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The cold wind is howling, the snow is white, and the endless snow-capped mountains reflect the sky, as if they are one with the sky. Looking from afar, the arrogant fiery red figure in the silver and white depths was particularly dazzling, and the wind carried the snowflakes on her face, but she didn't feel anything, letting the wind and snow blow on her body.

Her deep eyes were not focused. The entangled brows showed the loneliness and sadness in her heart at this moment, and she staggered away, as if to melt into this endless silver white.

"Ling Hanxing, have you really loved me? Your love has not stood the test."

"Ling Hanxing, today I will fulfill you, and you and I will never see you again in the future."

"Ling Hanxing, do you know how painful it would be to suddenly remove a person from your heart?"

"Ling Hanxing, don't make me hate you!"

The repeated images in her mind haunted her like a spell, knowing that what he said was a lie, knowing that it was not worth it, but her heart still couldn't help the pain.

She thought she could walk freely, she thought she would soon forget, but she was not as strong as she imagined. There was always a moment when she would regret her choice, and if she could have fought for a few more like the man then, and said a bunch of promises he had made, would the two of them continue. But it was only for a moment, as fleeting as his love for her, and those damn promises.

gave up because of his dilemma, and because of his indecision, she knew better than anyone that if he really loved her as much as he said, he would not turn around and like other women. They will not choose to remain silent when they have the opportunity to confess the matter. She can forgive his flowery heart, but she can't accept his infirmity in the face of love. After all, he is just like other men in this ancient world, who longs for warm nephrite and has a full of wives and concubines.

She was inexplicably brought to this Haoyue Continent, was it just to meet him? She smiled bitterly in her heart, she never thought that she would live here for a lifetime and end up like this. Her steps grew heavier and heavier, and her body became weaker and weaker. Facing the wind and snow, I hope that those pains will be frozen in this way.

Another cold wind blew, she was no longer powerless to resist, the fiery red figure fell to the wind, her eyes were blurred, and her consciousness stayed at that moment when the dazzling white turned into darkness, "Ling Hanxing, do you remember that you said that you wanted to accompany me to see Los Angeles in winter." ”

Now, the snow in Los Angeles has not waited, but this body can only remain on the top of this Changbai. The images flew away. It seems to have turned into nothingness like a phantom. A crystal tear slipped through and froze in the corner of her eye before it could fall, freezing her despair and desolation.

The wind whistled by, overwhelming the white, only the fiery red seemed to be blood reflecting the dazzling white into red.

******

In the palace of the Northern Dead Kingdom, the setting sun sprinkled on this magnificent palace, the palace maids and eunuchs were busy in an orderly manner, and the whole palace looked no different from usual.

And at this moment, the clear blue sky, the clouds that were still scattered in the sky just now suddenly gathered together quickly, and finally formed the shape of a phoenix floating above the palace, and the sun hit its body, gilding it with a layer of golden light.

Emperor Bei Ying Rongxuan had already stepped out of the imperial study quickly after receiving the report from the personal eunuch, and came to the door to see this surprised scene. Before he could recover from this scene, the white cloud in the sky suddenly turned around and crossed the sky, leaving traces of fiery red where it flew, and the whole sky seemed to be stained red with blood.

Until all of them were surrounded by this fiery red, the white cloud also turned into a fiery phoenix hovering in the sky. The entire palace was stunned by this scene, wondering if they were hallucinating. At this moment, the fire phoenix seemed to be in great pain, and let out a phoenix roar that resounded through the sky, and then its body exploded. The sky is full of fiery red, reflecting the capital of the Northern Martyrdom.

The phoenix roared in the nine heavens of the sky

"Your Majesty, the phoenix is here, this is a good omen!" The eunuch chief An Gonggong's shocked body couldn't help but tremble.

Beiming Rongxuan stared at the direction of the phoenix's departure and said excitedly: "Flame Phoenix, descend on me to the north, is it that the heavens are hinting that my world should be unified!" ”

Beiming Rongxuan tried his best to suppress his excitement, but it was still difficult to hide the surging in his heart at the moment.

The status quo of the four countries has been established for a long time, and there is no country that does not want to unify the world, but no one has been able to take the lead in breaking this peaceful status quo, and they all need an excuse.

And now that the fire phoenix has been reborn from the fire and descended on the Northern Dead, the Northern Darkness Rongxuan can't suppress his excitement.

This moment, this scene, will soon spread throughout Shikoku and shock the world. Looks like it's time for him to do something.

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And at the same time as this happened, no one noticed that a tragic incident happened in the Left Prime Minister's Mansion of the Northern Martyrdom.

In the most remote courtyard of the Zuo Prime Minister's Mansion, an old woman is using her body to block the smashed things flying everywhere for the thin woman in her arms.

And her heartfelt appearance of protecting the Lord even more stimulated the two young women standing on the side to watch the excitement.

Together, the two of them dragged the thin body out of the old woman's arms until they were dragged to the dry well in the courtyard. But he didn't want to throw her out with too much force, and the woman's body fell straight into the well.

This scene frightened the two of them, and it took a while to react, and they hurriedly called someone to salvage the woman.

The woman was taken to the room, and after checking it, the house doctor who came frowned and shook her head: "Back to the second miss, the eldest lady is dead"

"What?" One of the women asked aloud in disbelief until the doctor repeated what he had just said again.

"What should I do sister?"

"What are you nervous about, she accidentally fell down by herself, it has nothing to do with us, and my father won't embarrass us."

"Okay, since everyone is dead, don't stay in this gloomy place, let's go."

The woman pretended to be calm, and after speaking, she walked out without looking at the person on the bed.

At the moment when the two left, the fiery red covered the small courtyard. The old woman, immersed in grief, did not notice the abnormality of the woman on the bed.

Her brow furrowed, and she looked pained. The darkness, the silence around her, and the lack of any pain in her body made her confused, and she wasn't sure if she was dead.

A strong sense of loneliness surrounded her, and in the dark, she hugged her body tightly, wanting to cry but there were no tears. For a moment, she remembered a lot, all the things she had experienced since she traveled to ancient times, and the friends who had helped her and brought her happiness in her life, if they knew that they had left like this, would they be sad, would they have said that she was incompetent, or that they did not remember themselves at all?

Familiar faces appeared in my mind, and finally fixed on that cold and arrogant face. Thinking of him, his heart was full of guilt, as well as a trace of distress and regret.

If she hadn't chosen Ling Hanxing and stayed by his side at the beginning, wouldn't everything have been different after this?

She curled up, feeling lonely and helpless in the silent darkness.

"Yan'er, Yan'er" The sudden call in the distance made her feel familiar but unfamiliar.

"Who is it?"

She looked around and finally saw a red glow in the depths of the darkness. Get up and walk over to the light, getting closer and closer to it, the red light getting brighter and brighter. At last she saw that the source of the light was a small, transparent bottle, and that the shining was actually the contents of the bottle.

She didn't know what it was, but she unexpectedly wanted to get close to it. She lifted her hand and grabbed the bottle floating in the air, only to realize that the bottle was shining with a blooming poppy.

At that moment, she felt inexplicably sad, and tears dripped onto the bottle without warning, and the bottle suddenly emitted a dazzling light. I felt like I had been stabbed in the head, and the bottle in my hand fell off. She raised her hand and pounded her head, in a trance, this scene seemed to be a familiar feeling, but now she couldn't think at all, and her brain seemed to be about to explode.

Until the bottle finally darkened, and the pain gradually disappeared, she lay on the ground weakly and closed her eyes weakly.

******

The sound of crying

"Who is it?" Mo Qingyan frowned in pain, she was so tired, she didn't want to wake up, even if she opened her eyes, she couldn't tell whether it was reality or a dream, it was better to fall asleep like that, and never touch those painful things again. However, the voice kept echoing in her ears, and she seemed to be very sad in her voice. Eventually, she decided to wake up, and she tried to open her eyes, but this time it was a completely different environment, and the pink curtain of the carved bed was so familiar.

Also, why did the crying sound from the bedside make her feel so unreal. Mo Qingyan turned her head sideways and saw an old man and a young man leaning over the bed and sobbing sadly, she only felt a buzz in her head, this was Meng Mo and Su Er. She was shocked, could it be that this is the Prime Minister's Mansion?

What's going on? Why did she come back here all of a sudden?

Mo Qingyan struggled to get up, but found that she had no strength at all. Even this feeling is so familiar.

No, it's not right

An incredible thought flooded my brain. Is she born again again? She remembered the first time she had traveled to this dynasty.

Antique room, old man in ancient costume, maid.

No, no, she must be dreaming.

Mo Qingyan didn't give up wanting to let herself find some flaws. Listening to the old man who kept crying beside the bed, she suddenly thought, wasn't Meng Mo sent to the Blood Martial Villa by her before? How could she come back?

Was she really born again?

Mo Qingyan tried to keep herself calm, and tentatively shouted "What"

The old man beside the bed suddenly raised his head when he heard the voice, and saw that his young lady was looking at her, she was immediately stunned, she couldn't believe it, the young lady was not dead?

"Miss, Miss, you" Meng Mo looked at the thin man on the bed in surprise and shouted excitedly, "You are really not dead, great, it must be blessed by the spirit of the heavens." "Meng Mo has long been in tears. She kowtowed several times excitedly to the window, and then turned back to hold her hand, felt the cold temperature of her hand, and couldn't help but shed tears.

Looking at the old man in front of her, listening to what she said, Mo Qingyan breathed a lot, she remembered clearly that when she crossed over, Meng Mo said these words.

Mo Qingyan closed her eyes, trying to adapt herself to the current environment, and her mind quickly flashed the fragments of those memories when she traveled over in the previous life. The concubine of the prime minister's unfavored concubine, the emperor gave marriage, and the concubine was jealous so much that she died. And when she woke up, she crossed into this body.

Meng Mo looked at the young lady who closed her eyes, and shouted at her a few times with some worry, and Mo Qingyan answered to reassure her.

After getting the response, Meng Mo's heart finally settled down, but she felt distressed when she looked at the weak young lady on the bed.

"Miss, it's all because the old slave is useless, he failed to protect you, and let you suffer this crime." Meng Mo said in a trembling voice, and tears couldn't stop flowing.

Hearing this, Mo Qingyan turned her head sideways and said softly: "Don't blame yourself anymore, I won't let them bully me in the future." ”

Looking at such a young lady, Meng Mo couldn't react for a moment, although the young lady was very weak now, the tone in which she just spoke was firmer than before.

Although she didn't believe that Miss would change completely, she believed that Miss would be stronger than before. Thinking like this, she was somewhat comforted in her heart.

"Well, I want to rest for a while, you can go down and rest too, don't worry about me anymore."

"Okay, then I'll go clean up the yard first, Miss, you can have a good rest, if you have something, call Su'er, I'll let her stay here with you."

"Hmm"

At this moment, Mo Qingyan was really powerless to persuade her, so she could only agree.