Quick Transmigration: Rescue Plan for the Misguided Villain Boss

After the early dynasty, Zhan Mijiang went to the market first.

He didn't go back to the house after picking a bunch of things himself, so he sent the young man back to the house to spend his wife.

Ye Chuijin knew that he was going to do something under the prompt of the system, so he cooperated abnormally, and went out to the bookshop to read a book with the young man.

It was not until it was dark that she "recovered" under the reminder of Xiao Si, and returned to the Xun Palace calmly.

She just froze as soon as she entered the mansion.

It was pitch black in the palace, and no one could be seen everywhere.

"What's wrong?" She turned her head and asked the people around her.

The young man beside him just smiled mysteriously, and led her to continue walking into the house.

Passing through the screen of Bainiao Chaofeng, the darkness in front of him suddenly lit up.

In the backyard, red lanterns hung sporadically on the beams and under the trees, and the white snow against them turned white.

A red lotus lamp floated in the small pond in the courtyard, and in the courtyard, the red candles spread all the way from the steps under her feet to the middle of the courtyard, right down to the feet of the man in the black gown.

Zhan Mijiang stood among the heart-shaped candles, holding a bunch of easily found daffodils in his hands.

Against the candlelight, he appeared to be more upright.

He smiled at the corner of his lips and looked at the little fairy not far away.

The always incomprehensible little fairy could see what he meant no matter how slow.

She raised her foot hesitantly, and finally stepped on the road lit by candles.

Her body is weak, and the winter is harder to endure. She still feels cold holding the heater every day in the mansion. Today, when she went to the bookshop from the mansion, she felt cold all over her body when she came back.

But when she set foot on this bright, candle-lit road, she only felt the chill around her suddenly disappear.

In fact, how much candlelight could warm her, but she still felt warm all over her body inexplicably.

Slowly, she approached step by step.

Zhan Mijiang took a deep breath, but he also felt a little nervous.

He doesn't actually know how many romantic tricks he can play, perhaps others left.

When he saw the news in his last life, he would always think that these boys were naive when they lighted candles downstairs in the university dormitory and confessed that they were drowned out by a basin of cold water.

It is not good to do something with these candles, to do such useless things.

He doesn't understand what romance is.

But after seeing her, Zhan Mijiang suddenly knew what the boys who formed a heart shape with candles thought.

Romance means that when you do all the useless work with her, you feel that this is the most meaningful thing in the world.

She approached step by step until she finally reached the heart-shaped candle.

Zhan Mijiang knelt on one knee and held the daffodils in front of her. A pair of eyes reflected the candlelights in the courtyard, and she was brighter than candlelights.

"In the past, it was all cloud and smoke, madam, from today onwards, I am willing to respect you, love you, protect you and love you, never regret it for a lifetime, and never leave." His words were extremely firm and very reassuring.

The little fairy was silent, and finally hesitantly reached out and took the bouquet of flowers in his hand.

The atmosphere is very warm.

As soon as Zhan Mijiang was about to smile, she heard her whisper: "The daffodils are not pretty..."

The smile on Zhan Mijiang's face froze.

Just as feelings of loss were in his heart, the little fairy in front of him whispered: "I...I like magnolia."

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