The young man's body continued to dissipate, and with a gust of wind, he disappeared.
The man who was lying in the ice coffin suddenly opened his eyes.
His eyes were still as gentle as water, full of deep affection.
"Yun 'er, I'm back, Yingluo!"
Yes, he had returned.
After 16 years, she had finally returned to her side.
BOOM!
The ice coffin was pushed open by his palm, and the man sat up from the coffin. The corners of his lips rose, forming a gentle arc.
"State Teacher!"
Di Xiaoyun threw herself into the man's arms. She blinked her beautiful big eyes and smiled, " should I call you state preceptor or Rong hen? "
"As you wish."
The man patted di Xiaoyun's head. As long as she was happy, everything was fine.
then it's still Rong hen. I'm used to this title now. Besides, if you're no longer Rong hen, it's too unfair to the ye family. Grandpa ye has always liked you.
Di Xiaoyun thought for a while and said.
"alright," he said.
