Chapter Fifty-Seven: He and She

Chen Changfeng stood at the door of the Peach Blossom Courtyard, and finally made up his mind to reach out and push open the door that was hidden by the moonlight.

Looking at the carefully designed courtyard, there is a white sprinkled silver light from the sky among the pink peach blossoms in the garden, which reflects each other, like a fairyland.

Chen Changfeng cautiously stepped on the petals blown down by the spring breeze, walked in, couldn't bear to disturb the one, sat on the swing under the peach blossom tree opposite the peach pavilion and pondered, like a stunning beauty wrapped in peach blossoms between heaven and earth.

He walked to the Wangtao Pavilion and sat down, quietly watching the sorrow on her face. He thought about the smile on her face, and he missed it very much. He thought that if he could, he hoped that the heavens would return to her the innocence that belonged to her.

A slight gust of wind blew, and from time to time mischievous petals fell on her. Chen Changfeng took off his gorgeous brocade coat, walked over, and draped it over her shoulders.

She looked up at him, tears rolling in her eyes, and she didn't say anything, just she hugged him.

"Wife, don't think so much, there is me," he caressed her thin but painful shoulder.

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry," she muttered.

"Little fool," he smiled in dismay, and then continued, "Trust me"

She looked up at him, tears on her face, nodded thoughtfully, and shook her head quickly.

seems to instantly understand his idea of "exchanging his family for the country, and using one family for one enemy and one country" to avenge her. Her family was ruined, and she didn't want to bother him anymore. If the Xijing Imperial Court knew her identity, it would affect his family.

What she didn't know was that all the plans of his Chen family over the years, as well as the oath he once made: "Whoever takes away your smile, Lao Tzu will let whoever cry and return it"

He gently wiped the tears from the corners of her eyes and smiled. Whispered:

"I have a sword from the sky!"

"Who is here?"

"For You"

She looked at him dumbfoundedly, then smiled and nodded. Although he knew that he was saying unrealistic words, it was just to make her happy.

What she didn't know was that he was already invincible in the world!

Two hearts beat happily.

"Wife," he called her gently.

"Hmm," she replied shyly.

Her little face, greeted by the spring breeze, is like a peach blossom.

"Come," he said softly.

The peach blossom petals that fell to the ground all over the courtyard seemed to have life, neatly lined up and gathered together, changing into a huge heart-shaped pattern, slowly rising, and flush with the roof of the peach blossom courtyard.

She was dumbfounded.

"Hold on," he said mischievously to her.

Without waiting for her to answer, he hugged her and leaped forward.

On top of the huge heart pattern, she snuggled into his arms.

He said softly: "As long as you want, I will pluck the stars for you"

She nodded again, writing happiness on her face.

She had forgotten how long she had been, and she hadn't been as good as she was now. Now I just want to be by his side and accompany him to see the stars and the moon!

"Thank you, I'm so happy," she whispered in his arms.

"Little fool," he said, pinching the bridge of his nose slightly.

All the words woven into words have not been able to describe the beauty of this time, and he (she) is enough!