"Your Highness, in fact, in your heart, you suspect that Ye Chong is Linglong, and that Feng Chenran is Prince You, right?"

"No, I'm sure Ye Chong is Linglong, and Feng Chenran... He is not Brother Wang. Not to mention his appearance, if he is Brother Wang, what reason does he have to pretend not to know all of us?"

"Ye Chong disappeared and was taken away by that person..."

"!!!"

"Your Highness, wait, Ye Tong is safe! If we are not sure if Feng Chenran is the Prince You, why not give it a try?"

"How to try?"

"Tell him the truth! Tell him the truth from a thousand years ago!"

While Shi Wuhen was still shocked, Wan'er had already recovered his expression and turned to look at Feng Chenran with a deep look, "Sir, this place was the favorite place for Prince You, the Second Prince, and Fairy Linglong." At that time, Wan'er was still very young, so she could only watch them play secretly. Despite this, she was still very happy.

Feng Chenran's expression did not fluctuate, he just stared at her and waited for her next sentence.

However, afterwards, Wan Er did not say anything more. Instead, she took a few steps, stood on the side of the open air, raised her hand and swung her hand, and a transparent fairy mirror appeared in the air. There was a story that originated from a thousand years ago and was happening in the mirror...

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Ye Chong's body leaned against a large purple petal. The petals were very big, as big as a desk, so when he sat on it, it was not narrow, but very spacious.

Sitting on it, looking down, the whole area was filled with poppy-like flowers that she had unknown, with endless purple at a glance, and there were still stars in the air scattering in the sky, romantic and gorgeous. Ye Chong was fascinated by the sight, and he did not notice the person sitting next to her. Until the petals swayed slightly, Ye Chong turned his head inadvertently, but he was shocked but did not dare to move.

“Is this beautiful here?”

She looked into the distance with empty eyes and nodded blankly.

He bent his lips in satisfaction.

Of course it was beautiful. When she brought her here for the first time, she also told herself that this was the most beautiful place she had ever seen.

However, no matter how beautiful the scenery is, how can you compare to the lovely people in front of you?

Her ruthless eyes always fell on her, and suddenly, she spoke in a nice voice: "Xiaoye, let me tell you a story."

Ye Chong stumbled "Yeah".

"It's about Linglong."

Ye Chong raised his head and looked at him. I don’t know why Ye Chong always felt that when he mentioned the word “Linglong”, his ruthless eyes would always become particularly soft, just like the fine and warm moonlight that fell through the petals of the flower branches.

This made Ye Chong ask involuntarily, "Do you love her very much?"

He nodded, feeling that it was not enough, and continued to add, "It's deep love."

At that moment, Ye Chong realized the opposite side of the ruthlessness that Liu Shuo and the others said.

Tenderness, deep affection.

The breeze was cool, causing the branches to shake, and the shattered light also shaking in front of her eyes. Ye Chong looked at the brilliance moving in front of her eyes, listened to the affectionate voice, and told her that story...

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Chapter completed!