The four of them headed south together, and the sky gradually darkened, and the temperature dropped with it. Sure enough, the snow fell without warning, deeply, as if there were thousands of emotions, and it was as turbulent as the sea, capable of drowning everything. The forms are myriad and crystal clear, like soldiers on a journey, wearing silver armor and like pieces of white sails sailing away......

The snow was falling heavier and heavier, and the horses were frightened by the cold air, and they shrank their horses' hooves, unwilling to go any further. Seeing that there is a thatched shop in front, the four of them are going to stay on foot and eat a bowl of hot rice.

By the broken bridge in the wild, lonely and ownerless. It was already dusk and I was alone, and it was even more windy and rainy. has no intention of fighting for spring, and a group of people are jealous. Scattered into mud and dust, only fragrant as before. Probably this poem can describe the plum by the bridge, they are still bulging with flowers and bones on the tree, and the ground is trampled on at will, in this thatched shop that no one cares about, who can pity it and see its existence?

She touched the bud on the tree, and the familiar gesture was like that of her mother.

"Luo'er, do you think this plum blossom is good-looking?"

The young Ziluo was only six years old and had no definition of beauty, just shook her head. "What's so beautiful about a white flower, my mother might as well take the lead flower!" she braked that her mother would bring different colors of hairpin flowers every day, and the colorful and shiny ones were particularly beautiful, and I heard that they were all given to her by her father.

The mother shook her head, "This plum blossom is my mother's favorite, the ice is clear and jade, the cliff is a standout, the snow is not afraid of the cold, your name comes from this." ”

Ziluo nodded confusedly, as if she understood or not.

"Isn't this budding plum just like a silver bead? So your name is Xiao Yinzhu, and my mother hopes that you will be like a plum blossom and live strongly. ”

Ziluo shook her head unhappily, "I said it's not good-looking, it's not good-looking, and the silver beads are much better than it." ”

"Haha~" The mother laughed, this little girl was still jealous.

It was her birthday.

So, today is also her birthday, it's just ...... Changed.

An Lingliuyu, who was worried about her injury, also got up, but saw her by the bridge. Her skin is integrated with this snow color and plum blossoms, and she is simply a Qiongtai immortal. He approached slowly, still holding Lan Cangyan's special golden medicine in his hand. "The girl is still outside, aren't you afraid of the cold?" Then he took off his coat and handed it to him, smelling another cold fragrance.

Ziluo looked at him attentively, angry and happy. The angry thing is that he hurt himself today, and the happy thing is that he still cares about himself. No, why should I be happy, now she is in front of him as another woman, not her true self. Suddenly, he changed his attitude and excused himself. "I'm going back, Childe farewell!"

An Ling looked at her transformation suspiciously, instinctively pulling her sleeve with his hand, not daring to touch her hand. "Girl, I'm just apologizing to the girl for what happened during the day, this bottle of medicine is prepared by Lan Gongzi, I hope the girl can get better soon, and I can also alleviate some sins. ”

Ziluo nodded, that's all. "Then thank you Childe!" After speaking, he took the medicine and left, there was no smell of her here, and it was blown away by the wind. He stood in the snow, slowly piling up on his hair and body.

Ziluo, are you still blaming me?

Originally, he thought that his sense of smell was wrong and it was impossible to meet her, but when he heard that the old man Luo said that her master was the blood bat Su Fanyu, he was immediately shocked, and the guilt in his heart was another layer. In the past, when I was in the palace, although it was cold, it was not like this. Changing her face for no reason may be her characteristic.

Women are fickle, he can understand, but it seems that she can't be angry with herself, and she always feels more guilty, and she is angry with the kind of guilt she provokes.

At night, only the cold wind howled quietly, but it became more and more eerie. A few small voices sounded on the rooftop, and the violet with a candle was painting a portrait of her mother. In the portrait, her mother is a very beautiful woman, dancing among the plumlins. I was so serious that I ignored the footsteps on the roof.

A puff of smoke drifted down, and her head became more and more dizzy, and she slowly lost consciousness......

The one who lives next door is An Ling Liuyu, because Ziluo can't help but stay up all night, he thinks that the wound is too painful for her to sleep, and he doesn't dare to go into the house to have a look, so he has to stay up all night with her. In the blink of an eye, the wind was getting stronger again, and he tried to close the window that was only open to make it easier to observe the lights in the violet house, but he was attracted by several dark shadows. The cold incense stimulated his nostrils, and his whole body tensed, and he immediately chased after him.

"Stop, let me go!" An Lingliu overtook them for a while and stopped the assassin carrying the purple dill in front of them.

"If you don't want to die, get out of the way of me, hold back and get in the way of our errands!"

"I'm just in the way, why haven't I died?"

The two of them didn't talk nonsense to him, picked up the three-pronged blade in their hands, and Xiaoyue Sickle rushed forward. Ziluo was thrown on the roof, and An Lingliu was a little worried that she would catch a cold, so the first thing was to save her.

The martial arts of the two people were not ordinary, and An Ling Liuyu stopped him for a while. An Lingliu was full of anger and no longer showed mercy to his subordinates, picked up the Qinghong Sword and killed it, and his hands and feet were cut off in two clicks. Ziluo was snatched by him, and those people didn't care about Ziluo, holding their hands and feet in place, howling in pain.

"Bang~" Lan Cangyan's door was kicked open by him, Lan Cangyan woke up in a dream, rolled to the ground, and suddenly felt cold.

"Save her!" An Lingliu said anxiously.

Lan Cangyan didn't understand what was going on, so he wanted to scold him, but when he saw that Ziluo had an accident, he just did. "Is the wound suppurating?"

"Captured by the Assassins, just in time I arrived!"

Lan Cangyanzai took a closer look before he breathed a sigh of relief, "It turns out that he was just unconscious." ”

"Then you take care of her, don't say I've been here!"

"Why?" Lan Cangyan was surprised.

She hates to see herself, and if she finds out that she has saved her, she doesn't want to talk to herself but wants to talk to him, it must be very difficult, right?

Seeing that he didn't answer, Lan Cangyan also called him, "Actually, you're already in love with her, aren't you?"

"If you say that you saved her, she will definitely be closer to you in the future, and then your chance will come. He didn't answer the rhetorical question, completely staggering the topic.

How could she be so close to herself? If she knew that she had saved her, she would feel that she was putting pressure on her, because she owed herself too much, so that it would be difficult for the two of them to stand at the same starting point, and she would always avoid herself.

"You take it away, I don't want to ask for credit!" Lan Cangyan also said ruthlessly.

"What's wrong with you?" An Lingliuyu felt that he was a little strange, was it wrong to let him be a hero to save the beauty?

Lan Cangyan picked her up and handed it to An Ling Liuyu. "I still have to sleep. By the way, he gave him the antidote, and quickly closed the door.

An Ling looked at her in his arms and sighed. It's better to send her back to the room first, give her the antidote, and then leave quietly.

didn't take two steps, Ziluo suddenly woke up, and after a long time, the medicinal properties also passed. Seeing that she was being held in his arms, she jumped in embarrassment and wanted to escape from him, but she hit An Ling Liuyu's chin, her feet slipped, and the two of them fell to the ground in an embarrassing way, she lay on An Ling Liuyu's body, and kissed his cold lips. She froze for a few seconds. As soon as his face was hot, he realized what he had done, and left the scene as if he had fled. An Lingliu sat stupidly in place, not even knowing that his clothes were soaked. Feeling her beauty, the corners of her mouth were raised.

Crispy, soft, why is the heart beating so fast? Why is it that person? Ziluo grabbed her hair and tried to scream hoarsely, and finally buried her head in the quilt. "It's a shame to be dead, but I kissed him by myself!" "I'm not pure, I'm ...... Ziluo's heart was full of An Ling's joys, sorrows, and sorrows, and she couldn't sleep this night.

Perhaps, this is the best birthday present, and God has sent her an angel to stop being lonely.

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