Be Good Chapter 1275: It’s not a dreaming farewell ceremony

The night was dark, Yuan Changhuan sewed a new one with Ye Mingzhu after dinner.

It is still dark red, this color, Yuan Changhuan thinks his brother looks good in it.

After all, Yuan Changqing and Yuan Changhuan are brothers and sisters, their eyebrows and eyes are similar, and the dark red brocade robe will make Yuan Changqing's eyebrows full of heroism, but not too delicate.

After all, looking at it alone, Yuan Changqing's eyebrows and eyes are too delicate.

"Miss, it's time to rest." Yu Duan reminded in a low voice.

This is the second time she reminded me.

"Tomorrow the eldest son will go to court, but you can get up early to sew, and it will hurt your eyes at night."

Yuan Changhuan rubbed his dry eyes, "It's still a little bit worse."

Then she closed her needle, held up her brocade robe, and asked to the light, "What about this one?"

The dark red brocade robe, with the pattern of embroidered silver thread on the satin itself, is shining brightly under the light at this moment.

In addition to the rough embroidery, it is also covered by the exquisiteness of the silk itself.

If you don't look carefully, you can't tell that the embroidery of this brocade robe is so poor.

Yuan Changhuan was very satisfied, "Very good, I can give it to my brother tomorrow."

"Okay, you really should go to bed."

In Yudu's eyes, there is nothing more important than a good rest for Miss.

The light of the night pearl disappears.

The yard is quiet.

At this time, on the outskirts of Pingcheng, where Long Quyuan disappeared in the vortex.

Long Quyuan was dressed in red, sitting cross-legged, and the foggy mirror appeared in front of him, taking Yuan Changhuan's every move into his eyes.

Looking at the dark red robe, he touched his chin with his fingers and muttered to himself, "This brocade robe looks very good, and it fits my aesthetics very well."

He raised his eyebrows slightly, then waved his sleeves.

The mirror instantly turned into pitch black, with little stars.

Four years after Long Quyuan saw it, the star that belonged to Yuan Changhuan was still covered with a layer of mist, indicating that she was still in a deep sleep, but the little star that belonged to Yuan Miao had already disappeared. gradually brighten.

Within a hundred miles of plain, only Long Quyuan sat in mid-air, his body suspended in the air, and the red robe on his body was dragged to the grass, looming and mysterious.

Early next morning.

Yuan Changhuan opened his eyes, the first thing he looked at was not Yuduan, his maid, but the man with amazing appearance from yesterday.

Blinking her peach blossom eyes, the wet mist set off her brows and eyes, "Am I dreaming?"

The soft voice was hoarse and beautiful just after waking up, and it was extremely pleasant.

For the first time, Long Quyuan felt that someone's voice was so pleasant, and his thin red lips curled up slightly, "Yes, you are dreaming."

The slender jade but cool fingers pressed against her eyes.

The curly eyelashes trembled in his palm.

It's like plucking at the heartstrings.

Yuan Changhuan held his wrist, "It's warm, I'm not dreaming."

She thought about what happened yesterday, and then sighed, "Brother Immortal, are you here to say goodbye to me?"

If he doesn't go to the fairy world with Brother Immortal, then he should go back by himself.

Isn't that what is written in the scriptures?

Long Quyuan leaned lazily on the screen beside the bed, his eyes gliding over the dark red brocade robe on the shelf.

Withdrawing his gaze calmly, "If you don't come with me, that's a farewell."

"I'm not leaving with you, I think my brother and the others can't do without me." Yuan Changhuan kept his face straight and raised his little paw, "Brother Immortal, there will be a time later."

"..." After a long silence, Long Quyuan raised his chin lightly, "I'm leaving, won't you give me a parting gift?"