Fall into the city.

Snowflakes fly, flowers and snow fly.

What is the flower snow, its flower resembles the shape of the lotus, and the posture of the snow, because the city falls all the year round snow, so it is called the flower snow, and there is also the meaning that it is not confused with the snowflake.

The snowflakes are so thick that when you look at them from a distance, you can't tell where the snow is, where the mountains are, and where the castle is, just because it snows all year round, between heaven and earth, a piece of snow is white, and before you turn around, the snow has already covered the road when you came.

In the place where the snowflakes fly all year round, the flowers and snow will also bloom all year round, endlessly, without thanks.

Only because of the little red on the petals can you tell that it is snow, and from a distance, it is only the snowflakes dancing.

The son of Xun Shijia stood there, although it was the season of snowflakes, he still gently shook the folding fan in his hand, and his long hair flying could not hide his alluring face.

A charming woman in green clothes knelt there on one knee, quietly, silently, as if there was no zài, the snowflakes fell on her, she didn't move, the snowflakes were like white flowers blooming on the green leaves, charming and ruthless, heaven and earth coexist.

"Sanniang, you know that I have someone I like, why did you call me here again?!"

The man's cold tone did not look back, but he just looked up, not knowing whether he was looking at the flying snow, or the flying snow, or the white snow-like sky, folding the fan and shaking it lightly, knocking down the snowflakes.

"Are you reluctant to change your mind about her in this life?"

The woman looked up at his back.

"Yes!"

The man turned to help her up, and looked into her eyes, which were deep and shallow snow-white.

"But, Your Highness, I"

Leng Sanniang wanted to speak and stopped, her eyebrows were affectionate, before he said that he would never want to see her, and now she called him to come to this Luocheng, which originally belonged to her, she thought that Zhu Kangan would not come, but he still came to the appointment, and thought that he had a chance, but still no.

She stared at him, speechless.

"Sanniang, why are you persistent?!"

"Your Highness, you should know Sanniang's heart for you!"

The woman in Tsing Yi stared at him stubbornly, seeking the last shred of hope.

"Sanniang, I said, my heart will never be devoted to you, in this life and this life, I only love her alone, and I will not marry!"

"Your Highness"

The woman's helpless call, there is an indescribable, unclear mood, is it just like this, her heart, still

"Don't say much, Sanniang, just do your own thing, and other things have nothing to do with you!"

This tone was too resolute, just like the day she left the deep courtyard and prostrated at his feet, she still remembered it clearly, as if he agreed to come to see her this time just to remind her once again that she should not forget her duty.

After Zhu Kangan finished speaking, he turned around indifferently, looked up at the sky again, and left quietly without looking back.

"Your Highness has nothing to do with me, you are so cruel!!"

Leng Sanniang knelt there decadently, the cyan skirt connected the ground and the snowflakes, and the snow fell on it, the snowflakes did not melt, and the flowers and snowflakes did not thank her.

Since he said it all, then what else can she do, what else can she say, can it only be hatred, endless torture?!

The snow fell on her, silently, and she didn't move again until the snow completely covered her and turned her into a snowman.

Finally, she fell silently.

It was far, far away, that a person dared to run over, and he gently picked her up, only to see the obvious scar on his cheek, it was a very ugly man.

He put her on the bed and looked at the woman like a baby, and he saw her stubbornness, and he just shook his head and turned around.

Make a stove, cover it with a thick quilt, and rub its hands.

The man knelt on her bed.

"Sanniang, why are you suffering? Knowing His Highness, he alas! ”

Zhu Lianmei, who had a scar on her face, couldn't help but burst into tears, falling on the hand of the woman he was holding tightly.

"I don't remember how long I have been emotionally attached to my son Kang'an, so long that I almost forgot the time, Li Shuangdie was reincarnated and became Li Yixin, she is still young and has an ageless appearance. I am getting older year by year, and I am no longer treated by Gongzi Kang'an, I vaguely remember that I was the most favored woman by Gongzi Kang'an. ”

Leng Sanniang muttered to herself, word by word.

Because she has been in the snow for too long, no matter how good her martial arts are, she can't withstand the cold, so at this moment, she is cold, shivering while talking.

The snow was still falling outside the curtain, and the snow in the falling city had not stopped, and so many years had passed since she came here, and it still hadn't stopped.

The warm Jincheng is Li Shuangdie's, and this cold and biting city is hers, which is like the lingering nightmare, which makes her torture, all the time, life is better than death.

Zhu Lianmei next to him bent down to play with the charcoal fire in the stove, tears fell into the charcoal fire, the firelight jumped and reflected on his scarred face, tears fell, like a lonely shining star in the sky, he deliberately lowered his head, just didn't want her to see his sadness.

Zhenzhen and Phantom couldn't stand the cold here, so he didn't bring it, Leng Sanniang didn't know that there was a Zhenzhen and Phantom Existence at all, she only had hatred and dissatisfaction in her heart, Li Shuangdie took away her Qiē, she didn't expect Zhu Kangan to save her, she wanted to love him and accompany him It was so difficult.

And she also knew that Li Shuangdie didn't love Zhu Kangan at all, otherwise Zhu Kangan wanted to be lucky to Li Yixin in the deep courtyard that day, Li Yixin would not object, and she would not slap Zhu Kangan.

It's just a man's feeling, and she believes her feeling is very accurate, and it's true.

Zhu Kangan was beaten by Li Yixin, and he still had a smile on his face, without the slightest anger, and politely took Li Yixin to the six barriers to find Zhu Wen and Gu Yan.

Leng Sanniang was silent, Zhu Lianmei also stopped her tears, the fire was hot, scorching his tears, he turned his back and asked in a low voice: "You summoned Gongzi Kang An back from Li Yixin's side, wouldn't it be as simple as wanting to show your heart to him again?!" ”

Although it was a puzzled tone, he was very sure in his heart, Zhu Kangan had already said that he didn't want to see Leng Sanniang again, but now Leng Sanniang called him against his will, there must be something very important, and this matter must be related to Li Yixin.

Zhu Kangan only cares about Li Yixin, and many things do his best to pave the way for Li Yixin, Li Yixin's everything is smooth because of Zhu Kangan, of course, he will not let her smooth sailing, otherwise the time for Li Yixin to become a thousand-year-old demon god will have to be postponed.

I can't eat hot tofu in a hurry, Zhu Kangan is naturally very clear.

"Hmph—"

Leng Sanniang suddenly smiled indifferently, snorted coldly and did not speak, Zhu Lianmei didn't ask any more, turned around and went to make the charcoal fire more vigorous.

The firelight illuminated his face again, thoughtfully. (To be continued.) )