Wind tilted his eyes wide in disbelief and forgot to breathe.

Unknown sea of white flowers, palaces, cloisters......

This scene is so familiar......

The images in the dream slowly overlapped with the scene in front of them......

It's just that the man in white who strokes the piano under the porch is missing.

The man in white?the man in white......

Feng Qianyan turned around suddenly, and Xiao Yuchen, who was dressed in white, was looking over with a faint smile. couldn't help but shrink his pupils, and he was shocked: It's him?!

Immediately, his eyes changed: No, no, although he had never seen the appearance of the man in white clearly, but this figure was not right, and the man in white was obviously much taller. Moreover, it was just his own dream, how could Xiao Yuchen know?!

But...... Xiao Yuchen is only fourteen years old, and he is still in the shape of a teenager......

Is all this just a coincidence? But it is too much of a coincidence!

Looking at the intricate expression on Feng Tianyan's face, a different color flashed in Xiao Yuchen's starry eyes: Do you really remember......

After lowering his eyes and being silent for a moment, the turbulent waves in his heart gradually subsided. Feng Tianyan took a few deep breaths, settled down, raised his eyes to look at Xiao Yuchen, and his expression was condensed: "You, who the hell is it?"

Xiao Yuchen smiled lightly at the corner of his lips, stared at the wind, and replied aloud word by word: "The sixth prince of Donglin Kingdom, King Chen, Xiao Yuchen." ”

Feng Tianyan stared at Xiao Yuchen's starry eyes tightly, as if he wanted to see something, but he didn't even find a trace of flaw in his expression. Even if he knew that he was probably not the real Sixth Prince, he was not even from this Cloud Spirit Continent.

"What else?" Feng Qianyan raised his eyebrows.

"The owner of the Star Tower. Xiao Yuchen deliberately lowered his voice.

"Is there anything else?" Feng Qianyan continued to ask persistently, with a trace of expectation in his heart, Xiao Yuchen could reveal some of the mysterious identities he suspected.

"Yes—" Xiao Yuchen smiled meaningfully.

Feng Qianyan hurriedly asked, "What else?"

Who knows, Xiao Yuchen slowly opened his mouth without hurrying: "The fiancé who is windy." ”

"You!" Feng Qiyan didn't expect Xiao Yuchen to say such a sentence, and in a hurry, he slapped it with a palm.

Xiao Yuchen stood calmly in place, not dodging or dodging, the moment the palm of the wind touched his chest, his hand was raised, his two fingers pinched his delicate wrist, lowered his eyes and laughed: "What, you want to murder your husband again?"

Feng Qianyan withdrew his arm, flicked his wrist in annoyance, and asked, "Who designed this yard?"

"This king. Don't you like Yan Yan?"

Feng Qianyan turned around, faced the sea of white flowers, raised his little finger and pointed: "What kind of flowers are these?

Xiao Yuchen took a few steps forward, stood side by side with Feng Tianyan, and explained, "This flower is called Xue Yan, and it originally grew in the Nine Heavenly Domains. After flowering, it needs to absorb a large amount of aura all the way to maintain its undefeated bloom. And this Yunling Continent's aura is thin, so it is rare to see. ”

"Then here—" Feng looked at the snow face in the garden in bewilderment.

"I just buried some spiritual essence in the soil. ”

"You buried the hard-to-buy spiritual essence in the soil, just to plant these flowers?!" the corners of Feng Qianyan's lips twitched slightly.

"It's just a few dozen pieces of spiritual essence, for the sake of Yan Yan, it's worth it. Xiao Yuchen said lightly and didn't care, as if there was cabbage buried underneath.