Countless fireflies are flying.

Under the bright moon.

It's the scattered light that fills the sky.

A warm breeze blew by, curling up a strand of black hair.

Roses blend with ice and snow.

Yingqian raised her head and saw Michael's smiling brown eyes.

He stretched out his hand to Yingqian and called her softly:

"Ying Qian."

Somewhere in Yingqian's heart, there was a sweet warmth.

Like a sudden hurricane.

It made her feel helpless.

For a moment, I didn't know what to do.

"Yingqian, go quickly! Michael is waiting for you."

It was the green dwarf who saw Ying Qian in a daze and quietly reminded him.

Only then did Yingqian come to his senses.

She responded.

Slowly walked towards Michael.

It's only a few steps away.

Countless pictures appeared in Ying Qian's mind.

From the golden birdcage to the dried flowers.

A collar fastened around the neck, and a simple ring made of conch.

She is still not sure what she likes.

Yingqian only knows.

If you leave here.

Michael will never be seen again.

Then don't have any regrets.

this wedding.

It was the only thing that she, a heartless, short-lived selfish ghost, could give Michael.

It was also a mistake that she once owed some people, but could never make up for.

Ying Qian sighed.

She is really terrible.

But there is no way.

Who let her...

He's just a heartless bad guy.

distance between each other.

Getting closer.

Yingqian finally held Michael's hand.

"My queen..."

Michael sighed.

He retracted his arms and held Ying Qian in his arms.

Smell the scent of roses on her body.

He said softly:

"I'm finally with you."

Michael's voice had an imperceptible tremor.

But in just a few words.

But it hides extremely complex emotions.

Yingqian leaned on his shoulder and also smiled.

"Well, my little king."

This is an extremely simple wedding.

There are no glorious churches.

There are no priests with white beards and hair.

Not even guests.

No blessing.

There were only a few dwarfs around.

He had a gloomy face, and his expression was like that of Edward attending a funeral.

This is a wedding that only belongs to Yingqian and Michael.

Michael took Yingqian's hand and placed the ring set with rubies in front of her ring finger.

Brown pupils were shining with hope.

He took a deep breath nervously.

Then ask:

"Yingqian, will you marry me?"

Yingqian looked at Michael for a while.

But he smiled.

She said:

"Why wouldn't I want to? My highness."

This moment.

Michael seemed to see that his whole world was glowing with rose-colored light in an instant.

his existence.

his meaning.

It's all in Yingqian's words.

Became extremely real.

"Although our wedding was only held secretly and we can't tell everyone about it later, but..."

Yingqian also felt that this statement made Michael look like the queen's underground lover.

She stuck out her tongue in embarrassment and took the initiative to put her finger into the ring handed over by Michael.

Then he murmured:

"However, I swear to you that you will always be the person I care about most in this world."

Michael was stunned.

He seemed to want to say something.

But Yingqian took the initiative to step forward and put her bright red lips on her lips.

"My little prince, I will be by your side until death do us part."

It was a gentle kiss that was slightly cool and smelled of roses.

Like a gust of wind.

Before Michael could reach out to hold it, it had already floated away from his palm.

He looked into Ying's smiling eyes.

It seems that he noticed something.

Michael sighed and a smile appeared on his lips.

Then he knelt down on one knee, held Yingqian's hand, and the words coming out of his thin lips were as pious as an oath.

"I swear to the sun, moon and stars that I will marry Ms. Yingqian as my wife. I will always love her, cherish her, take care of her, and protect her. She will be my faith, my god, and the direction of my heart's longing."
To be continued...