Slowly opened her eyes, the distant dream was gone, her eyes were a little blurry, and there was a cold and unique warmth in her ears. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

Like the warm and soft sunshine of winter, who is that voice?

???? Zijin felt so familiar, so far away, like a past life and present life.

"Capacity...... Kindness? ”

Maybe it was because she had slept for too long, her voice was hoarse, and her throat hurt as if it had been burned by fire.

"Yes, it's me, Zijin, what do you think?" He held Zijin's hand, the cold melted in his warm palm, just like Zijin's heart, redeemed by the sun, the cold melted, and a touch of warmth was delivered.

"Water ......"

Zijin repeated weakly, but he felt that the hands holding him trembled violently, and he hurriedly put Zijin's hands into the mattress and tugged the corners of the quilt for her, as if he was afraid that she would freeze.

"I'll pour it for you, wait a minute."

The forehead was gently covered with warmth, accompanied by his shallow breath, with distant thoughts and love.

Rong En, this name, Zijin has not forgotten, even if he has forgotten Rong Li, he has not forgotten the young man who is very similar to Rong Li.

There are people in the world who are so similar that they are almost mistaken for Zijin.

At that time, she was disheartened, and she just wanted to get the rumored Heart-Destroying Gu and get out of the sea of suffering.

In order to show sincerity, after arriving at Zixu Mountain, Zijin chose to get off the car and walk, it was winter, and the entire Zixu Mountain was covered by heavy snow, and it was difficult to distinguish the direction.

Zijin walked slowly in the snow alone, and she couldn't use internal force, so she could only suffer from the cold, walking step by step, until her feet were numb and unconscious.

The heavens seemed to be playing tricks on her, and in the afternoon the snowflakes fell on the horizon, getting bigger and bigger.

Faltering, his feet were deep and shallow, but Zijin seemed to have lost his soul, and he just walked forward, letting the cold wind roll up the broken snow.

The huge mountain was completely covered with pure white snow, and his body became heavier and heavier, and finally Zijin fell into the snow and never got up again.

Consciousness disappeared little by little, pure white snow fell on her hair, light blue was slowly buried by the snow, and Zijin lay quietly in the snow, waiting for death to come.

The sound of the wind whistling in his ears, the spirit gradually lost his mind, at this moment Zijin seemed to hear, in the sound of the wind and snow, who was gently shaking the bell and singing softly.

I don't know where the voice came from, but it feels like a fairy in the snow.

"Don't sleep."

Zijin didn't know whose voice it was, it was obviously as cold as ice and snow, without the slightest emotion, but she actually felt a long-lost warmth.

She gently called Rong Li's name in her mouth and slowly fell asleep.

When she opened her eyes again, Zijin was already in a warm place, and a teenager walked in slowly, and at that moment Zijin almost thought that she had seen it wrong, she thought that she had a delusion.

Because the young man was too similar to Rong Li, so that Zijin misidentified someone, the young man approached Zijin, but Zijin kept looking at the young man blankly.

He is not Rong Li, a calm and introverted person, who is extremely deep in the city, and will not have such a clean soul as a young man.

Rong Li's eyes are the same as his heart, which is unpredictable and difficult to understand.

And this young man's eyes are like crystal clear, and like the morning dew, clean and free of impurities, and it takes great courage to look at him.

"You're finally awake?"

"You saved me?"

The boy nodded, "I found you in the snow and brought you back." ”

His tone was flat as if he were narrating that what he had picked up in the snow was a small animal, not a living person.

As Rong Li expected, the Zixu Immortal had been out for several months, and now there was only this young man left on this mountain.

Because of the injuries on his body, Zijin was honored to stay temporarily.

Jon.

God-given grace.

This is what the young man told Zijin, and this is his name.

Rong En, Rong Li.

Zijin seemed to secretly feel that these two people had a deep relationship, but she didn't dare to think deeply.

The days on Zixu Mountain, Zijin spent every day in recuperation, although Rong En was simple and incomprehensible about the world, but he was very warm, he didn't like others to get too close to him, Zijin respected him, and would keep a distance from him every time.

Rong En treats Zijin as a guest, but Zijin treats Rong En like what?

Zijin is also very confused at times, she always wants to be good to him in an involuntary situation.

In order to find him a companion, Zijin once lay in the snow for half a day and caught a beautiful bird for him.

Zijin still clearly remembered that a strange light flashed in Rong En's eyes at that time, and he smiled, his smile was so clean and warm.

For the first time, he held Zijin's somewhat frozen hand, put it to his mouth and blew gently to warm her hands.

It's so warm that people want to sink into his warmth.

However, he is not Rongli, no matter how similar he is, he is not Rongli, not the Rongli that makes Zijin unforgettable.

More than once, countless, Zijin had fantasized about how good it would be if he was allowed to leave, and he would hug her into his arms so gently, so that he could feel the warmth from him.

And if, the first time she met the person, it was not Rong Li but the warm and clean Rong En, how good would it be, maybe she would not be hurt by the person she loved, and she could hold hands with him for the rest of her life.

If she hadn't met Rong Li, it would have been fine.

If she hadn't been allowed to leave, she would have liked that warm boy.

A pair of hands reached for her back, and distant thoughts were pulled back.

It was Rong En, who slowly lifted Zijin's body, so that all her weight was pressed on him.

"Drink some water."

The lips touched the cold, Zijin obediently opened his mouth, and the water slowly flowed from the lips and tongue to relieve the original dryness.

"How long did I sleep?"

"Ten days."

Ten days, it's really a long time. Zijin was silent, and now she still couldn't accept it.

She is Lin Zijin.

I can't accept that there are so many sudden changes, and the truth she originally thought was turned into a phantom in a dream.

And the boy who made her love for so long.

"Much happened during the time you were asleep."

Under Rong En's patient explanation, Zijin learned that Bingyin was beheaded by the emperor in public, and the four princes suddenly rebelled and forced the palace Taiji Palace, and the emperor was stunned by anger.

The four princes will rebel, presumably Rong Li will also contribute to it, is he really ready to do it?

Gongsun Ling temporarily took over the right of the East Palace, Zijin was not surprised, and even more, Zijin was happy for him, she knew that Gongsun Ling didn't really like it, but this was the right he wanted, and now that he got it, Zijin was of course happy for him.

The imperial city regime has changed abruptly, and now only Rong En and Zijin are left in the enclosure, and the emperor is worried about Zijin's body, so he deliberately left the imperial doctor and his subordinates to take care of her.

Rong En will be here, but he took the initiative to ask for orders to take care of Zijin, and the emperor will naturally not refute his intentions.

"Rong En, I remembered, all of it, I remembered, I'm sorry."

Forget him, very guilty, deceive him, feel very guilty, lose him, feel very guilty.