Chapter 59 Chapter 59: A Fateful Reunion (Part 1)

Many years later, she finally knew that the most unbearable pain in life was not the loss of a loved one or the forgetting of a lover, but that she stood in front of him and no longer occupied his gaze. The two kings were married. Looking forward to and fearing, Mi Xiaoai finally waited for this day to come. The moon came out, and the moon slipped away. She tossed and turned on the bed and described Liu's current appearance: Will he lose a lot of weight? Has the pain in my heart healed a little? Is the old chest wound still festering? And... before marrying his concubine, would he still remember her, the pet named Mi Xiaoai?

contradiction. Really... so contradictory. She was going to marry him, and she didn't have to draw his face in her dreams anymore, so why couldn't she let him agree to marry the Queen of Milan so easily?Anyway, she has become the queen of Milan, hasn't she, but why is that sour feeling in my heart? "(*^__^*) Hee hee..., Xue, I seem to be jealous of myself!" Looking at the silver hair with a shawl in the mirror, Mi Xiaoai laughed, her eyes stopped at a certain place in the mirror. Xue stood at the door, leaning quietly, quietly watching the maids helping her change clothes and makeup, smiling quietly, quietly, without making a sound.

He reflected his smile on the mirror in front of Xiao Ai, "Congratulations, Your Royal Highness." "En... yes, I'm about to get married, and take the highest honor of the Snow Country to marry the Great Demon King." It's not the combination of Mi Xiaoai and Liu. In this marriage, she was the fake Queen of Milan, and he was no longer her Liu, but His Highness the Demon King who shouldered the heavy responsibility of maintaining peace in the Demon World. If she put the heart that belonged to Mi Xiaoai into his hands again, would he still accept it? Mi Xiaoai blinked her eyes and showed an angelic pure and happy smile, but there was a little glint stained on her eyelashes, "Hey, it's strange, my eyes suddenly feel uncomfortable, that, can you stop putting on makeup for a while, I might be right I'm allergic to mascara, my eyes are sour, ha..."

"Pa-ta--" A crystal-like luster dripped down and printed into the pure white wedding dress, leaving a wet mark. "Queen, why are you crying? Is it because of our poor workmanship?" The maid standing beside her became nervous and suddenly lost her mind, "The wedding float for His Royal Highness the Demon King is about to reach the entrance of the temple... If you cry your makeup , we...we really don't have time to do it all over again!" Outside the window came the cheering and cheering blessings of the people of Snow Country, wave after wave, hitting Mi Xiaoai's heart.

"Can you excuse me, all beauties, to go out first?" Xue's voice was as refreshing as a spring breeze, and just a few words were enough to soothe everyone's emotions—except for Mi Xiaoai's. "But, Mr. Xue, the time is really coming..." The maids looked at each other anxiously, at a loss. The white clothes fluttered, and her footsteps seemed to be walking lightly on the clouds. Xue stood behind Mi Xiaoai, turned her head and showed a big smile to the maids, "Leave this to me, and I will bring the smiling queen Come out, make-up, I have learned a little bit in the entertainment industry before, so, everyone, just trust me once, okay?"

"...Okay, then we're going out, and everything will be troublesome to Mrs. Xue." The maids were fascinated by Xue's smile, and only heard the door close gently. Then, there was an excited scream from outside the door, "Ah!! He So handsome!!" Listening to the commotion outside the door, Mi Xiaoai couldn't help bursting into laughter, "Xue, your charm is the same everywhere! As long as it is a girl, she will bow down under your white clothes." "That's not necessarily true~" He lifted her long hair, combed and rolled it up with his slender fingers one by one, and said lightly, "There are always exceptions."

Mi Xiaoai's heart couldn't help but tremble. Is she thinking too much?For a moment, Xue's eyes seemed to have a trace of sadness that seldom showed. The atmosphere is a bit gloomy. "Xue, are you happy?" Mi Xiaoai changed the subject bluntly, her gaze stayed on the extra-long white gauze skirt, "What exactly is marriage?" Xue's fingers paused on the back of her head, and then, she tied the simple bun for her, put on a clear white veil, and whispered in her ear, "I am very happy. Marriage is two people who love each other. The combination of spirit and flesh means holding each other's hand and never letting go."

"Wow, Xue, what you're talking about now is so expressive!" Mi Xiaoai suddenly became curious, turned her head and raised her eyes to meet his, and asked him in a low voice, "Xue, what about you and the thin 'spirit and flesh'? The combination must be very harmonious, right?" "This is the secret of being a teacher. Come on, close your eyes quickly, and I will touch up your makeup." Mi Xiaoai closed her eyes, feeling Xue's breath getting closer to her face, enjoying Xue's warm fingertips lightly touching her cheek, her heart suddenly became peaceful and serene.

"Snow." "Yep?" "It's good to have you by my side." "……fool." "Hey, why call me a fool?" "Okay, okay, don't talk, how can I start with your expression so rich?" "Oh, I see. Well, I have another question..." "Say." "Xue, are your make-up skills reliable? Hahahaha..." Mi Xiaoai couldn't help laughing after finishing speaking, all melancholy and sadness melted under his gentle strokes. Snow also laughed. After a long time, he said to her, "Don't worry, I will make you the most beautiful bride in the devil world."

********** Its daybreak. The float arrives at the shrine where the Snow Queen lives. Mi Xiaoai got into the car and went to the temple where the tablets of the emperors of the Snow Country were placed. Salute, listen to the priests recite long prayers, and listen to the people expressing their beautiful fantasies about future life. Mi Xiaoai got off the car and waved to the crowd. Then, standing on the highest peak of the snow country, closing eyes, swearing, doing all the things that the previous queen might have done. When I boarded the car again, I was exhausted, and now I entered the real topic of the day - marrying His Royal Highness the Demon King.

On the way to the Demon Realm, Mi Xiaoai fell into a drowsy sleep. The veil properly covered her delicate appearance and her closed eyes. The float was carried by 4 super-large beasts from the demon world, and it flew in the blue sky for a long time. The attendants of the Snow Country followed behind them from a distance. . suddenly-- There was a sudden and strong airflow hitting the float! !When everyone was terrified, a man in white lightly jumped onto the queen's float, and by some unknown method, he instantly transformed into a solid ice-blue barrier to bounce back the air pressure of unknown origin... Everyone let out a long sigh of relief, and the team started again and headed towards the location of the Demon Palace. Mi Xiaoai is still asleep, everything that happened just now is like a dream to her, and she will forget it when she wakes up. —in the dream there was a strong danger that blew her down, ——In the dream, there was a man whose face could not be seen and flew towards her desperately, ——The man's arm in the dream was gentle and strong, exuding a little mint fragrance. ——The voice of the man sighing softly in the dream seemed to come from outside the sky, nothing but no sense of reality. The warm sunlight penetrated into the white veil, which gave off a dazzling golden color. Mi Xiaoai opened her eyes. She came back, back to the place that made her want to run away desperately. Different from the monotonous pure white and cold snow country, this is a place where she can spread her wings and soar again. The position beside her was still lingering with residual warmth, Mi Xiaoai sat alone on the float, and had no time to recall whether the "dream" just now was a fantasy or real. She sat upright, her tightly closed eyes trembling violently under the tulle. He was standing not far away, and she could smell his masculine scent. He was walking towards her, his unique proud steps, she heard it! Boom!Boom!Boom!Boom! The heart screamed violently, and Mi Xiaoai was so nervous that she almost suffocated! What to do, I can't breathe! What to do, he is already standing in front of her eyes! What to do, her mind went blank! What to do, in case she can't get his love again... what to do what to do what to do... Her vision was blurred, her nose was sore, and her heart ached. The past that she had deliberately refused to recall was playing out in front of her eyes one by one: She said to him: I like you, I like you, I like you, just say it once. He said to her: Always be your Liu. She said to him: Congratulations, Your Highness, for accepting the concubine. He said to her: Love, the reason I came today is actually... She said to him: I regret falling in love with you. He said to her: Very good, Mi Xiaoai, you will regret it... It was as if a bomb had exploded in his chest, and his internal organs were twisted in pain! ! ! However. A broad hand stretched out in front of her eyes. familiar voice. "Nice to meet you, Milan." Reunion of Fate (Part 2) She dared not look at him, not at all. Ah, what a shame, just listening to his voice, my heart would jump out of my chest rebelliously. All the mental preparations for this day collapsed the second he stood in front of her. The eyelashes fluttered slightly under the tulle, and then, she put the little white hand into his big one. The long-lost feeling is like an electric shock pouring from Mi Xiaoai's fingertips! His palm is still so dry and warm. Heh... She held his hand, and the soft and clear voice from his palm told her - this was not a dream. "Milan has met His Royal Highness the Demon King." She bowed to him, but her voice was still distorted due to excessive excitement. In the light and shadow, he didn't make a sound, he didn't even move. "Milan...has met His Royal Highness the Demon King." She didn't know if the tone of her voice made him feel unhappy, so she had to repeat it again. He still didn't move. She had no choice but to secretly look at him from under the tulle—— Not thin, he is not thin. His brows and eyes are still so heroic and full of confidence. His figure was still slender and straight as usual. The only thing that has changed is that the strong smell emanating from his body has more vicissitudes and loneliness that should not belong to him. Ha...he's doing fine. You should be happy for him, shouldn't you? This is obviously something to be happy about!But, why, there is a kind of heartache, stretching on the temple. His innate sense of oppression was much stronger than before, that intensity was like the huge pressure before the explosion of a high-pressure boiler, which made her instinctively want to step back. Mi Xiaoai's body swayed, her high-heeled shoes stepped on the overly long lining, and she slipped and fell backwards—— Some hands caught her just in time. But not the hand of the man she had hoped for. "His Royal Highness Milan, please be careful!" The man's smile was against the sun, but it was still as light and gentle as a willow in April. "Thank you, Xue..." Mi Xiaoai's back was pressed against Xue's chest, and the extremely ambiguous posture made the attendants all around couldn't help talking. The next moment, her body was suddenly as light as a goose feather, and a pair of strong arms embraced her, and then, the corners of the owner of the arms raised his mouth very nicely, "Xue, I have worked hard for you these days." "Haha, it's really a bit 'hard work'~ So Liu, remember to reward me!" Xue joked mischievously, and walked back a few steps while talking, keeping some distance from Xiao Ai calmly. The condensed air melted away, Liu bent his arm into an elegant arc, let Xiao Ai's hand pass through it, and let her hold it like this, he said to her gently, "Don't be afraid, you just need to follow all the following procedures I can do it. Oh yes, you can just call me Liu." He was so gentle. Hundreds of times more tender than the tenderness to her before. She took him by the arm, and walked slowly on the golden carpet sprinkled with bright red rose petals, without looking up to see what kind of scenery lay ahead, she only knew that she had no way out, and would continue to follow like this from now on. Follow in his footsteps. "Liu." She bowed her head and called him softly. It was the first time she called him this way after reunion after a long time. It was just a single word, which cut herself in pain. He stopped suddenly. Mi Xiaoai stopped so quickly that she had no time to adjust her pace, and stepped on his feet all at once, "Ah, I'm sorry!" "Say it again……" Is it an illusion, his voice is trembling! Mi Xiaoai swallowed, and said timidly, "I'm sorry." "Not this one." He turned her body to face him, the color in his eyes flickered, "Call my name again." "... Liu." "Again..." His fingers climbed onto her weak shoulders at some point, and his fingers sank deeply into her delicate back. Mi Xiaoai was in a daze from the pain, she repeatedly wondered if she had done something wrong, otherwise why would he make her call his name over and over again? After finally calming herself down, Mi Xiaoai cleared her throat, and called out again clearly and brightly, "Liu." A gust of wind swept towards her from an unknown direction! He raised his hand toward her— There was a rustle, the wind was fierce, but it hit her face very softly. The world has brightened. For the veil has fallen. Her appearance was exposed in the violent atmosphere, she didn't dare to look at him, but passively felt his gaze shrouded her face like a flame, and a ray of light radiated from his eyes, which made her truly understand What does it mean to be burned by fire. At the same time, there were other people's gazes projected towards her. These gazes were like dense needlepoints poking her cheeks, making her painful and itchy. "Head up." He was clearly ordering her, but he said it in a light tone, making her feel like a tamed animal, obeying the master's orders was the only hope of survival. "The same thing, don't make me repeat it again." His eyes were glowing with a deep blue, and there was a hidden blood red constantly jumping in the depth of the blue. Mi Xiaoai was confused by Liu, she didn't understand why his lingering tenderness became so different after hearing her call him by name. Holding her breath, she raised her face towards him, but she still didn't dare to look at him, not because she didn't know how to face him again, but because she was afraid that the tears that she was holding back in the depths of her eyes would disappear the moment her eyes met. Rolling down without disappointment. He held her face in his hands, his fingers were like ice without temperature. When his fingertips touched her slightly hot cheeks, both of them froze involuntarily, and then there was an endless silence. After a long time, he opened his fingers lightly, and the gentleman's smile returned to the corner of his mouth. He smiled apologetically at her, bent down to pick up the white veil that fell on the ground, carefully dusted off the dust, and carefully covered it again. On her head, "I'm sorry, I lost my composure just now." His tenderness came back again, an abnormal tenderness, a strange tenderness that made her feel bitter. Don't be gentle!Shouldn't be gentle!Don't be gentle with women other than her! During the years when he sent her away, shouldn't he have been confused and aimless?Shouldn't he appear in front of her with a beard?Shouldn't his voice be hoarse and dull?Shouldn't his figure have been desolate for several laps? It turned out that she was the only one who lived so hard and hurt so much. His lips rubbed against each other a few times, and before the voice was clear, it pierced and disappeared in the noisy environment. No one heard his whisper, only Mi Xiaoai heard it. So, add a new wound. She heard it. She heard him say— "I'm really crazy, how could it be her..."