Yang Jian gently stroked Fei'er's long hair, and couldn't put it down.

"Why did you think of me?" Ophelia leaned her head more tightly against Yang Jian's chest, as if this thick body could bring her a sense of security.

"Do you know", Fei'er turned her head and looked at Yang Jian seriously, "During your absence, Fei'er was really worried about dying, in case, in case you died, then Fei'er would lose her closest person, what's the point of living."

"Brother Jian, I can't kill Xiaoqiang, how can I die so easily, Fei'er, you, think too much", Yang Jian gently kissed Ophelia's forehead, and she closed her eyes.

When Ophelia opened her eyes, she saw a string of shiny things in Yang Jian's hand.

"What is this?" , Phil showed a hint of surprise in her eyes.

It was a string of crystal necklaces, a passionate fiery red, symbolizing youthful vitality, embedding the eternal burning heart in the graceful and luxurious red crystal, and the two complemented each other, attracting her at once.

"This is? Given to me? Ophelia asked incredulously.

"Of course", Yang Jian gently put on a necklace for his girlfriend.

At this moment, Ophelia's long fiery red hair, coupled with the fiery red necklace, was like a beautiful fire elf, and Yang Jian seemed to be an elven knight guarding her.

"Do you like it?" , Yang Jian looked the princess in his arms up and down.

"I like everything you give", Ophelia turned around, taking in his face.

Yang Jian kissed her red lips, and time seemed to condense into eternity at this moment.

Night fell at some point, and the sky was full of stars.

In addition to the noise of the insects and frogs in the grass, there were some squirming sounds, which at first glance sounded like someone crawling in the grass.

In the darkness, a tall figure stood up and patted the dust off his body, revealing a familiar face.

Boken, dressed in a night-walking suit, looked around with a gray face.

"This is really a young man," Boken said to himself, "to make such a big noise in the grass, and when the old man was young, his body and bones could not withstand such a toss."

"I don't know moderation so much", Boken's face turned red, but after all, he had been in battle for a long time and quickly returned to his normal color.

"They're here with a lot of affection, but Queen Skadi is anxious."

Boken was about to turn around and stop Yang Jian, but he thought about it: "It's really unwise to have such a beautiful day, bad people and good deeds."

"Okay, teach this little couple to be happy for one night, and then make plans."

Boken pulled out an envelope, took out a signature pen, made a few strokes on it, and wrote his name.

The content is as follows: Yang Jian, Her Majesty the Queen has important matters to discuss, if you receive this letter, please enter the palace as soon as possible and meet the saint.

Boken tossed the envelope, and it turned into a firefly-sized spirit of light, swirling across the sky before crashing into a corner.