Crisis has always been lurking under the surface and cannot be seen easily. She should have known this long ago. She obviously came from that time of crisis, so how could she forget this?

He Yuan had sent He Xun away, and she couldn't help but blush again when she thought of the interaction between the two of them. He Xun asked someone to come to find her and gave her a bunch of flowers he had picked. It was just some wild flowers, but pink, white, red and yellow mixed together, and there was a kind of indescribable beauty. Maybe she knew in her heart that it might not be the flowers that made her happy, but the people in front of her, but she didn't dare to admit it.

Although they have already confirmed their relationship, she still vaguely hopes that everything can be slower and love is never in a hurry. So she just hid her face in the flowers, and then said to him noddedly: "How did you think of giving me flowers? Where did you pick them?"

It was obviously the first time He Xun did this kind of thing. The handsome handsome man unnaturally floated a few blushings. He unnaturally grabbed his hair and said to He Yuan: "It was when patrolling outside the city that the flowers beside the city wall were very beautiful and suitable for you, so he picked a few of them and came back."

Did he just pick a few of them? He Yuan felt a little disappointed, but she also understood that He Xun was a stubborn and shy man, and she couldn't force him too much. So she smiled at He Xun, showed her most ostentatious smile and said to him: "Thank you, I like it very much." After saying that, she felt that what she said was too mediocre and couldn't help but blame herself.

Just when she was blaming herself in her heart, she saw He Xun step forward, and the blush on her face became bigger and bigger, and she said to her: "Can you hug her?" He Yuan raised her head in surprise and faced his bright eyes. There had never been such a glory in his eyes. When she saw the light in his eyes, her heart couldn't help but beating faster, and she vented her words unconsciously: "Okay..."

Before she could finish her words, He Xun hugged her, and the hot temperature of her chest reached her without warning. Her face suddenly turned red, and the temperature on her face kept heating up. I don’t know if it was because of shyness or the temperature of his chest. They hugged each other tightly and said nothing, but the ambiguous atmosphere in the air was still warming up.

He Yuan was nestled in his arms, his mind was blank and he couldn't think of anything. He Xun whispered to her: "He Yuan, when will we get married?" He Yuan was full of questions when he heard He Xun's question. She was extremely cramped in his arms and said with a stuttering voice: "Ah...ah? So fast?" He Xun let go of her, looked at her beautiful little face and said: "What's wrong? Didn't you agree before? Are you unwilling again?"

He Yuan shook his head quickly: "No, I just haven't reacted yet. Do you really have to make a decision so quickly?" He Xun paused, and said as if he was a little confused about the question: "What's the quick or not? Haven't we decided on this matter?"

He Yuan was very unfamiliar with He Xun's speed. She hesitated and said, "But we haven't told our parents about this. Would it be too abrupt to do so?" He Xun thought carefully and found that something was indeed reasonable. He said to He Yuan: "You are right. I haven't told my father yet, and I haven't even prepared a dowry." As soon as he finished saying this, He Yuan flew into his arms and said, "Wait for me, I will definitely let you get married in a grand manner, just like the prince's wedding."

He Xun suddenly lost his ability to think because of He Yuan's words, and he stammered at her, "Come on, what are you talking about here?" Although that was the case, his strength to hug He Yuan was getting heavier and heavier. He Xun rubbed her head a few times reluctantly, and then sighed: "I will go back to do these things now, and I must let you get married smoothly with me."

The two separated for a long time, but He Yuan still had not come back to her senses from the joy she had just made. Is happiness one day even more accessible? She stood by the window holding the bouquet of flowers alone, and had not spoken for a long time. Yes, when a person has not tasted the taste of happiness for too long, any kind of thing similar to happiness will make her subconsciously stay away. She will think how could she encounter happiness? Could it be another trap that disguised in the name of happiness that made her jump?

Her happiness was indeed not fake, but it was not so smooth. Just as she gradually relaxed her vigilance and thought that this was really just a gift from God to her, she met Master Xuanji. Until now, she could not make a conclusion on whether the news that Master Xuanji brought to her was good or bad. She just regretted it, and she couldn't even explain what she regretted clearly.

That morning, she got up early and went to Baohua Temple with Kong Yu and his daughter to burn incense. After half of the time, a monk suddenly came forward and handed her a sticky card to tell her that she was the pilgrim selected by Master Xuanji today and could draw a lottery for Master Xuanji to unpack. She didn't understand what this meant, and when she looked at Bixiao with some confusion, she only saw her excited eyes.

She walked over with her ear in confusion, and heard Bixiao's unconcealed excitement in her ears infinitely: "Miss, we have really won the grand prize! Master Xuanji's chance to sign a sign is rare. Many noble people paid a fortune to ask Master Xuanji to sign a sign, but he refused them one by one, saying that they only agreed to sign a sign for those who are destined to do it."

While listening to Bixiao's words, He Yuan looked at the expressions of Kong Yu and his daughter. It seemed that what Bixiao said was indeed true. Kong Yu and his daughter were about to turn angry at this moment, and their eyes were staring at her angrily, as if they were about to burst out from it. He Yuan did not doubt at all that if their eyes could be concretely visible, she might have been burned to death by their eyes.

Although this was good news, for some reason, He Yuan was not happy at all. She raised a polite smile and said to the little monk: "Thank you, Master Xuanji." The monk expressed his understanding, and then handed the tag in the direction of her. She hesitated for a moment and drew a tag. The words on the bamboo stick were so strange that her blood couldn't help but flow back.

Bi Xiao next to him could no longer help but approached her and kept jumping beside her and said, "What, Miss? What did you draw?" He Yuan held the contents of the bamboo stick in the palm of her hand, and reluctantly smiled at her and said, "Don't look, there is nothing good to watch. The contents of the usual draws are all the contents that you draw, and there is nothing special."

Bixiao sighed, obviously a little disappointed. However, seeing Kong Yu and his daughter who were so jealous that their eyes were red, she regained her vitality and said loudly to He Yuan: "Yes, our lady is so lucky. Every time we draw, they are all lottery tickets. What does it have to do if you look at it? Let's go, let's go to Master Xuanji to explain the lottery."
Chapter completed!