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Meryl almost couldn't breathe, because right now she could see the appearance of the person she loved bathing with her own eyes.

She felt like she was going crazy … Can't think... I can't imagine... He was about to suffocate …

The entire small room was filled with dazzling pictures. Even the sheets and pillows were embroidered with his voice and smile, like an ink painting that had been drenched by the rain.

She could not stop crying. She had waited for him for fifteen years for him! From the age of five, from the day he chose his wife, she had followed him all the way here for fifteen years, following him every step of the way until now.

When he was five years old, the cherry blossoms had not bloomed for anyone. Perhaps it was just for that tiny, elegant youth.

A dozen little girls, dressed in bright, cute, and pretty clothes, lined up in neat rows, waiting for their princes to choose their wives.

The small him had a gentle and graceful smile on his face as he appeared before them. His pitch-black pupils flickered with lumps of stars that sparkled with brilliant splendor as he slipped past them …

It was just one second, as if everything was destined to meet the person you met among thousands of people; in thousands of years, in the boundless wilderness of time, there was no earlier, and neither was there a later time, and it just happened to happen.

Cherry blossoms fall on his soft sandalwood hair. It gave him a pink shade of red. Faint, his small hand extended towards her direction, slowly reaching over, pushing the long lens away. In, his elegant face gradually grew larger in her pupils … Zoom in...

At the age of five, she had already been trained by her family's elders. As long as he could be selected, his family would be able to live a peaceful and rich life for a hundred years, and continue to enjoy the glory and power of the royal family that was like a palace. Therefore, a small girl like her was extremely generous. She would not hesitate to get what she wanted for the glory of the clan!

When she stretched her hand over and was so excited that she was about to shout out loud, she discovered that his smile was just blooming towards another girl. Such a beautiful and pure smile, it was comparable to the brilliance of a cherry blossom.

Her hand was frozen in mid-air, frozen by the cold air! For the first time in his life, he felt a chill in his heart!

However, she liked him. From the first moment, it had been fate for her!

Her family had done everything in their power to make his chosen bride disappear on the way.

She looked at the panic-stricken look on his face as he ran in search of her. She felt incomparable happiness and heartache. His sadness and fainting made her even more determined to get rid of the trouble that would follow!

Even after fifteen years, when he had not chosen another marriage, she was still determined to wait. If love was a kind of mistake, then continuing on being wrong was also a type of happiness that could only quench thirst!