Hua Luo leaned over: "Aren't you angry?" ”

Hua Lihuang lowered her eyes and nodded slightly, what else?

"Then I'll go rest first, and don't be too late."

He nodded again.

Still reluctant to talk to her? Hua Lanluo knew that he was not happy: "Goodnight kiss." After speaking, he pursed his pink little mouth.

Hua Lihuang looked at her little flattering appearance, completely ignored her, lowered her head and pecked her lips, and then raised her hand to touch her face, with a thousand words in her eyes, and finally only said two words:

"Go to sleep."

"Hmm."

Hua Luo was also a little sleepy, and after saying goodbye to him, he went back to his room, and fell asleep soon after lying down, but he couldn't tell whether he was really asleep or half-asleep, and saw a figure walking in his eyes.

She furrowed her brow, trying to see everything in front of her, but she fell into a dream.

In the gray-blue morning, the mist was filled, and she saw Jiuqianliu standing far away at the end of the mist, looking at her with a sad face, and Hua Yuluo's heart was full of guilt.

"Nine Thousand Streams ......"

She called his name, but he suddenly turned around and slowly left, as if he was about to disappear into the fog, and Hua Hua Luo was worried, because this time out of the sky, she didn't tell Jiuqianliu in advance, and she left him when Jiuqianliu wanted her to compromise with him once.

Hua Wanluo chased after her, but Jiuqianliu had only left her with her back, and no matter how she chased her, she couldn't catch up.

There was a lake in front of him, but the nine thousand streams did not stop at all, and he walked into the lake.

"Don't, come back, nine thousand streams!" The flower in the dream shouted loudly to the back.

Hua Wanluo wanted to chase it, but the more she chased, the area of the lake slowly shrank with the entry of the nine thousand streams, and she couldn't step on the surface of the river.

The nine thousand streams who had walked to the center of the lake suddenly turned around and said to her, "I hate you for being a prisoner...... I hate you......"

Then his figure disappeared along with the surface of the lake.

Hua Lanluo opened his eyes in shock, and a figure in the room quickly flashed away, and Hua Lanluo saw that there were many red silk threads in the room, like spider webs crisscrossing the room.

The flower rose immediately, and the threads peeled off one by one, until the last one went out through the window.

Seeing that the red thread was about to disappear, Hua Yuluo immediately ran to the bedside, rolled over the window, and reached out to grab the red thread, which seemed to be tied to her ring finger as if it had a sense.

It was as if there was a force that pulled her suddenly, and there was obviously a towering wall in front of her, but she just pierced through it, out of the wall, and there was a completely different scene in front of her.

It was the scene she had dreamed of just now, the blue lake into which nine thousand streams had sunk.

The lake is calm and silent.

Until the red thread on her ring finger lit up, stretching from her ring finger to the center of the lake, and the red thread at that end was tied to the ......

"Nine thousand streams?" The end of the red line is tied to the ring finger of the nine thousand streams in the middle of the lake.

Jiuqianliu looked at her, didn't speak, just smiled suddenly, and his body slowly sank. It was also like half of a dream, the more he sank, the more the lake sank with him.

Whether this is a dream or reality, the flower is no longer in time.

"Nine thousand streams, come back!"

The lake is getting smaller and smaller, and the traction on the ring finger is getting stronger and stronger, and the flower chimney is chasing towards the center of the lake.

And just before that, Hua Lihuang returned to the house and didn't see Hua Baoluo, and the ugly egg was still sleeping next to the pillow, but no one knew where Hua Baoluo went.

Hua Lihuang looked at the open window and walked to the window, although he didn't see anything, but the air still retained the scent of the sesame oil on Hua Yuluo's body.

He followed the window, chasing the scent.

Sure enough, I found the lake where the flower was located, but I saw the flower flower running after the disappearing lake, and the person in the middle of the lake was ...... Nine thousand streams?

But it seems that it is indeed as Yinhu said, only about fourteen years old.

Hua Lihuang shouted: "Bully, don't go over! ”

Hua Liluo looked back at Hua Lihuang in the distance, and it seemed that Hua Lihuang had become the person chasing her dream again, just like she followed the nine thousand streams, shouting goodbye.

However, she couldn't stop, she couldn't watch the nine thousand streams disappear with the lake alone.

"Don't come here, I'll be back soon!"

Hua Lan also stepped into the water, and when Hua Lihuang arrived, the lake was only the size of a pot, and without any time, he jumped into the puddle.

The lake disappeared, and the three men disappeared.

Hua Lanluo woke up and found himself lying on a bed, the bedpost carved and beautiful, and the curtain was tied to the bedpost.

Here it is......

Ah, how did you forget, this is Hongyanfang, Jiuqianliu refused to marry Hua Lijing, and as a result, she disappeared after suffering the emperor's trial, and she came to Hongyanfang to look for him.

Listening to Mr. Fenghua, Jiuqianliu was trapped on the tower of Dongyue Palace, so she used a kite to convey her thoughts about Jiuqianliu with Kong Ming lanterns, and as a result, on the night of the Kong Ming lantern, Jiuqianliu appeared.

What Jiuqianliu said that day, she remembered clearly.

He asked her, "Is it okay to live with me?" Is it okay for me to live with you, away from all the distractions? ”

She was a little surprised: "Aren't you going back to the palace?" ”

"The Imperial Palace is not my favorite place in the first place. The place where we live together is not in the palace, not in Hongyanfang, but in any place you like. ”

So, she promised him that he would think about it.

He was going back to the palace and would be back in three days.

He said he would definitely come back to her.

She was convinced of this sentence, perhaps it was because of the distraction that Nine Thousand Streams were coming towards her forever that she couldn't refuse.

Subsequently, Jiuqianliu embarked on the road back to the palace, and the two parted for the time being.

But as of today, the Nine Thousand Streams have been away from her for many days.

She couldn't help but pray in her heart that if Jiuqianliu could come back today, she immediately nodded and agreed to his request...... Follow him to a place where there are just the two of them......

Today, Hua Yuluo didn't want to get up, because he was afraid that it would be a day without nine thousand streams of return, but the moment he closed his eyes, he suddenly heard the sound of the piano.

Luan Feng's voice......

Yes, he's back.

After three days of talking, he came back, waited for her to nod and go away with him, and since then he didn't ask about the rivers and lakes, and he didn't ask about the world, and on the seventeenth day of leaving her, he came back with an apology.

Nine thousand streams arrived at Hongyanfang before dawn, and couldn't wait to go straight to the room of the flower garden. I wanted to wake her up immediately, but I stopped when I saw the faint black shadow under her eyes.

Because he has not heard from him, I am afraid that she has not even slept well in the past few days. It was going to shake her hand, as light as a feather half on her black hair.

"Jiuqianliu is back, sorry girl, for keeping you waiting. From now on, I will never leave you, nor will I let you leave me again. ”

Leaned down and kissed her slightly frowning eyebrows, warm and soft, until her eyebrows stretched, he left satisfied, saw her quiet sleeping face, and wanted to lean down and kiss her here.

Hua Yuluo suddenly raised his hand to brush away the silver hair that had inadvertently fallen on her face, and protested slightly.

Nine thousand smiled, pulled his long hair behind him, clasped his hands lightly, and then leaned over.

Chirp.

kissed the tip of her nose in the air.

Chirp. Chirp.

kissed her on the lips.

Afraid of waking her up, he didn't do too much, he looked at her for a long time with doting eyes, and then looked at Luan Feng on the table at the head of the bed, and with an irrepressible mood, he picked up Luan Fengqin lightly and walked under the eaves.

The sky is not bright, the light is faint, and the fog is heavy.

The cherry blossoms, still in full bloom, drift away in the morning light and blown into the long dark corridor.

Jiuqianliu was holding the red Luan Fengqin, the silver green silk was as long as the calves, and the fiery red robe on his body was polar, dragging behind him.

The wind swept through his graceful posture with pink petals, and between his steps, his smooth bare feet stepped gently and slowly through the wooden corridor.

Came to the corridor and sat down, the gorgeous red robe coiled under him, like a peony in full bloom, Luan Fengqin rested on his lap.

When the first petal fell into the strings, his jade-like fingers plucked the strings.

The sound of the piano sounded in the quiet dawn, one string and one tone, one tone and one rhyme, and the sound of the rhyme, between his light and slow twisting, played lightly.

The wind is long, the sky is bright, and the living beings are awake.

Nine thousand drooping eyes, long and pretty eyelashes, half-covering his tender eyes.

The branches and flowers fell, and the branches and flowers bloomed, like his warm and slow voice.

"I don't think about it in my life, I am most afraid of lovesickness, and I will be lovesick, and I will hurt lovesickness. Falling flowers are not ruthless things, and they flow with the water without hesitation. May the falling dream never wake up, Mo Dao's heart is not hard, an inch of lovesickness is an inch of gray, and an inch of lovesickness has no place to go......"

The flowers were attached to him, and spread on the ground beside him, and the birds did not dare to sing, but fell on the branches and listened quietly.

Nine thousand streams raised their heads, and the morning light fell on his beautiful face, and a thin water color appeared in his eyes, causing the branches to sway lightly and the flowers to fall.

Until there was a sound of footsteps behind him, he lowered his head to look at the strings, and a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth: "Girl, up?" ”

"Nine thousand streams?" Hua Xuanluo didn't seem to be able to tell whether it was a dream or reality, and he didn't dare to approach when he stood far away, for fear of an alarm, and he disappeared into the morning light.

"Did I wake you up with the sound of the piano?" He kept stroking the piano and asked with a smile in his voice.

Although he had his back to her, Hua Wanluo shook his head for a long moment before saying, "Is it really you back?" ”

Jiuqianliu looked back at her at this time, his eyes were as warm as morning dew: "Isn't it that I haven't seen her for half a month, and the girl won't recognize me?" ”

Hua Yuluo stood with bated breath for a long time, and suddenly ran towards him, and his bare feet snapped in the corridor before he had time to put on his shoes.

The footsteps running towards him in such a hurry were the most beautiful sound that Jiuqianliu had ever heard.

He set the piano aside and opened his arms to her.

She looked at him, like a flower blooming for her, like a beam of hot flames, and suddenly tears blinded her eyes, and she threw herself into his fiery arms, wanting to bloom or burn with him.

"Where have they gone, and why have you kept me waiting so long?"

He loved the way she pounced on him like a moth to a fire. And he waited for the dead lamp that this moth had been waiting for for thousands of years, and only when she flew in, he lit it with all his life.

"I'm sorry girl, I'll keep you waiting, and I'll never let you leave me in the future."

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Some children's shoes said that Jelly has been abusing Xiao Jiu, which is unfair to Xiao Jiu. But no one has ever heard of the phrase "bitter end"? In fact, Jelly also likes Xiao Jiu'er very much! Next, I will write a drama of Lan Yan being angry, and you can look forward to Xiao Jiu's children's shoes if you like it~