After meeting my deceased wife, I became the male lead's rival in love

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After Fang Ziyue turned into a giant dragon, the two tried many methods but failed to make her change back.

And Xing Lanshen also used the system to send Ling Qiu the news that she would be sent back to the past in a month.

A month was enough for her to deal with the rest.

Because he did not return to Syracuse within the agreed time, the coronation ceremony of the new king will be held in these two days.

"Don't you want to go back and have a look?" Long Ming rang out, and his breath set off a grand rain of flowers.

In the depths of the vast Latico flower sea, a giant dragon is wrapped in it, and the petals falling slowly fall on the person guarding in its arms, adding a bit of tenderness to her.

"No need." Ling Qiu shook her head, she leaned on the giant dragon, and lazily reached out to catch the flowers that fell in front of her eyes.

Lytico flowers symbolize love, fiery, unrepentant love.

She held the flower between her lips and teeth, and turned her head to kiss the dragon's scales through the petals.

The dragon that carried the flames on her body was enough to melt everything, but felt that the place where she was kissed was scorching hot, and her heart ached from the burning.

It's been too long, after a hundred years and a thousand years, she finally found her treasure.

Probably because Fang Ziyue's mood swings were too obvious, Lingqiu put her forehead against the dragon's kiss and said with a low smile, "Don't be sad, aren't we all fine?"

"But you're leaving again in a month." Long Ming mumbled, showing how unhappy Fang Ziyue was.

One month later, Xinglanshen wanted to send Lingqiu back to the past.Going back in time will make Lingqiu's memory go back, and she and Fang Ziyue's common experiences in so many worlds will also be forgotten.

"What should I do if I don't remember?" The flame on the dragon's body quickly rose and went out.

Fang Ziyue was a little panicked, what if she didn't remember, and then they returned to the embarrassing situation at the beginning, and finally Yin and Yang were separated forever?

The dragon's sorrow affected the direction of the wind, and the wind that had been passing over the hills and circling them suddenly whipped up a storm, pulling up pieces of Lytico flowers, and the sea of ​​flowers was turned upside down in an instant.

"Calm down." Bewitched by the wind and snow, Ling Qiu helplessly patted the giant dragon behind him.

Why is this kid still young?

Lingqiu thought again of the years when she cleaned up Fang Ziyue's mess in the real world, the [-] to [-] brats dragged her two to five to eighty thousand.

At that time, she didn't know what fear was and what panic was.

"Have some confidence in yourself." She finally regained her courage and learned to be frank. Why is Fang Ziyue, who has traveled through so many worlds, scared?

Lingqiu spread out her palm, and a Laitiko flower ring lay intact on it.

She looked at the dragon beside her with crooked eyebrows, a blush covered her cheeks.

"I'm still waiting for your proposal."

In the first world, after being together, the two had to face Ling Qiu's various illnesses from time to time, how could they have time to propose marriage or get engaged under the exhausted mental and physical strength?

In addition, Father Ling intervened, hindering the relationship between the two.

Speaking of this, Fang Ziyue felt uncomfortable, and her red eyes were full of distress.

If she goes back to the past, Lingqiu's illness will follow her back, and she will be tortured by the illness again.

"Don't worry, this is already the best result." Ling Qiu kissed the dragon's scales, comforting her lover.

Fang Ziyue replied in a low voice, "Yes."

Speaking of her huge bone wings closed behind Lingqiu, the scarlet dragon tightly protected its treasures, isolated her from the wind and snow, brought her the most comfortable environment, and gave her a good night's sleep.

In the dream, Ling Qiu dreamed of Fang Ziyue in reality, and a woman dressed as a housekeeper stood by her bed and coaxed her to wake up.

The butler with a high ponytail dutifully called his eldest lady to get up in a low voice.It's a pity that the person who was determined to be lazy on the bed pretended not to hear, and even slept more soundly in Fang Ziyue's low and soft voice.

The housekeeper had no choice but to go out and scald her hands with warm water, and then reached into the quilt of her young lady with bad intentions to burn her soft cheeks and slender neck.

The woman who was awakened by the hot feeling murmured in a daze that Fang Ziyue was bad, and didn't let her sleep even for a lie-in, she must not love her anymore.

"You won't cherish it if you catch it." The woman who just woke up and revealed softness everywhere whispered.

The giant dragon who woke her up was taken aback for a moment, and the scorching heat covered Lingqiu's body from the dragon's breath, sweeping away all the sleepy bugs in Lingqiu.

Whether it's a human or a dragon, this guy will always wake her up like this.

Lingqiu wrinkled his nose, and bumped the bone wing of the dragon with his forehead in dissatisfaction.

Just waking up, she was still a little confused, so she acted like a baby with Fang Ziyue unscrupulously, and hummed aggrievedly: "You will bully me."

The dragon is lying on the snow, and the pot comes from the sky.This cauldron gave Fang Ziyue a headache from being smashed.

Fang Ziyue laughed and said, "Get up quickly, I have to watch the coronation ceremony of the new king today, get up quickly. It's useless to be coquettish, be obedient."

Even though Lingqiu recovered all her memories, she grew up in the snowy field, so she has feelings for this country to some extent.

In the last time, she has to see that Xueyuan can move towards prosperity steadily under the rule of Cedars, so that she can be completely at ease.

I don't know if it's because Xinglan God regained his godhead, or if the real angel finally descended on the snowfield in a complete form.

The dragon's breath melted the ice abyss and shattered the natural moat that had troubled the people of Xueyuan for thousands of years.Long Yan transpired and melted the Laitike Snow Mountain towering at the southern tip, opening a path to the outside world.

Under the reclamation of the giant dragon, the wind and snow bypassed the snow city steadily along the transformed terrain, and blew into the sky far away with the lytico flowers along the road.

The movement of the angels on the dragon's body to transform the terrain was very loud, and everyone in the entire snowfield knew it.

Similarly, they have inherited the favor brought to them by the seraphim, and they are also eager to see her and offer their thanks and blessings in person.

People in Xueyuan, who once did not believe in gods, began to admire the legendary angel, a woman who was given the name of God by the high priest.She will be engraved on the ice stone of Snow City together with the name of the great Snow Queen Fuzea, and her name will be praised for generations with the people of Snow Field.

Especially on the day of the coronation of the new king, the snowfield people were excited, and they were looking forward to the arrival of the former queen with her dragon.

But until the end of the ceremony, they did not come.

But the Snowfield people didn't feel depressed, even Hidas and Calga included joy on their faces.

Because of this day, the cold wind that was blowing all day suddenly stopped.

White velvet flowers are constantly falling from the sky, symbolizing hope and tenacity. The velvet flowers fall on everyone's shoulders and palms, warm and soft.

"This is the best gift we can give them, isn't it?" Above the flying clouds, the woman on the dragon's back made more velvet flowers and sprinkled them.

The pure white flowers are like a soft and sweet snow, telling everyone in the snowfield gently and firmly: Go, run forward, there is the residence of light and hope.

"I thought you would go down and bid farewell to them." Fang Ziyue took Ling Qiu to fly over the peaks, and headed straight for the location set by Xing Lanshen.

Lingqiu patted the dragon's back when he heard the words, exhaled and said with a smile: "Wouldn't we steal the limelight if we went to the coronation ceremony of the new king?"

Thinking of a large group of people rushing towards them, even the protagonist of the coronation ceremony might forget the occasion and etiquette and run in front of them, Lingqiu refused from the bottom of her heart.

It's time for Snowfield to be strong and prosperous under the blessing of the children it bears.

She and Fang Ziyue are just travelers from outside. They stop for a while, leaving short memories and stories, and then they have to return to their homeland.

In the distant upstream of the river of time, that is where their story begins...

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Saying goodbye to the blizzard and snow in winter, people who have always been afraid of the cold finally ushered in the warmth of spring.

Ling Qiu, who had been sitting at the desk for a long time, let out a sigh of relief, kneading the aching brows.

In the morning, her father called her to the study to teach her a lesson, and asked her why she didn't want to communicate more with the eldest and young master of the Cen family.

Thinking of the young master of the Cen family, Lingqiu couldn't help feeling sick.

His so-called communication was to pick on her appearance and figure, and then use his clumsy means to pua her, belittle her to nothing, and try to get her.

Who doesn't know that the Ling family is now fully supported by Ling Qiu, as long as she can be tamed, then the Ling family's beautiful jade will not be easy to get in their pockets?

Lingqiu could see those people's thoughts clearly, she hated their despicableness but was forced by her father to get close to them.

But all this will pass soon.

Thinking of what the cub living in her heart said to her yesterday during the video call, Ling Qiu couldn't help covering her face to feel the heat on her cheeks, and finally took a deep breath and fanned her hands to cool down.

Thinking of Fang Ziyue, Ling Qiu couldn't help but frowned.

She was so busy yesterday that she didn't even eat a bite of food until the afternoon.

In the end, that person didn't know where he got the news, so he ran out of the studio and tried his best to find time to call her.

"You don't eat well, are you trying to kill me? Huh?"

"Forget it, forget it, I'm going to eat right now." After being reminded by Fang Ziyue, Ling Qiu realized that she was too hungry.

"Wait, don't stand up!" Even though the camera was not turned on, Fang Ziyue wanted to see Ling Qiu, and stopped her before she stood up.

"Stand up suddenly without eating, and you often have hypoglycemia, aren't you afraid of falling down?"

Fang Ziyue sighed, half helpless and half distressed: "I'm not by your side, you take care of yourself a little bit. Honey, you are not alone now, you are yourself plus my whole mind."

Fang Ziyue couldn't help the pain in Fang Ziyue's heart when Ling Qiu fell and hurt a little in a place she couldn't see. .

She managed to raise some meat for her own wife, and she didn't lose her memory, Xinglan God also gave them the greatest help, sending them back to their childhood.

Fang Ziyue has been Ling Qiu's little tail since she was nine years old, taking care of her daily life and protecting her.

This time, Lingqiu was not sick.

The cold and sharp eyebrows of the woman in work clothes softened, making the passing studio members blush in a daze.

"It's so dirty, you are so dirty, little boy~"

Hearing the coquettish response on the other side, Fang Ziyue couldn't help laughing lowly.

Miss Ling, who was already said to be unbearable by the other party's love, fell down completely. She hid her blushing face in her arms, and listened to the other party's magnetic and melodious voice with her red ears exposed.

The female president who was acting vigorously outside and with a strong aura at the moment had a soft and waxy voice, as sweet as cotton candy: "Little brat, when will you come back──"

The elongated ending trembled slightly, and Fang Ziyue could tell that her young lady was embarrassed.

She couldn't help but her voice softened several times, coaxing in a low voice: "Soon, I will be able to go back next week."

"Hmph, I don't believe it." Ling Qiu turned her face away, pouted dissatisfied.

The childish appearance made her cold face a little more cute and gentle, like the right flowers blooming by the window, delicate and bright.

Lingqiu knew that Fang Ziyue was very busy with work, so she went abroad for further studies. Originally, it would take three years to graduate, but this person worked so hard to shorten the time to one year.

After that, she opened a studio with her good friend and junior. Last year, her jewelry design work won an international award. This person even mentioned her in his speech.

"Thanks to my lover, she is my only, unique muse."

As soon as Lingqiu saw this video, the strong woman became limp.

That day Fang Ziyue took advantage of her a lot, even though it was over the phone, Ling Qiu also asked for whatever she wanted, no matter how Fang Ziyue kneaded her, she was limp and did not resist.

Fang Ziyue had a full meal that day, but it also made it even more difficult for her to bear the days of being alone abroad.

Long-distance relationships are really not a thing.

The woman who flicked her hair furiously was swearing in her heart.

Unaware that the obedient and hard-working boy in her mouth has turned into Zhou Baopi, the "squeezing" studio members wailed constantly, and abruptly finished the work within a week.

Looking at the entry in front of him, Fang Ziyue named it under the expectant eyes of everyone──"Latico"

A crown, a symbol of love and purity, will eventually rest on the top of her beloved's hair.

Fang Ziyue, who came home on the tail of Sunday, stood at the door and took a deep breath for a long time, feeling so close to her hometown... No, it's just that today is a special day.

It was the day when they returned to this world, and it was also the day when Ling Qiu passed away.

The hand holding the key trembled slightly, not daring to move forward, Fang Ziyue's throat was dry, afraid that everything was just a dream of her own.

The door opened and the dream woke up.

"Squeak—"

Fang Ziyue raised her eyes reflexively to look at the door that was opened suddenly, and she couldn't help but shed tears when her dry eyes were filled with the figure.

Lingqiu, who ran out of the house in pajamas, hugged her in panic and distress, and patted her on the back to comfort her: "What's the matter? What's the matter? Don't cry, welcome home, come home , don't be sad, okay?"

Burying her head on the thin shoulders of the man in her arms, the woman who wanted to cry out all her fear and grievances responded sullenly: "Hmm..."

It wasn't until a gust of wind swept the fallen flowers in the courtyard and blew them onto Lingqiu's hair that the woman who had vented her anger raised her hand to take down the fallen flowers.

She kissed her lover's forehead piously and lovingly, and said with a light smile, "Well, I'm back."

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