沙雕洗朱，在线搞事。

结局有点草率有点迷。病娇兰设定。

 by 洗朱

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1.Prince

Prince Lanling once lived an affluent life, owning countless servants, inconsumable fortune and even a whole country. However, something unexpected may happen any time. His father, King of Loulan was cheated by the evils. As a result of that, their country was destroyed by the forces of Tang. He was the only one that survived. The conflagration that day left him nothing. The little prince dried his eyes, grabbing the knife.

In the last ten years, he had spared no efforts to revenge. He turned into the best killer, being willing to be hired by anyone that supported him. He gained wealth and reputation again, at the cost of incaculable blood and death.

It was a bitterly cold winter night, he slaughtered one family, being no different from any other night. The scarlet blood dripped on the flawless snow, still rising heat.

He disappeared promptly without any trace. Lan might know there was a pair of tearful eyes staring at him, might not.

2.Flower

Mulan once lived an ordinary life, growing up with parents, grandparents and siblings. The little girl was sboiled by her father, who was a veteran. He often held his lovely angel in his arms and said that she was the most beautiful flower in the world. Daddy also told her that she was supposed to make their country safer. Mulan was too young to comprehend it. She considered it as a funny joke.

If she had not survived that night, she would never have gotten the understanding of these words.

A masked killer broke into their house. She hided herself below the snow in the yard and escaped the slaughter. Mulan watched as the white snow was stained red by the constant stream of blood. Her body was frozen to numbness. She almost lost consciousness. That evil did not notice her. He set a fire and left. She crawled out of the snow, looking at those numerous blazes without expression.

Her eyes were filled with tears.

3.Affection

Lan loves her bright eyes most. While gazing into these eyes, he seems to see himself. The feeling is so familiar. Her beauty deserves her name, Mulan, charming and fragrant.

She is supple but sometimes is so stubborn regardless of displeasing him. To sum up, she is more than a cute pet.

It never occurs to him that one day her knife would plunge into his chest. Of course, he smiled, pulling out the knife and inserting it into her body, and then closed his eyes in her tears with satisfaction.

He recognized those eyes, full of emity and tears. It was the little prince twenty years ago.

Even if falling into the hell, they must be together.

Because they are both avengers.

end.