Wearing a red dress, walking on the moon, flying with a sword, it is unforgettable for this life.

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Is she Mu Liusu?

This question emerged from the moment she stood in front of him in a stunning red dress and stepped on the giant sword Blood Moon, and reached out her hand.

As far as he knows, Mu Liusu, the eldest daughter of the Mu family in Lingnan, is just an ordinary lady from a wealthy family and has no connection with Maoshan and Kunlun. How could she have these things?

However, no matter whether she is Mu Liusu or others, he only knows one thing-

She was the first woman who made him so moved that she wanted to stay together for life.

So, after she asked: "Bo Shaozheng, do you... believe me?"

He replied: "Believe in you more than believe in myself."

I love you better than the wind and rain in the world, better than the stars, sun and moon in the sky, and more than love myself.

I am willing to hand over my life to you.

Even if you fired a shot at me, I would rather believe that the gun was gone, rather than killing me.

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The world of ancient paintings is full of illusions.

One day in the illusion, ten years on earth.

When we came out again, the world was not as changeable as ever, but it had been steadily steadily for twenty years.

Twenty years are enough to make everyone forget. Mu Liusu was once the wife of the eldest son of the coach's mansion, and Bo Shaozheng was once the most ruthless young marshal in the North City.

It seems that all the problems that once were solved easily-

He could finally tell his father without any scruples:

"This woman, I once welcomed Bo Xizhi into the Bo family, and now - I want to marry her."

Bo Xiao, who has experienced the pain of losing his son and has been regained after mistakes, has not been stopped.

But to the outside world, he is no longer Bo Shaozheng, but Bo Xiao's newly recognized adopted son.

Because twenty years have passed, their faces have not yet grown old with time, and they still remain in the vividness of the moment when they entered ancient paintings twenty years ago. Even if they told the world that they were Bo Shaozheng and Mu Liusu, no one would believe it.

Simply throw away my previous identity completely.

She was no longer Mu Liusu, but the adopted daughter of the two elders of the Mu family in Lingnan, and changed the last word of the name to "Fang".

Mu Liufang.

Whether it was Mu Liusu who used to be or Mu Liufang who is now, he finally married her into the family openly-

Just like the repetition of fate, the moment when I got off the sedan chair, the bright and bright red veil fell again...

At that moment, he remembered a beautiful word that came to his heart when he first saw her many years ago:

Your beautiful face is like a red lotus, blooming and falling on my heart.

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