It's early spring, and the weather is still a little freezing. But in the perched woods, the blue flowers that poke their heads out at the beginning of spring are blooming happily, this kind of flower that lasts for three seasons spreads its blue petals swaying in the wind, the petals float everywhere with the wind, the threshold, the corner of the wall, everywhere is its figure.

Xin Ziling sat at the door of the courtyard where she lived, stretched out her hand to catch a petal that came with the wind, remembering that when she was young, there was a lake not far from her home, where there were many beautiful water lilies growing at the bottom of the water, and the flowers had almost transparent petals and stamens. The water of the lake is crystal clear, and the flowers are faintly visible through the water.

She loved this flower very much at that time, and often wanted to go to the water to pick a few, but her mother always stopped her...... Thinking about the past, her eyes gradually became a little damp again. Reaching out to the tears that overflowed from the corners of her eyes, she spread out her hand and left the petals in the wind.

It had been seven days since she asked Mu Dinghua for this courtyard, and he had not come to see her once. Thinking about it, she lived here for several months at that time, and she only saw him two or three times, so he was really busy. If he didn't come to her, would she just keep waiting? Xin Ziling stood up and told Ruan Yu to leave without waiting for her to eat. Mu Dinghua gave her the handmaidens she had used before, but she only left Ruan Yu, who could speak two sentences at the beginning. The little maid nodded sensibly and didn't ask more, since Xin Ziling came back, she felt that she seemed to be different from before, and she had too many things on her mind.

Xin Ziling walked aimlessly, and unconsciously came to Puluo Caoling, where the scenery is still so beautiful. She reached out and plucked a pom-pom, twisted her two fingers to perform a spell, and blew hard, and the fluff in the sky turned into bright red and dazzling anchovies. She was obsessed, but it was a pity that there was one less of him by her side.

Mu Dinghua stood in his dormitory, looking at Xin Ziling who was standing in Puluo Grass Ridge at the moment in the Xuanguang Mirror.

Mu Zixian, who was standing on the side, asked with a little puzzlement: "The king said that the Feng Lingzhu is no longer on her, what has she done for more than 2,000 years, and where has the bead gone?"

"How do I know!" Mu Dinghua turned around and looked at Zixian: "It's all a good thing you did, she came back because you told her something there at that time, right?"

Zixian smiled awkwardly: "At that time, wasn't it to ease her." ”

"All kinds of life are not something you and I can control. I'm going to take a trip to Puluo Grass Ridge. ”

Before Mu Zixian's bent posture could be retracted, Mu Dinghua disappeared from its place. He smiled bitterly twice, and took out a piece of jade from his sleeve: "How is this good......

When Mu Dinghua came to Puluo Caoling, Xin Ziling was in a daze, he remembered that when he first saw her, she was wearing a white dress, and a pair of bright eyes looked straight at him, at that time, because of her father, he was somewhat disgusted with her. The second time I saw her, she was also wearing a white dress, the hem of the skirt was covered with mud, her face was innocent, and she pulled a clump of grass and handed it to him. Seeing her again this time, I just felt that her face was full of sorrow, and it seemed that she carried too much weight that she couldn't bear.

He walked up to her softly and sat down beside her, not knowing for a moment what to say to her.

Xin Ziling smiled slightly at the corner of her mouth: "Do you know? It turns out that I will also conjure up anchovy flowers." Do you want to see it?" Seeing that he did not answer, she picked a pom-pom and blew it, and with a twist of her fingers, the sky was full of red anchovies, and it was beautiful to dance in the breeze.

Mu Dinghua was slightly stunned, not because he felt how beautiful this flower was. It's because it's just a game he loved to play with Mu Zixian when he was a child. He rubbed his forehead lightly with a little headache, and when he looked up, he looked at her in his eyes, which shone like stars. She looked at him thoughtfully, trying to see something in his eyes. Those eyes were still so soft, she felt a little close. She moved a few closer to him, leaned her head gently against the crook of his arm, and the heaviness in her heart was let go, and tears welled up in her eyes.

"My mother died trying to save me......" she cried silently as her shoulders twitched. Yes, her mother is gone, and in this world, the only person who loves her, loves her, and protects her with his life is gone. From then on, she was the only one left in this world.

He didn't know what to do, and the situation was unexpected. He raised his hand to think about it, then placed his hand on her head and stroked it gently. He was sad when he was a child, and his mother touched his head like this, and he felt very comfortable. He knows what it's like for his relatives to go, and he also knows that he is alone in the face of all kinds of suffering in this world. He felt a little heartache for her, just as his heart hurt for himself in his heart.

After a while, Xin Ziling stopped crying, and raised her head with red eyes to see that he had a rare appearance of being thousands of miles away. He looked at her like this, and saw that her slightly swollen eyes were crimson with tears, and the long eyelashes wet with tears still hung with tears. A cool breeze blew and blew the tears hanging from her eyelashes on his face, making him shiver coldly, and his mind instantly cleared up.

"If it's all right, go back. He said lightly.

After crying, she did get better. And he stood up with him. He turned to walk forward, and she tugged at his sleeve behind him. He paused, did not speak, gently withdrew his sleeve, and went back to the perch with her.

That night, Mu Dinghua couldn't sleep peacefully, so he paced to Mu Zixian's place, and let Zixian, who was sleeping soundly, yawn several times in a row. Seeing Mu Dinghua's preoccupied appearance, he poured himself a few cups of strong tea and said, "What is the matter with your lordship?"

Mu Dinghua didn't know how to answer, so he asked him, "There is a person, she is a little like me." I'm so ruthless with her, what's the reason for that?"

"Who is this person? It's very similar to you, it's also a great character, right?How come Zixian has never heard of it?" Count with your fingers, except for those who can't escape from the world, the same name as Mu Dinghua in this world, one is Chi Tianhan, the king of the Chi family, and the other is the blue phoenix's Qingmu Tian, as for Chi Qianxi, it is still a little worse than Shangmu Dinghua. Outside of these people, he had not heard of anyone who could compare with him.

"If a person's experience is somewhat similar to mine, I sympathize with her experience and empathize with her, there is nothing wrong with that. Mu Dinghua said with some doubts.

"This is sympathy, the king empathizes, it is sympathy, with pity. After a pause, he asked, "Do I know the person you are talking about?"

This is really sympathy, and it is understandable that he sympathizes with her, she is indeed pitiful. Mu Dinghua nodded, he was very satisfied with this answer. He was very afraid that he would be emotional, and if he did, it would be difficult for him to use his will to control everything.

Mu Zixian saw that the other party didn't answer, so he had to shut up with interest, and accompanied Mu Dinghua to make a new pot of tea.

It was not only Mu Dinghua who couldn't sleep all night, but also Xin Ziling.

Mu Dinghua was a dream she had many years ago, and now this dream was within her reach. She gave him a number of explicit hints, and he seemed to be confused. Now, she has seen people, and she doesn't think about whether she has a fate with him anymore.

After one thing, then the next one. She took a pen and left a letter for Mu Dinghua, and flew into the sky at dawn.

Whatever the reason, no one in this world could kill her mother. What she was looking for was Lady Bai of the Blue Phoenix Mansion and her father, Qingmutian. Maybe she will die if she goes to Qingfu, but if she doesn't go, she will definitely suffer in pain for this long life. Reasonably, she didn't want to let things pass so quietly.