They can finally grow old together...

She no longer has to worry that when she turns gray-haired, he will still be charming.

It feels so good...

Suddenly I remembered a song, I want to grow old slowly with you.

The lyrics say that the most romantic thing I can think of is to grow old slowly with you.

She wanted to say that the happiest thing she could think of was to grow old together with him.

Every day from now on, I will have him by my side.

Don't do anything, don't say anything, as long as you can see, feel, touch... that is a deep happiness.

What is the definition of happiness? Maybe everyone’s answer is different.

Everyone has his own way of interpreting happiness.

Yun Xiaoxiao's happiness is that she can be with the man holding her every day from now on. As long as she thinks about it, she will feel very happy.

Holding my son's hand and growing old together, it turns out...that's it...

"Xiang'er... God is so good to me..."

It's really good... to have her by my side so quickly...

She didn't say anything. She didn't know what to call him.

Should I call him Mo? Or Prince? Or Chu Yueran?

As if he saw her doubts, he wrapped her little hand in his broad and warm palm, and said softly, "Call me Mo, okay?"

"street..."

The sound of "mo" contains how much she misses and how much affection she has.

He hugged her tightly, kissed her little by little, and said with a hint of satisfaction in his gentle voice, "Xiang'er...my Xiang'er..."

Under the moon, the two figures were entangled together.

They kissed tenderly and lingeringly, which made the crescent moon beside the clouds blush and hide in the clouds.

The chirping of insects, the cool breeze carrying the fragrance of flowers and plants, and the faint sound of lotus flowers on his body made her sink deeply into an abyss called happiness, and she kept sinking like that, never wanting to get up.

The next day, Xue Mo went to the palace and took Lian Xiang into the palace with him.
Chapter completed!