Bodhi blossoms, everything is destined fate. The Bodhi tree, which had been watched for thousands of years, finally bloomed, and she didn't know if it was her luck.

The sorcerer prophesied that she was an unfortunate person, and that her birth would bring disaster to the East Temple. When she was nine years old, her mother, who loved her and loved her, died, and she lost her only shelter, and was ruthlessly abandoned by her father to the wilderness, the barbaric world beyond the jurisdiction of the Three Realms...... She had fantasized countless times about what it would be like for her to return to the East Palace, but she never imagined that it would be so desolate.

Feng Zhi said that her father collapsed less than half a year after she left Donggong. Feng Zhi had secretly sent people to follow and protect her, but she couldn't find her whereabouts for a long time. Fortunately, she returned safely, otherwise Feng Zhi would have been unable to sleep and eat for the rest of her life.

Ling Zhen didn't know how he felt after listening to such a ridiculous explanation, probably everything faded away, and it was no longer important.

"Ahem—"

There was a faint cough behind him, which pulled back Ling Zhen's thoughts of enjoying the scenery. Turning to look up at the falling white flowers in the sky, she smiled quietly at the man in white who walked towards her: "Brother, look, it's the flower of Bodhi!

Seeing Ling Zhen smile, the man in white raised his eyes to look at the Bodhi who was floating all over the sky and didn't know where to go, his expression was as indifferent as the first time, and there were even a few more thoughts that Ling Zhen couldn't understand.

"Naturally remember. ”

"That brother...... Is it okay not to leave Dongmi, so that Ling Zhen can find a way to cure your illness. ”

From the wilderness to the East Palace, the girl under the Bodhi tree has long been accustomed to his presence around her, and because of him, she can bravely face herself. It can be said that he is very important to the girl under the Bodhi tree.

"Ji'er, you have to learn to be self-reliant, and remember what I told you, your life is full of ups and downs, and if you are not careful, you will fall into the abyss from which you will never recover. Shuanghua stopped, obviously two steps away from her, but she felt that he was far away in the sky.

Looking at his celestial-like face, Ling Zhen fell silent and no longer hoped for anything, "Ling Zhen knows, but Ling Zhen still hopes that you can ......" I hope he can stay, the rest of the words were swallowed by Ling Zhen and swallowed into her stomach, and she didn't have the courage to look at him again. I don't know why, his indifference to rejecting people thousands of miles away invisibly pierced her heart.

He protected her in the wilderness, and here she hoped that she would protect him, so that her heart might feel better. Although she thought so, she still regretted tying him up to this East Palace.

"Ling Zhen, we are not people of the same world. After worrying for a long time, Frost Hua said such a sentence.

Ling Zhen's eyelashes trembled, he looked at him in disbelief, and approached him step by step, his emotions fluctuated uncontrollably: "You make it clear to Ben Diji!"

She heard her right, he stopped calling her Ji'er, and began to draw a line.

Shuanghua's indifferent expression was still the same, and she pursed her lips at the angry eyes of the girl under the Bodhi tree, and stretched out her hand to straighten out the messy green silk in her ears, "Dare to ask the Purple Moon Emperor Ji Fangling?"

Ling Zhen was stunned for a moment, his cheeks were flushed with a trace of inexplicable heat, I don't know if it was because of Shuanghua's answer that he was not angry about, "You, why are you asking this?"

"For mortals who are only sick, there are still many unfulfilled wishes to be fulfilled. Shuanghua looked away without hesitation, and at the same time withdrew her hand, looking at the brilliant galaxy under the Bodhi tree with wistfulness.

Frostbloom is mortal...... Ling Zhen muttered, unable to believe his ears. After having experienced so many things in the wilderness, she knew that he was not a simple person, but he would never be a simple mortal.

His eyes followed Shuanghua, and Shuanghua's teasing words sounded in his ears, "You don't think I'm from the Demon Realm, do you?"

"No, I was thinking that you had such an anti-heaven spell as a mortal, and it's no wonder that the Celestial Clan would regard you as a demon realm. After speaking, Ling Zhen looked at Shuanghua worriedly, and saw that he was distracted, and only then did he realize that he had fallen into his trap.

"...... Qi'er" Shuanghua softly recalled the name that belonged to him to Ling Zhen, his voice was not as indifferent as before, and there was more demagogic power, "Promise me, you have to take care of yourself in my absence." ”

"No! Ling Zhen couldn't control himself and pounced on Shuanghua, hugged him tightly, and tears flowed out uncontrollably, "I want you, don't leave me, okay, I will be very obedient and obedient." ”

Shuanghua's weak body staggered back a few steps, and finally stood firm, reaching out not to wipe the tears from the corners of Ling Zhen's eyes as before, but to fall on her hand that was clasping his waist, "Qi'er let go, you have grown up, you can't hold me like before anymore." ”

"Frost Bloom...... I know, don't go, marry me. You're so powerful that you're not even afraid of the Celestials, I won't dislike your mortal status......" She pulled up the corner of his clothes like a child, wiping her tears.

Shuanghua sighed helplessly, reached out to help Ling Zhen wipe the tears off her face, and her indifferent words were a little more helpless: "Qi'er, marriage is for a woman to marry a man." ”

"Oh......" Realizing that he had said the wrong thing, Ling Zhen buried his head in Shuanghua's chest with a weak heart, and still said without giving up: "Then we ...... When is the cave room? Is it good today...... "I'm afraid of saying the wrong thing, just saying the wrong thing, and I don't know how terrible this sentence is coming out of her mouth.

"Does Ji'er like Frost Bloom?"

There was a question from Shuanghua overhead, and Ling Zhen hurriedly replied: "Of course I like it, and I like it very much." "I'm afraid that if Shuanghua says something he doesn't like, he won't be able to cave the room.

"You're still young, and you don't understand what the relationship between men and women is. Shuanghua spoke very softly, and reached out for Ling Zhen to brush away the snow-like petals that fell on her dress.

"Ling Zhen likes you, Ling Zhen is not young anymore...... "You are almost four thousand eight hundred years old, how can you be small?"

She once sneaked away to the heavenly realm to play, and befriended a little doll who claimed to be the commander of the divine realm, and he told her that mortals generally do not live for a hundred.

Shuanghua is a mortal, so will he be like those mortals, born and old, sick and died in a short period of a hundred years?

She couldn't bear to look at Shuanghua again, as if Shuanghua could disappear from her world at any time, and Ling Zhen hugged Shuanghua tightly again. My heart was sour, and even my breath was painful. Close your eyes, reassure yourself that "there must be a way", but fall asleep without warning.

When I opened my eyes again, I was already in the bedroom of Qingxian Palace. The moonlight entered the house, and the familiar swaying bed curtain made Ling Zhen startled, and silky purple hair spread all over the bed.

Seeing Shuanghua's figure, she hurriedly got off the house, her small and delicate feet fell on the smooth ground, and the coolness instantly hit her whole body.

The palace maid who was in charge of the night happened to push the door at this time, and when she saw Ling Zhen's appearance at this time, she trembled with fright, and almost lost her title, "You, who are you?"