The wind blew in through the window, and the heat coming out of the teacup swayed, Yun Mo wrapped the fox fur, picked up the green glazed teacup, and held it in both hands, feeling the heat of the tea.

After Xue Qianqian closed the window for him, he said, "To be honest, I can't guarantee what the Snow Flower Holy Land will do, just like when I was in Hangu Pass, I saw Uncle Fan in the enemy formation, but my mother couldn't do anything. ”

She paused, with unconcealable sorrow and helplessness in her eyes, and said, " In fact, I have been very tired all these years, being the palace master of the Snow Flower Holy Land is not what I want, the kind of high-minded life, bound by countless rules, everyone is respectful to you, although noble, although I have the power to kill others, although Zhong Ming Ding eats, but there is always a lack of human touch, the Snow Flower Palace is on the snow mountain, it is already very cold, after sitting on the position of the palace master, my heart seems to be getting cold, perhaps it is for this reason that my mother has been sitting in that position for a long time, and she will become a heart of stone, and she will be ruthless to watch Uncle Fan in the enemy formation when she is in Hangu Pass。 ”

Yun Mo didn't speak, because at this time, in the face of Xue Qianqian's confession, he didn't know what to say.

He knew that she had expectations for him, but he didn't know if he could reciprocate that affection.

So whatever you say, it's wrong.

The more you say, the more you get wrong.

Even if she risked her life and ignored the opposition of countless people to save herself.

Looking at the side face that could fascinate countless men, Yun Mo just sighed faintly in his heart.

Xue Qianqian smiled slightly, without the cold aura that made people stay away, like an orchid after the new rain in the empty mountain, "I actually don't like the Snow Flower Palace, not only the Snow Flower Palace, I don't even like the Holy Maiden Peak, even the Snow Flower Holy Land, I don't like snow, I don't like ice, I don't like cold things." ”

"Back then, the queen mother was taken back to the Snow Flower Palace by the elders, and she was already pregnant with me, and then she sensed that I was about to be born, and the queen mother escaped, perhaps because the first person she wanted me to see was my father, so she set foot on the road to the Holy Sword Gate, but what she didn't expect was that halfway through, I was born early. ”

Xue Qianqian said, "At that time, it was still the end of autumn, in an ordinary farmer's house in a valley, when I was born, the sky began to snow very strangely, countless snowflakes fell, when I was a child, the queen mother said, there are thousands of words in my name, it is because of that snow, the charming eyes of the goose feathers falling snowflakes. ”

"But then one time, the queen mother got drunk and said a lot, and then I knew that the original two words were not because of the countless snowflakes, but because of her thoughts about Uncle Fan, and she missed them in a thousand ways. ”

Yun Mo took a sip of tea, slightly bitter, just like her words, just like the story she told about her mother and Fan Shanhe.

Xue Qianqian smiled, but the smile was reluctant, and continued, "I don't like the Snow Flower Holy Land, it's like a cold cage, for the queen mother, for me, it's all a cage. I also don't like the queen mother, since I love a man, why do I have to pay so much attention to each other, why do we have to not hurt each other? People live a good life in this life, isn't it okay? I don't want to do things that I regret, so even if all the elders in the door are against it, I will save you. He even knocked out one of Elder Li's front teeth with one punch, that was his last tooth, poor Elder Li, he could only drink porridge in the future. ”

This joke is not funny at all, at least Yun Mo didn't laugh out loud.

Xue Qianqian continued, "When you get old, will you lose your teeth? Will you also turn into white hair, and will you also stiffen your back? If we get old, will we be considered white-headed and old?"

Later, her voice was as thin as a mosquito's groan.

But soon, she took a deep breath, as if she had summoned the greatest courage of her life.

Suddenly turned around, leaned his face over, and looked at Yun Mo, his long eyelashes trembling slightly.

"I like spring flowers, I like the summer wind, I like the autumn leaves, and even if you are here, I will also like the snow in winter, I want to see thousands of rivers and mountains, I want to see the splendid stars, and you, Yun Mo, are you willing to accompany me to see it?"

That beautiful face was almost on Yun Mo's face, slightly flushed, and her lips trembled slightly, breathing like an orchid.

"I ......"

Yun Mo opened his mouth, but he couldn't speak.

What should I do? He thought to himself, how would he respond to such an infatuated woman, to such an affectionate and sincere confession?

Do you want to run away?

Who is the one who thinks in your heart and loves in your heart?

Is it Ziyue, is it Dream Crystal Demon Venerable, is it Bai Xiaobai, or is it the woman in front of you?

Some people say that they choose a city to die and choose a white head, but why do they think of these three women at the same time?

Inexplicably, he suddenly remembered Nie Qianrou again, not that he liked her, but just envy, her love with her childhood sweetheart brother Himeno is so clear and profound, that woman, I'm afraid it will be difficult to fall in love with someone else in this life, right?

And what about yourself? Is this uncertainty because of greed? Is it all three?

And at this moment, in his mind, he suddenly remembered the hatred and resentment in the past life and this life, and the revenge has not been avenged, so why is it home?

"I ......"

He was still trembling and couldn't speak.

But the next moment, his hand suddenly tightened, and the green glazed teacup in his hand was crawling with countless cracks.

A pair of soft, wet, slightly cool lips stuck to his lips.

The soft and cold touch came, and his head was suddenly stunned.

It's a blank slate.

All the vision was the face that was close at hand, the face with the eyes closed, all the background was gone, all the sounds were gone.

The autumn wind and autumn rain outside the window, the surrounding air, is still very cold.

But in his heart, there was suddenly a warm feeling.

I don't know how long it took, maybe it was a long time, or just a moment, the concept of time had become blurred and unimportant at this moment, and those two lips had quietly left, and the beautiful suffocating face was gone.

In his heart, there was a sudden sense of great loss, as if something incomparably precious was far away.

But then, the woman who gave her first kiss to herself smiled, like a lotus flower after the rain, like the bright moon on a midsummer night, like a brilliant fireworks in the sky, "In this way, thousands of lives are your people." ”

The voice came, but the person walked out of the room, and the door was closed, closing the autumn wind and autumn rain outside.

I don't know how long it took, but the tea in the pot was already cold, and the sound of the rain outside the house was much softer.

From near and far, the black-armored monks of the guard camp are standing guard around the commander's mansion, with long iron swords and armor, glowing with cold light, and in the distance, in the courtyard and on the street, countless monks are busy, either cleaning up the battlefield, or collecting intelligence to analyze the battle situation, or building damaged walls and buildings.

Everyone is busy with the next situation and the war that I don't know how it will develop.

Only in the commander's mansion, the person who decided to influence and change the entire battle situation was still in a daze.

A sentence always echoed in his mind.

"In this way, thousands of lives are your people. ”

The corners of his mouth curled up and he smiled suddenly.