There is a legend in Kyushu that in the distant Tianshan Mountains blooms a nine-fold lotus flower that is as clear as snow, which can give birth to life and death, and flesh and bones. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

Of course, this is just a legend among the people.

The night was dark, and it was dark in the empty palace.

Yun Yun sat in front of the window, looked at the pale face in the mirror, and frowned, so the red lotus between his eyebrows was also slightly clustered.

She had died once, it was real death, and to this day she still remembered the cold and painful touch of the blade.

December 12 of Ding You's year is her death day.

That day, the sky was full of snowflakes, one after another, she was dressed in plain clothes, ** feet, holding a long sword as cold as the north wind, standing in front of the palace of Daqi, surrounded by manic and obscene rebel soldiers, not far away The two corpses were still gurgling out of warm red liquid, winding down, flowing to her feet, white snow, red blood.

She remembered that not long ago they were guarding her and anxiously admonishing her. But by this time, they had become two lifeless corpses, and only the pool of blood that had not yet congealed confirmed that they had indeed existed.

It was her father and brother.

She had been waiting, waiting for the person who had her heart and soul to come and save her, although they had told her that he had surrendered, but she still did not believe it, seeing was believing, as long as she did not see him, she would always believe in him and wait for him.

In order to hold on to the last bit of dignity, she put her sword across her neck and looked out of the crowd, not only did she not see the figure of the man, but everywhere she looked, there were all tragic scenes, and her ears were filled with heart-rending pleads and almost humble begs for mercy.

Finally, he came, but he said to her with an indifferent expression, "Come down." ”

He never looked at the two corpses, one of whom he had sworn allegiance to, the other of whom he had toasted all night.

She waited for so long, just waited for these three words, but the coolness of the ice and snow under her feet was not as cold as the thirty-nine days in her heart, she raised her head and closed her eyes in despair, the country was broken, her heart was dead, and her life should be extinct.

If, there is an afterlife, she will never want to be so affectionate again!