The Emperor of the Immortal Realm

"Rou'er, let this snowfield witness, marry me!" Yan Chuan said softly, holding Zhen Rou's hands.

"Huh?" Zhen Rou covered her mouth and looked at Yan Chuan in surprise and surprise.

"Okay?" Yan Chuan stared at Zhen Rou.

Biting her lip, Zhen Rou pretended to be calm and said: "You, you didn't give me anything! Want to marry me?"

"what do you want?"

"Flowers, at least a bunch of flowers! Have you forgotten? Everyone else is like this!" Zhen Rou's voice trembled.

"Do you like roses?"

"Ok!"

Sprinkle……………………

There seemed to be soft noises from all around, bursts of fragrant fragrance, and a blue rose petal fell from the sky and landed on Zhen Rou's face.

"Blue rose?" Zhen Rou asked in surprise.

Turning around, the vast snowfield disappeared. All disappeared in an instant.

The snowy field has become a grassland, no, a flower field filled with flowers.

In all directions, red roses, white roses, pink roses, purple roses, blue roses, clusters and clusters, stretch endlessly, at a glance, you can't see the edge of the flower.

Can't see the head at a glance. It seemed to be in a sea of ​​flowers in an instant.

"Huh?" Zhen Rou looked at a prairie rose in surprise.

In the sky, there are more than a hundred clouds at this moment, and the clouds are all made up of petals. It keeps falling down.

There are all the roses that Zhen Rou likes.

"Ah, why? Why so many? Why so many!" Zhen Rou exclaimed.

"The roses of a country are all here!" Yan Chuan smiled.

"All?"

"This is the blessing of the whole people, I wish our feelings, such a floral fragrance, strong and permanent, and fragrant forever!" Yan Chuan said softly.

"Marry me!" Yan Chuan said affectionately.

The white-clothed woman who used his heartbeat changed her expression as if she was on the scene.

marry me?

It was as if Yan Chuan asked himself.

"How could this happen, I...!" The face of the woman in white was complicated.

"Miss, what's the matter with you?" The maid asked in surprise.

"I'm fine!" The woman in white said with an ugly face.

I have never seen it before, using "Hexintong" from the perspective of a third party, but at this moment, the woman in white has a kind of role as Zhen Rou.

"Is it because they look the same?" The woman in white frowned.

When the flowers fell, all the roses of a country gathered, covering the entire grassland like snowflakes.

The world is full of flowers.

Until the sky gradually darkened.

Yan Chuan and Zhen Rou slowly sat together.

Roses are everywhere, but when it gets dark, the roses are gradually invisible.

"call!"

In the sea of ​​roses, a wide candle suddenly appeared, and a bunch of flames lit the candle. Illuminated a small cluster of petals.

"Huh!" "Huh!"………………

There were more and more candles, and in the blink of an eye, the entire grassland was covered. Sitting on a small hill, watching in all directions, countless flames, like stars in the sky, added a coquettish beauty in the night.

Picking up a candle next to her, Zhen Rou's eyes were slightly blurred.

"What is this blessing?"

"Candles are our lives, and flames are our feelings. This is to bless our feelings to be bright and hot until the end of life and the candles are exhausted. In this life, I will take good care of this flame and never let it go out!" Yan Chuanrou Soundtrack.

"Really good!" Zhen Rou slowly leaned in Yan Chuan's arms.

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