She's going to be a sect boss

He saw the woman's eyes were like cold stars, full of stubbornness.

How similar are those eyes.

Seeing her again, she was actually fighting such a terrifying monster. She was still doing something as she did when she first saw her 15 years ago.

He was ecstatic in his heart, and brought a little softness that he didn't realize, and just stared at her intently.

He wanted to imprint the current her deeply in his mind.

However, she seems to have developed a temper over the years.She coldly opened her mouth and angrily said: "Why don't you go in soon?"

He was obedient, but he never took a step away from her.

He has wasted so many years, and he doesn't want to waste any more time.

When the monster left, he took a step forward and asked tentatively, "Are you He Miao?"

He was afraid that he would admit the wrong person, and end up being happy in vain.

In the end, she just glanced at him lightly, her eyes full of strangeness: "Who are you?"

His temples were bulging with anger, but no matter how threatening he was, she didn't recognize him.

She even said: "Her name is He Qing."

She even used a false name to deceive him before, he really wanted to throw her directly into the river to feed the fish.

He thought so, and ordered the soldiers to do so.

He didn't really want to throw her into the river, he just wanted to force her to remember him.

All these years, he has been thinking about her.This kind of longing did not fade with time, the longing was like summer weeds, growing wildly in his heart day by day.

He was afraid that she would completely forget him.

Otherwise, for so many years, wouldn't his thoughts and love become a joke.

Suddenly, she fainted on the deck.

No one knew that his blood was almost frozen at that moment, he stepped forward in a panic and hugged her, he was afraid that she would die.

He asked his subordinates to go find the doctor, while he hugged her himself. The person in his arms was unbelievably soft. A woman's unique fragrance lingered constantly at the tip of his nose, making his heart tremble.

Fifteen years ago, he was just a young boy, and she was just a pretty girl.

Now, he is a tall and slender young man, and she is a beautiful woman.

They meet again in their best years.

This time, he must not let go.

She, a heartless woman, forgot him so easily.

But because of her cold air entering his body, he didn't think about eating or drinking. Seeing that her whole body was cold, he hugged her into his arms to keep her warm.

He pressed his forehead against her cold forehead and warned her: "Don't forget me this time."

He hastily asked his servants to boil the medicine, even though he had never served anyone before, but he wanted to feed her medicine, her jaw was stuck and her clothes were wet.

He almost remembered every detail, every bit of being with her.

Until she opened her eyes and said, "Long time no see, Lu Jiuyu."

She finally remembered him.

She also called him "Master Lu" in a strange way, she really knew how to get angry with him.

He was itchy with anger, but full of joy.He liked being with her, and felt that his whole being had come alive.

He talked about his experiences over the years, but he didn't mention how hard he had been looking for her all these years.

But she didn't talk about her experience, only said that she was going to escort the old emperor back to Beijing.

He asked: "What about after returning to Beijing?" He wanted to know if he was in her future.

Even if she didn't before, she should reconsider after seeing him this time.

He turned to her, and she was silent.

No, nothing, and his heart sank to the bottom.

The subordinate urged him to eat, and she also urged him.He remembered the breakfast they had sat down together and wanted to take her with him.

She proudly said, "Please, I'm an immortal cultivator, so I don't need to eat."

He finally couldn't help it, and his face changed.This was the first time he realized that there was a big gap between them.

When we first met, she was just a pretty girl who was so hungry that she devoured her meals.

In the past 15 years, she has become a cultivator of immortals, with a full body of cultivation, she can repel monsters, and she doesn't need to eat the whole grains of the world.

Then, would she be willing to marry him as his wife and be a mortal official wife?
He couldn't think about it.

He left in the name of eating, he had to figure it out.

He doesn't know what to eat, and he doesn't know anything about what she has experienced in these years.

A ship that has already set sail and intends to ride the wind and waves, and is used to strong winds and waves, will it be willing to stay at the ferry forever for him?
He couldn't make up his mind.

Seeing the sky getting dark, he finally made up his mind.He said that this time, he will not let go.He has to fight for himself once.

Life is too short to enjoy yourself in time.

He knew that he had some kind of good looks. Over the years, many ladies from the official family expressed their affection to him, but he dismissed them.

In the dim cabin, he held a candle and came to her in a loose robe.

They are no longer ignorant boys and girls, what his actions mean, he thinks, she also understands.

He was already unrestrained, and although he was a minister of the Ministry of Rites, he regarded the worldly etiquette as nothing.

Both of his parents are dead now, and she is probably also an orphan, Gaotang is not around, the world is above, his sincerity can be learned from the sun and the moon.

As long as she is willing, tonight is their wedding night.

He wasted all these years in vain, and he didn't want to wait any longer.

In the flickering candlelight, she sat there quietly, so beautiful that people couldn't look directly at her.She was even a little more beautiful than he had imagined.

Without the slightest hesitation, he leaned over and kissed her tentatively.

She didn't know that from the day she left, he missed her for 15 years, five thousand days and nights.

He wants to have a new story with her.

She ducked back almost subconsciously, her lips were as soft and sweet as he imagined.

He is not a prodigal son, he is not close to women, he lives like an ascetic.But at this moment, he had been looking forward to it for many years, so he chased after her and bit her lip.

He said that this time, he wanted to keep her.

He heard her begging in a low voice; "No, please~"

There was a sense of aggrieved pity and softness in his voice, and he felt a place in his heart sinking softly.

He knew that most women were shy, and they could be regarded as having sex without a matchmaker now.

As long as she doesn't resist, he will regard her as acquiescence.

In the future, he will "three teas and six rituals", carry a big sedan chair eight times, and the Ming matchmaker is marrying to make up for her.

In the cabin, the candle was also extinguished with the wind, only them.

With her lips and teeth lingering, she still pushed him back a bit, and only said in a trembling voice: "Don't"

He asked inexplicably: "Why, you don't like it?" If she didn't like it, he wouldn't continue.

He said that he was not a prodigal or a womanizer.

He stared at her intently, afraid that she would say something he didn't like.

It was dark and silent all around, there was not even a clear moon tonight, only the river was flowing slowly, and the breeze was blowing slowly.

From the dark moon, he saw her eyes like cold stars. In the eyes, there was a smile, and something poked him.