Saving the foolish general, she accidentally becomes his favorite.

Before he could finish speaking, Ye Li had already fastened the two locks together tightly.

Then lock it to the rows of iron chains by the lake near the Temple of the Old Man Under the Moon.

Having successfully locked the door, Ye Li pulled out the key and deliberately held it up to Mo Chen's face, shaking it.

After showing him the key, I threw it into the middle of the lake right in front of him.

She used a lot of effort, and the key flew far away before landing in the water with a "plop".

The women who witnessed this were all surprised and whispered:

"She threw away the key and couldn't open it anymore. She's really brave!"

Ye Li stared at him intently, her heart surging with emotion, her blood boiling.

Locking up a love that lasts a lifetime, she threw the key that could unlock both locks into the abyss.

No one can go back on their word.

This is Ye Li's answer.

"I am of one heart with you, and my love will never change, whether we share joy or sorrow."

Ye Li told him using lip reading.

Silence speaks louder than a thousand words…

Mo Chen looked at her, the setting sun casting a glow on her, her bright eyes like autumn water, her brows deep and shallow, her smile like jade.

Such a celestial being, yet in the end, abandoned everything else to accompany himself into the abyss of despair...

Mo Chen felt a bittersweet feeling in his heart, an overwhelming mix of emotions.

He could no longer restrain himself and pulled the person in front of him into his arms, holding him tightly to his chest.

His overflowing emotions were bursting forth, but he didn't know how to express them...

All I could do was call her name over and over again...

He called out a name, and Ye Li responded.

Back and forth.

Tireless.

It is said that if you pray at the Temple of the Old Man Under the Moon, your wishes will surely come true.

After a long silence, Mo Chen asked:

"Why me?"

"Actually, I'm not as good as you think... Maybe one day you'll realize that I'm... not worth it."

Mo Chen couldn't believe that fate would be so kind to him.

But the woman before him stayed by his side time and time again, like a goddess who cared for all living beings and showed him mercy.

If he could never see the sunlight, he could endure the darkness forever, but not now.

Even if you are in hell, you still have hope.

I hope a ray of light will shine on him.

Ye Li is his light.

He looked at Ye Li, the setting sun reflecting on her face. The girl's fair skin was radiant with warmth, her smile gentle and full of joy.

He heard her say:

"We became husband and wife, and our love and trust are unwavering."

For a moment, time stood still.

The sea dried up, birds lost their feathers, all things ceased to flow, and the world fell silent.

Even birds of a feather will fly away separately when disaster strikes.

Only the person before him seemed indifferent to his past and the arduous fate of revenge he carried.

Even though the master said that her destiny was exceptionally noble.

Emperors and generals—all will submit to her.

But from beginning to end, all she asked was whether there was a way to resolve her calamity.

She was willing to use her own destiny to smooth out her hardships; all vows of eternal love were tender and enduring, yet she alone braved the fiery inferno, coming alone only to tell herself:

The knot is a husband and wife, and there is no doubt about love.

In an instant, the sea and sky lost their color, and Mo Chen only wanted to hold her tightly and never let go again.

I gave you a chance.

I also gave up.

But now that you've come back, you can't leave again...

The sun finally set.

As night fell, the Temple of the Matchmaker was bustling with activity.

It turns out that there is a custom of releasing lanterns at the Yue Lao Temple at night.

Ye Li saw many women carrying lanterns, strolling through the mountains and along the lake.

At this moment, many small boats are floating on the lake, and many couples are boating on it with lanterns.

Mo Chen led her to a small boat, and the two of them rowed on the lake, watching the many lanterns lingering on the shore, creating a lively scene.

Suddenly, several small boats appeared around Ye Li, and the people on the boats surrounded Ye Li with lotus lanterns.

The flickering candlelight and the delicate lotus flower shapes, reflected in the lake, spread out in pairs, layer upon layer, like a sea of ​​flowers, creating a truly romantic scene.

After releasing the lanterns, they drove the small boat away.

In the vast heart of the lake, only a sea of ​​lotus lanterns surrounding Mo Chen and Ye Li remained, creating a unique and exquisite scene.

Ye Li recalled a scene from an animated film she watched when she was a child.

Mo Chen prepared many things for her in silence, but he almost never said anything about them.

From that moment on, he sat quietly and never looked up at her again.

The boy's features were cool and aloof, and he was as handsome as ever.

There was just an added layer of sorrow, as if it were about to merge into the darkness.

But how could Ye Li let him have such wild thoughts?

She walked up to him and their eyes met.

He asked, "Do you regret marrying me?"

Mo Chen had excellent eyesight and understood what she was asking, so he naturally shook his head and said:

"The luckiest thing in my life is marrying you."

Ye Li smiled and said, "My heart is the same."

Looking at her smiling face, Mo Chen felt a surge of impulse.

……

Soon after, countless Kongming lanterns drifted into the sky on the wind.

Ru Feng, Li Siyi, Xiao Ziming, and all the generals from the General's Mansion had actually gathered tonight to assist the General.

However, the general was slow to issue any orders...

The crowd waited anxiously at the Temple of the Old Man Under the Moon.

But the general's special signal never came...

Everyone waited anxiously.

wait.

Until many people had already left the Temple of the Matchmaker.

The number of lanterns in the mountains is decreasing.

They decided to set off the lanterns immediately, lest the general miss this opportunity.

Li Siyi took the lead and started lighting the lanterns from the bottom of the mountain.

Those nearby saw it and became excited; someone was releasing sky lanterns in the mountains.

The general, who had not sent a signal, was sitting on a boat with Ye Li, drifting in the wind on the lake.

Soon, Ye Li saw many Kongming lanterns rising up...

Very beautiful.

Tonight is truly beautiful.

Ye Li looked at the lights filling the sky. There were lotus lanterns in the center of the lake, and now the lake was brightly lit, as bright as day.

In the distance stands the Matchmaker Tree where they pray for blessings, its red ribbons fluttering in the wind, a scene as beautiful as a poem or a painting.

It was that person's silent preparation of countless stars that created a sky full of tender affection...

She looked happily at the sky and said to Mo Chen, "Thank you."

The young girl smiled sweetly, her eyes gentle, her white dress seemed to radiate a holy light, and the pearls on her head were even more dazzling in the darkness.

The stars were shining brightly, and Mo Chen dared not blink for a moment, afraid that he would miss it.

She came bathed in holy light, illuminating his entire life.

If he could, he would give his whole life to protect her.

Even if it means being shattered to pieces, even if it means eternal damnation.

Against the golden backdrop, Ye Li spoke softly to him:

……

No sound.

All sounds are silent.

He stepped forward and gently kissed the girl's lips.

Ye Li responded quietly.

The temple behind them was filled with the smoke of incense, as people prayed for peace, and the gods listened to their whispered prayers.

He can't hear anything right now.

Even with fame and official rank,

Looking up, one sees a world full of charm and beauty.

I still only want to hold the person in front of me.

Year after year.

Mo Chen kissed her deeply, as if he had used up all the courage he had in his life.

How long can you love someone?

I do not know.

All I pray for in this life is that you are the one I close my eyes to.

Year by year.

Morning and evening.

For a long time.

Lights lit up the sky, their brilliance dazzling, and countless Kongming lanterns were reflected in the heart of the lake.

At this moment, the water and sky blend into one color, and countless stars shine before our eyes.

Ye Li felt the boy's cool and refreshing aura.

The burning body temperature and fervent feelings seemed to melt me ​​in an instant.

The lights behind him illuminated his silhouette, casting a warm golden glow that made the young man appear ethereal, like a deity.

She thought of that line of poetry.

The moon here is the moon in the sky, and the person before me is the person in my heart.

It has traveled through a thousand years.

Amidst the glowing candlelight, they arrived at the Temple of the Old Man Under the Moon to make their wishes.

People pray for divine protection because they have nothing else to rely on.

But she wanted to take control of her destiny; she would bring this person into the sunlight.

Once, twice, thrice, and still inexhaustible.

Thousands of times, without hesitation.

Dispel this lingering darkness.

Save him from the fires and waters of this world.

Even if one day,

Red hair turned white, black hair fell to the ground.

He still wouldn't take back his moves.

Ye Li embraced him back, and at that moment, their hearts were intertwined.

They embraced passionately, enjoying their own private world in the middle of the lake, amidst the hustle and bustle of the world.

Throughout the four seasons of life, gentleness belongs only to you.

-

Under the Matchmaker Tree, the young monk gazed at the exceptionally beautiful night sky and, puzzled, asked his uncle:

"Uncle-Master, today a couple threw out a pair of mandarin ducks tied together. Later I consulted the divination, can you guess what it means?"

"Hahaha, the mandarin ducks tied together, how many years have passed..."

He picked up the gourd, took a sip of wine, and walked away.

The little monk heard his voice drifting from afar:

"Like phoenixes soaring together, she is destined to be an empress..."