Addicted to Boundlessly Pampering You

Xiaoran, who was not far from the fierce battle, saw this scene. He felt a pain in his heart and quickly solved the killer wrapped around him and flew in the direction of the cliff. On the edge of the cliff, it is the sorrowful and sorrowful, cold eyes, sluggish eyes, desperate posture. Xiao Ran screamed: "Fu Han, Miss!"

"Miss, I, I killed Miss. I shouldn't cut the rope. I shouldn't let the lady stay alone in the carriage. It's my fault. I killed the lady,,,,,, ,,,,,,,"

Furiously whispering, Fu Hanzhen’s mind has reached the edge of collapse. Xiaoran cursed and looked at the bottom of a white cliff, and his eyes flashed a firm look. Miss, you will always be my lady, I must find you, be sure! Even if you die, let you live. . . . . . . . . . . . . . . .

"You are enough! Don't lose your calmness. You are guarding here now. I will go down to find a lady. If you didn't see us coming up before dark, I will inform the Lord immediately."

Angrily low-lying, let Fu Hanxi wake up, Xiaoran did not look at her more, turned and jumped off the cliff.

The ear was the sound of the roaring wind. At that moment, Xiao Ran suddenly smiled. In fact, he can immediately pass the book to the Lord, but he did not do that. Lord, please forgive Xiao Ran for this little selfishness, so that I can do something that I have dreamed for a long time. The prince who appeared like a hero saved the princess who was in danger. I wanted to be a prince to save the princess who gave me my faith. Just once, even if it’s just pretending, even if it’s just imagination. I know that as soon as I turned around, I personally handed the princess back to the real prince, and then pretended to be silent for a while and retired to the end. Because, Xiao Ran, can only be a knight.

The knight who guards the princess by his life is doomed, and he will never get the princess's love. On the poolside, the pure water woman, telling a story about the prince and the princess, about the knight and the guardian, against the fifteen-year-old boy. The bottom of my eyes, but they are all concealed, and I feel bad for the knight.

"So, Xiaoran must be a prince in the future, so that you can stay with your princess!"

In the ear is a woman's cheerful laughter and guidance. The fifteen-year-old boy looked at her and nodded slightly, but her heart was whispering. If there is a prince around the princess, then, can he only be a knight? Then, being a knight who is distressed by the princess is also happy.

Therefore, he has been very diligent, doing the role of his knight, not even letting the princess know the existence of such a knight. In her eyes, Xiao Ran is just a child, a sensible child, a smart child. Then he goes to do what she likes.

Sensitively stepping on a large rock on the cliff, Xiaoran jumped and fell lightly to the ground. Looking at the white of the ground, Xiao Ran suddenly breathed a sigh of relief. Petite woman, quietly on the huge snow tiger, breathing smoothly, apparently because of the shock and excessive sleep. The snow tiger cleverly surrounds the owner with his own, but in his legs, it is stained with bright red.

It is hurt. Smell the stranger's breath, the little cute and angry roaring, but when I saw the people in front of me, I became docile and groaned a few times, like a child who was wronged. Xiaoran stepped forward, comfortably touched his forehead, tore open his clothes, and took out the golden sore medicine that he carried with him to bandage the wound. His movements were careful and meticulous, but his eyes remained on the side of the woman.

"Okay." Pat the little cute head and signal it to peace of mind. Little cute whimpered, rested with confidence and closed. And Xiao Ran, got up, took the woman on the side into his arms, and his trembling hands sold out his excitement and embarrassment at the moment. But still very firm, the woman into the arms. The corner of the mouth evokes a satisfying smile. At that moment, Xiao Ran laughs like a child who has got the world, so simple and happy.

The prince holds the princess tight and they will live a happy life. This moment is the dream he gave himself, and he is not willing to wake up. Even if I knew clearly, the pain that broke into thousands of pieces after I woke up, but still refused to let go, refused to give up, even if only a moment of happiness.

Looking up, I hope that I can't see the clouds in the sky. From the evening, there are still some times. Then, he still has time, so quietly holding her, waiting for her to wake up. In fact, she did not want her to wake up. As long as she opened her eyes, she would no longer be his princess, but only his master. However, her body and safety are always the most important. He should not let her wake up for her own selfishness.

The air at the bottom of the cliff is beyond the imagination. It is so thin on her body that it must be cold. If I thought about it, the young man even hugged the woman in her arms. He was very warm and hugged her, so she could give her warmth. Closing her eyes, the teenager hugged her like this, as if she could, and she was old.

Two horses running fiercely, splashing snowflakes on the snow. The horse did not stop, and rushed to the front of the cliff surrounded by a group of people, only tightened the reins and rushed down the horse. The beautiful and enchanting, cold-blooded man, his face is full of violent anger, and the palm of the hand that opened them hindered them. Under the horrified eyes of the people, they did not hesitate to jump off the cliff.

Everything in the heavens and the earth is not in their eyes. At the bottom of the cliff, the beautiful man has taken the women who belong to them from the arms of the young boy, and his eyes are full of distress and pity. The young man who was numb for a long time sitting, looked at the real prince, and watched the princess wandering under the gaze of the prince, watching them intimately embrace, as if they could no longer allow others to enter. Hang down the eyes and cover the mourning of the flow of eyes. His dream has been broken.

"Xiao Ran, you are doing very well." Looking at the teenager who had already got up and stood silently behind him, Xue Yunge gave an unbridled exaggeration. The silent teenager did not look up, but the low-pitched voice was slowly coming.

"This is the responsibility of the subordinate."

Is his duty, or the fate of his own choice? Except for himself, perhaps no one will understand.

Snowy, royal palace.

The snowy song of the angry face looked at the De Zhao Emperor sitting on the dragon chair with a slight sigh, and his eyes were firm.

"Your Majesty, today, you must give us an account. If it is not for me, the girl will die this time. We promised to help you, but we can't accept the possibility of having a life at any time!"

"This time, it is the fault of the blind shadow guard. It is awkward to fail to protect Miss Xue. However, Xue Gongzi can rest assured that he will not have such a thing in the future! All the elites in Weizhong are only to protect Miss Xue!"

Sincerely apologize, this may be the ultimate limit of an emperor. The snow on the side is not rude, but coldly said: "We have seen the shadow guards in the past, and it is really vulnerable. I am worried that the sisters are more dangerous because they are in danger!"

"You!" De Zhaodi's face could not be hanged. Looking at his expression, did he really regard his own film as a pile of waste? Repressing the anger in his heart, he did not think that the old fox of the left phase got the news so quickly, and sent people to chase. It seems that the spies around him are not so much!

"So, what about Xue Xuezi?"

Looking at it with Xueyunge, they have already discussed it, and the snow is in the month to stay with Gu. And Xiao Ran, go back and help Xue Yunge to solve the problems as soon as possible, and strive to free time as soon as possible. A month later, the Snow God Festival, they are definitely going to participate. Must be kept one by one, can not let her have any accidents.

"In this month, I will accompany my sister in the palace. I believe that your Majesty will not be so impersonal, refuse Snow's proposal?"

"This, okay." De Zhaodi replied that they did not trust him, and they could only blame their own shadow guards for failing to give them confidence. Anyway, as long as they are still in the palace, everything will be easy to handle.

Heaven and earth, triumphant Meiyuan.

The night is deep, and in the courtyard of the most corner of the courtyard, a petite shadow disappears. After a while, it disappeared into the boundless darkness.

Away from the suburbs of the city, a simple hut, like a child, is a childish, but very gloomy words: "Waste! Actually, I found the deity until now! Oh, now the deity is great, what do you want?"

"The owner is forgiving! It is not the subordinates who are not looking for the owner. It is really the owner who can't find it! What's more, the master suddenly becomes this look, subordinate, subordinate,,,,,,,,,, ,,,"

When the words were not finished, there was a scream in the house. Then, it was a childless voice: "The deity most hates the idiots who do not make excuses for themselves!"

Suddenly, several people lying on the ground immediately stunned. The cold moonlight, shining in the red dress in the house, the petite child, the beautiful face, is a small nine hidden in the elegy Meiyuan!

The little child, the expression on his face is gloomy and scary.

"How did the old man suddenly send someone? Even if he can't find me, he won't give up easily. How can there be a trace of news?"

A few of the subordinates are stunned and timid: "These have been busy looking for the owner for the past few days, and have not paid attention to the news over there."

"Waste! I don't want to check it out now! Also, I want the information of the current owner of the elegy Meiyuan in the heavens and the earth. You must find the deity in the future!"

Elegy Meiyuan, it is not the master, the,,,,,, and several people still want to say something, but was a small, gloomy expression, scared to quickly leave the hut. In an instant, in a simple room, only a small ninety-one people were left.

Damn a bunch of idiots, there is no big use at all! It’s been a month, and the dead woman didn’t come to him in the first place, and the two stinky men didn’t appear in front of him. It is clearly hopeful in the middle of the heart, but he always feels something less. This feeling makes him crazy!

This month, his methods have been practiced, but the body can not be restored. He can change his bones and skin, so that the pain that ordinary people can't stand, he can sneak through, then, now, the child's appearance, he can not care. However, he must ask "he". Why is this, "he" does not say that after practicing the bones, is there any abnormality? So, now, why are you still like children?

There are too many doubts in my heart, but now, he can't rush to find "he". However, that day will not be too far.

Leaving the hut, the little red figure disappeared into the night and could not be seen.

Snowy, royal palace.

Looking at the face of the face of the ordinary man's snow, month by month, Gu only frowned, "Brother, I still feel wrong, how do you obviously look so ordinary, those ladies still always look at you every day." ?"

Sure enough, the charm of the brother can not be concealed, those little palace girls, one by one, always secretly watching the figure of the brother to spring, it really makes her heart extremely unhappy! Now she, every day to practice, is the attitude of the gods walking to talk, always let her learn another person, really boring to die. In addition to these, there will be some palace etiquette and the ritual process she must do at the Snow God Festival. Fortunately, the **** sacrifices in the snowy area must cover the face during the festival. Because everything in the **** sacrifice belongs to the snow god, no one can make any derailment of the **** sacrifice except the snow god. However, Gu only began to mourn for this **** offering. He could only stay in a closed house every day, and he could not let others see his traces. Such imprisonment, even prisoners, were more free than him. No wonder, this **** offering will be thinking about running away and putting it into practice. The meaning of Dezhao Emperor that night was obviously to let her replace the position of this **** offering. Hey, he thought that he would rely on him now, will he have this grasp? This time helping him is just in agreement and commitment. If he wants to tear it up, then look at who will be the winner!

With the snow-to-month companionship, one month will soon pass, and Gu has already prepared this ritual. After the ceremony was completed, she planned to go to Chi Yu with her brothers to develop their planned empire. The current snowy area is basically under their control. My brothers even recruited their own army in secret. This is just for the sake of it.

Although the palace is very large, the only one has not gone out. There are still a few days of the Snow God Festival. There is a lot of busyness in the palace. It is probably only she is so leisurely. Sitting on the swing in the courtyard where the snow is made for her every month, Gu only wanders unintentionally.

Together, the scenery outside the wall is looming. Suddenly there was a crisp and pleasant flute in the air. The melody of the melody, first of all a warm joy, gradually went to a low and mourning, and finally, powerless, helpless, and painful. In the end, it is disappointing, as if it is to be put down, but it is a strong struggle, unable to get rid of the entanglement.

Listening and listening, Gu only suddenly fell into tears. I don't know why, this song is so strong that it shocks her heart. Use your hand and look at the look of the piper who is outside the wall. However, the more anxious, the more you can't see anything. In the hand, some internal force was made. Gu only slammed into the air. The swing crossed a large arc in the air. Her hands were in vain, and the whole body fell out of the wall like this!

I can imagine how terrible I am, and I closed my eyes with fear. I really regret my own impulse, I hope that I will not lack arms and legs, otherwise, this festival can be finished.

Did not fall on the icy ground as imagined, but the only one was caught by a lotus-filled aroma. Uneasy to open his eyes, but on the top of a pair of brilliant stars, the black pupil, but like a pool of deep bottomless water, people sink into it. A peerless face that makes the world eclipse, a smile that fades into the breeze, a tilted hair, white as snow.

This person, obviously, is unfamiliar, why is there a faint familiar feeling in his heart? White hair, white hair, white clothes like snow, it was him, that day, he was a man in the snow. Sure enough, like the gods in the sky, it does not belong to this mundane and refined. However, why is he in the palace? Also, is the song just made, is he blowing?

Doubt, revealed in the eyes of Gu. The fairy-like man smiled slightly, and the magnetic sound was a little ridiculous: "How long does the girl have to stay in her arms?"

"Yeah!"

Exclaimed, Gu only reacted to the current situation at the moment, quickly separated from the other's arms, and embarrassed: "Yes, sorry."

"No problem. Why did the girl suddenly appear in my other hospital? It seems that it is still falling from the sky!"

The white man is like a snow, and the long silver hair is silky and incredible. Turning gracefully, the long hair moves with his body, and every move is impeccable and noble.

Rarely blushing, Gu only said: "I heard the flute, I want to see it, and as a result, I fell off the swing."

"Rough work, it is difficult to wait for the elegant, so that the girl laughed." The beautiful white-haired man smiled slightly, as clean as the spring breeze in March, giving a warmth from the bottom of his heart. Gu only eagerly shook his head and argued: "No, you are blowing very well, very nice!"

"Just, after I heard it, I felt so sad. Why do I think that this song is a little familiar?" The only one who whispered to himself, did not find the beautiful man, heard her. After this remark, there was a slight fluctuation in the fundus.

Did not answer, for a time, the air was silent, there seems to be a faint sorrow flowing. Putting the flute in his hand to the mouth, the melody of the melody began to ring again, and Gu listened with only the heart, almost deep into it, and even the corner of his eyes suddenly overflowed with tears, and he was unaware.

However, the tears were seen by the beautiful man. Without stopping the song on the mouth, the beautiful eyes are full of satisfaction and smile. If you can detect my sorrow, then I can bear it if I can't do it.

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