Xuanyue Mountain is located in the southern part of the Otes Empire, with a length of about 30 kilometers from north to south and a width of about 20 kilometers from east to west, with a total area of about 600 square kilometers, making it the largest mountain range in the territory of Otes.

Among them, the mountains are high and the valleys are deep, the climate change is varied, there are many clouds and fog, high humidity and precipitation, forming a special mountain monsoon climate. There is no scorching heat in summer, less severe cold in winter, and the trees are luxuriant, the strange rocks are in a hundred postures, and there are thousands of peaks and ravines, stretching for hundreds of miles.

At the foot of Xuanyue Mountain, there is a small village called Nanzhu, about 1,000 people, the housing is simple, they depend on the narrow area of the mountain to survive, a middle-aged man is working in the field with a man and a woman two young children.

The middle-aged man's name is Shen Guoping, who is the local village head, and in front of him are his two children, the boy is named Yong, and the girl is named An Qing.

The sun was shining, and the work in the field was finally done, and the man hurriedly handed the water to the sweaty children. They are still very young, and such physical labor is obviously not suitable for them, especially An Qing.

She is Shen Guoping's favorite daughter, she is smart and obedient, she is not serious about her work, and she always looks at Xuanyue Mountain involuntarily. Shen Guoping naturally understood what she meant, as the village chief, he didn't make good use of his advantages at all, but he was also very helpless.

He is not unaware that there are many strange things on the mountain, and the resources are never exhausted, but there is a legend that has been passed down since ancient times that they must protect this sacred mountain even if they are willing to be poor.

It has become a habit not to move the grass and trees on this mountain, and it is ingrained in everyone's hearts, even in the rest of the empire, and the people of the whole country have acquiesced to this fact.

In the past, Xuanyue Mountain was originally a fairyland on earth, but one day a fire suddenly fell, and the mountains were surrounded by flames all year round, and black smoke filled the sky, which lasted for a long time, without any intention of dissipation, like a curse.

The people of the whole country were in a state of panic, and they prayed to the gods for help, and they did the work and offered sacrifices, which can be said to be sincere. Finally, a few years later, the gods descended from the sky and hid in the Xuanyue Mountain, and the catastrophe was exhausted.

The whole sacred mountain was restored to the past, and the villagers were happy, drinking the water of the stream and spring, and eating the fruits of the forest, but soon they were poisoned and died, and the villagers were very different, thinking that the gods were angry, so they did not dare to continue to desecrate the sacred mountain.

After all, it is a legend, and it cannot be believed that after the long river of history, the face of the world has also undergone a heavy transformation, especially at the end of the 20th century.

Shen Anqing sat under the tree to rest.

She gently closed her eyes to eliminate the tiredness, and with the oncoming autumn breeze, the astringent sweat stains gradually subsided, and her whole body was extremely comfortable, as if she had just taken a hot bath.

The long black hair behind him also took the opportunity to fly unbridled to vent the discomfort of the restraint for a long time. On both sides of her long black eyelashes, a few drops of hot sweat swept across her cheeks, forming long watermarks, which stood out under the white and tender skin.

Shen Guoping saw her tiredness, stepped forward, carefully put her coat on, and motioned to Shen Yong on the side, picked up the hoe and left.

The crisp sound of birdsong broke her sleepiness, and the light hit the ground through the leaves, forming several spots.

Shen Anqing had already woken up, but she still didn't want to open her eyes, and tiredness was hanging over her. It was pitch black in front of me, and there was a strong smell of perfume in the air.

The smell seems to come from far away, but such a strong smell is obviously incompatible with this world of birds and flowers. It was something from another world, a place she knew but had never been.

At the same time, a few deep voices were heard in the distance. She could tell that it was a dream.

This dream has been going on for a long time, and when she was just turning sixteen, she was haunted by dreams. After that, that dream frequented her world like a bird in the morning, and even became a habit. In the dream, she is standing in a palace that radiates endless glory, dressed in a big red sleeved shirt, wearing a dragon and phoenix pearl crown, and a proud handsome face is just like the person in the painting. At the same time, the life of fine clothes and food did not make her feel happy, but endless pain. The trepidation stayed with her until she gently pushed open the door that she regretted. The two naked figures on the bed made her unbearable to look at her, and for a moment, she felt that the whole world had deceived her.

The man who promised to love her for the rest of his life is betraying her with practical actions. At this moment, he can't be blamed for being a shameless liar, but he is too stupid to believe that the emperor can start from the beginning, even if she really believes it herself.

The fright did not make her lose her composure, but made her realize the facts, and instead of continuing to be silent, she made her most determined choice, and with the last tears and the man's screams, she closed the door.

"Hey!" a quick cry woke An Qing from her dream, and she rubbed her blurred eyes to see a teenager of her age standing in front of her.

His face is as delicate as a sculpture, and every part is infused with the perfection and individuality that the ancient Roman artist sought. Under her long black hair, her shiny eyes were staring at her intently.

An Qing's face turned crimson for a moment.

This qiē came too suddenly, so she didn't have time to think, so she could only stutter and look at the beautiful man in front of her.

Of course she wanted to say something, but at this time she still remembered the dream just now in her mind, of course she didn't think that the richly dressed woman was herself, but when she saw that scene, it was really heartbroken, as if she had really experienced it.

The boy in front of her also felt unreal to her, especially the clothes, his top was a clean cartoon green shirt with short sleeves, black denim underneath, a jewel-encrusted watch on his left arm, and a sparkling diamond ring on his right hand that radiated dazzling brilliance in the sunlight.

Regardless of anything else, it was the aristocratic aura that constantly emanated around him that made An Qing understand that he was not an ordinary person.

There could not have been such a boy in the village, he may have come from out of town, he may have come to visit this majestic Xuanyue Mountain. Before An Qing could speak, the boy took the lead in opening the corners of his mouth and boasting about her.

"I didn't expect there to be such a charming girl in the world, you are very similar to my mother, and my mother is a good place to sleep here. ”

An Qing seemed to be awake as if she was blown by a cold wind, and her mother was asleep, she seemed to realize something, and looked at him in amazement.

The summer sun dyed Xuanyue Mountain yellow, and the leaves fluttering in the wind on the side of the road stopped swaying, and all of them stopped stagnate in an illusory space.

An Qing suddenly felt that under the other party's hot face, there was a lot of sadness hidden, and in just a few words, she already understood that his childhood was as broken as a flower.