Xingtie: After my death, Liuying will understand love

"Are you going to abandon me?"

"Xuan'er..."

An Ming's eyes showed tenderness, hugged Fu Xuan and murmured: "I just think of the day when grandma passed away. One day, I will also reach the end of my life."

"And at that time, you will still be the Taibu of Luofu, and there will be a brighter future."

An Ming couldn't bear to become a shackle that bound Fu Xuan. She should go to a wider world. As the youngest Taibu of Luofu, she led the immortal boat to continue moving forward.

"I have never coveted the position of Taibu!" Fu Xuan blinked her beautiful eyes, which were full of sadness and pain. "If there is a day when your life comes to an end, I am willing to go with you."

"Senior sister!"

"Don't say such things," An Ming interrupted Fu Xuan's words with some heartache, "I have witnessed death with my own eyes, and it is as sad as snow."

What is the feeling of death? An Ming has experienced it once personally, and no one understands the pain of that moment better than him.

"Then propose to me!"

Fu Xuan's cheek was almost touching An Ming's, and she stared at him without blinking, wanting to get that answer.

Could time block the love between them?

Just like this, would she forget everything about the thirty years she spent with An Ming?

Thirty years is indeed a short moment for the people of Xianzhou, but for Fu Xuan, it is the most precious memory.

"Senior sister."

"Who am I in your eyes?"

"..."

Fu Xuan stretched out his hands and held An Ming's cheeks, saying softly: "I am the junior brother who I promised to take good care of my master, the relative who promised me at my grandmother's grave, and the only lover I have ever fallen in love with."

Junior brother, younger brother, lover.

Over the years, Fu Xuan sometimes sighed at the wonder of fate. Who would have thought that the four-year-old boy he met in Jingtian Courtyard would be the lover who would accompany him for life in the future.

"Xuan'er," An Ming gently held Fu Xuan's rosy lips, and the two of them passionately demanded each other's love.

After a long time, their lips parted.

"Is this really fair to you?"

"There is no such thing as fairness, only worth or not," Fu Xuan gently pressed An Ming's lips with his index finger, and said with a smile: "I think it's worth it, what about you?"

It was difficult for An Ming to express the emotion in his heart at this moment, and all he could do was to express his love for Fu Xuan.

[At the age of 31, you and Fu Xuan chose the date for your wedding together. It was the time when peach blossoms were in full bloom in early spring. Although no one was invited, several gifts were received.]

The courtyard was decorated with lights and festive red ribbons and lanterns.

Fu Xuan did not intend to be too ostentatious, he just wanted to hold a wedding with An Ming for only the two of them, otherwise, if it was a big wedding, I'm afraid the whole Yuque would be a sensation, not to mention the movement of the Fu family.

As long as he could be with An Ming, the rest was not important.

"General Jingyuan, General Yaoguang, Qingque...wait, why did Qingque know!" Fu Xuan took out a set of bamboo Emperor Huan Qiongyu from the gift box and fell into a long silence.

An Ming found an unexpected gift from it. Although the gift was not signed, he could still guess the owner of the gift.

"Aini..."

An Ming never heard from Aini after that, and just hoped that she could be happy.

"Husband~ Are you thinking about another woman again?" Fu Xuan suddenly poked out half of her cute little face from behind and teased in a joking voice.

"No, just a friend."

An Ming naturally knew that Fu Xuan was not really angry. If his wife was really angry, she would have kicked him to the grass.

"The auspicious time has not arrived yet, get ready and change clothes."

Fu Xuan's eyes were filled with happiness that could not be hidden. This day was a good day after she had calculated it. The weather temperature and even the breeze were the best time.

This is the most important day. No matter what the future holds, she will have An Ming.

Fu Xuan is the type who will not change her mind once she has made up her mind. Fate tells her a miserable future, but she insists on pursuing her own happiness.

In the bedroom, Fu Xuan stared at the girl in the mirror and gently took off her clothes. The phoenix crown and bridal robe that had been prepared long ago were neatly stacked on the bed beside her.

She reached out and touched herself in the mirror.

Will she regret it?

Maybe.

But if she doesn't do this, she will definitely regret it.

As a short-lived species, An Ming's remaining time is just a short moment for Fu Xuan. The happier he is now, the more painful he will be in the future.

Fu Xuan knows it all.

As Luofu Taibu, who can see through the past, present and future, how could she not know it?

Just like that first kiss.

An Ming on the other side was also nervous. It was indeed not visible on his face, and it was just him.At the wedding with Fu Xuan, her heart was still beating violently.

How could she not be nervous and excited?

From the first senior sister to the wife now, they have been together all the way and have long been accustomed to each other's existence. They are soul mates who are closer than lovers.

Originally, An Ming wanted to wear clothes matching the phoenix crown and bridal robe, but under Fu Xuan's strong request, she changed into the Yunqi Xiaowei uniform with the jade sign of the sword head hanging on her waist.

Although he was only a candidate, Yao Guang still gave him the jade sign of the sword head, saying that our Yuque didn't have a jade sign specifically for candidates, and when you succeed in the challenge, you can just take it from An Ming, it's so convenient.

What Fu Xuan wanted to tell An Ming was that since no one recognized you as the sword head, she would marry the Yuque sword head that was not recognized by everyone and did not exist.

Outside the door of the house hung a bright red silk, which naturally fell to the carpet, and a big "囍" character was posted in the middle.

The sound of firecrackers rang out outside the courtyard, and the door was gently pushed open. Fu Xuan's head was covered with a light red gauze, revealing only his lips dyed with cinnabar red.

Although he could not see the beautiful eyes, An Ming seemed to see that Fu Xuan's eyes were shining as if smiling, and even the footsteps were full of happiness.

The elegant sound of the flute came from outside the courtyard. In the bamboo forest, Hua raised his head slightly, and the ink flute moved away from his lips.

"An Ming."

"This is your story."

Hua whispered softly. Some things were not that she didn't want to go, but that she couldn't.

Some things have destined people, and changing the trajectory is against the will of heaven.

The will of heaven is like a script. Unauthorized changes will cause irreversible changes.

"Just like fate, isn't it."

Hua smiled slightly, put the bamboo flute into his waist, hummed the ancient tune of Xianzhou, and sent the most sincere blessings to the newlyweds.