Once upon a time, there was a fairyland called the Corner of the Heavens.

There the four seasons are like spring, and the peaches bloom everywhere; It's beautiful and full of light; There are scorching peach blossoms there; There are rivers that flow gracefully; There are pear blossoms blooming from thousands of trees; There is a beautiful scenery show; There is also a man who is as quiet as a virgin.

The man's name is Xiao, and he is the beloved god of the heavenly palace in charge of the world, and the corner of the end of the sea is his mansion. Chapter 1089 of Chapter 376 of Book 57 of the Law of the Heavenly Palace stipulates: "Whoever serves as a priest is not a lover." But lovelessness does not mean true lovelessness, and the law is only prescribed because it exists.

So, the man flickered in this fairyland for ten thousand years. is not lovely, so the man put all his love into the pear tree in front of his door, **** take care of it carefully. Watering the water of this cape, absorbing the essence of the end of the world, shining through the sun and the moon, the fairy breath is smoking, and the fruit is finally fruitful.

The pear tree is a plant that has grown into a fine for 10,000 years and cultivated immortals for 10,000,000 years. However, because the pear tree in front of Xiao Sishen's door grows in the fairyland at the end of the world, and Xiao Sishen's love is used as an auxiliary material, it gradually has facial features, hair and skin, limbs, thinking, and emotion. It has become an immortal in just 10,000 years.

Xiao Sishen and Lixian, they naturally fell in love with each other.

This matter soon reached the ears of the Heavenly Emperor, who was furious. The two of them were escorted to heaven, and the queen mother had been loyal to her duties since Xiao Sishen took office, and it was not easy for Lixian to achieve positive results, and she saw that it was not wrong for the two to love each other, so she had the heart to let go, but she had to be punished because of the law. In desperation, he had to remove Xiao Sishen from his position, and put the two into reincarnation after three lifetimes, if the two of them still love each other after the third life, it will be regarded as no fault.

Nantianmen.

Xiao and Lixian hugged each other and jumped down from this red dust.

Life is impermanent, the world is impermanent, what will happen to the third life, the third life?

The first life.

The moon is like a hook, and the silver-like moonlight shuttles through a courtyard in Jizhou City like a ghost, and the undulating chirping of fireflies is like an elegy of mourning. The wind was blowing, and the trees in the courtyard rustled and beat a sad song. The black clouds in the sky moved slowly, devouring the moon little by little, until it was completely engulfed.

Tonight, something is destined to happen.

In the backyard, a dark shadow was pacing back and forth. The moonlight peeked out from behind the tumbling clouds and reflected directly on the dark shadow through the treetops, outlining a graceful figure. The angle of her forehead hanging down just buried her face in a haze, and we could not see the woman's appearance clearly, but we could only vaguely see that she was wearing a silk plain white embroidered yellow and Tilian skirt, with a peach sprinkled jacket on the outside, and the black green silk poured on her waist, slightly raised with the wind.

At this time, the woman raised her head slightly, the moonlight just shone on her face, her cheeks were condensed, and her nose was greasy with goose fat, what kind of peerless appearance was that? The eye waves are wandering, the eyebrows are frowning slightly, what kind of expression is that? Anxious, nervous or uneasy?

"Knock knock."

Sansheng heard an extremely slight knock on the door, she looked around, and then gently opened the back door. A man in a white shirt walked sideways, and she took his hand and walked through the garden into a side room. On the round table in the room, there is a pot of pear blossom wine and two celadon wine glasses.

The woman is soft and weak, as if she can't help but blow the wind, there is a faint sadness and loneliness between her eyebrows, and the plain long skirt seems to be a woman's commentary, which sets off the whole person even weaker. The long hair is casually poured around the waist, but the casualness makes people feel like that, only the casual long hair belongs to her.

The man looked at the woman in front of him stupidly, his eyes were wavering, as if he wanted to spend a lifetime carving the woman's face into his mind, and so did the woman.

For a long time, "Draw a picture of me." She lifted her lips lightly, and walked over to the bookcase, inked for her, and then went to the dresser and sat down, and brushed her hair lazily. Looking at the face in the gorgeous copper makeup table mirror, which I feel enchanting and charming, it is so beautiful that it makes people feel flashy in a trance.

The man in white didn't speak, quietly walked to the bookcase, raised his sleeve and held the pen

Outside the window, the wind blew like an elegy of despair and desolation, but beyond that, there was only silence, silence, silence.

An hour had passed, and he put down his pen and ink, and sat down at the round table. The woman walked slowly to him, wanting to say nothing, but gently pushing a glass of poured wine towards him. The pear blossom wine is overflowing, intoxicating, like a thick sorrow, he looked at her, his eyes were deeply reluctant and determined. After a moment, he picked up the wine and drank it with his head up.

She watched him fall, tears running down his cheeks, down his nose, over his red lips, and finally down and dressing.

The woman tearfully poured another glass.

The celadon wine glass fell in her hand, and with a crisp sound, she slowly fell beside him, and used her last strength to hold the hand of the man in white, with a happy smile on the corner of her mouth, and the beauty stayed at this moment forever.

The soul is not there, but love is there.

Hold the hand of the son, and grow old with the son.

She is the eldest lady of the pear family, and he is just a painter, even if they love each other in a thousand ways, they still can't walk together, only in this way, only in this way can they be together forever, because the tear-jerking pear blossom wine is added to the crane top red.

II.

There is no man in Jizhou City who does not love Li Luqi, and Xiao Baichen is too, but his love is different from others, his love does not contain a trace of impurities, just simple admiration. He was a dusty man, clean, indifferent, and wise. He never wants the love of Li Luqi, not because he doesn't want to, but because he doesn't want to blaspheme.

Pear Luqi lives in the Green Rui Pavilion of the Fuchun Building, which is the largest Fengyue place in Jizhou City, and the Lilu Qi is the Oiran of the Fuchun Building.

In the land of fireworks, women are all smoky and charming, delicate, or enchanting or profligate. is obviously full of charm in his bones, but he pretends to have a noble and elegant posture, and his poetry and painting are not inferior to those ladies in the boudoir, or even better. Because the men who have a lot of money like it, and the men like the money in their pockets, they will give you a great deal of it. The women of the wind and dust have had enough of the hardships of life, and they need to exchange their appearance and youth for the happiness of the second half of their lives, and so is Pear Luqi.

Li Luqi was originally a woman who didn't believe in fate, but God just let her meet Xiao Baichen. On that day, the sky and the sun were beautiful, coinciding with the day of the election of the Oiran of the Fuchun Building, Li Luqi was dancing on the stage, and she glimpsed the whiteness from afar. It was the best-looking man Li Luqi had ever seen, and she watched the man in white leisurely sipping tea, and when she looked at Li Luqi, there was a faint appreciation in her eyes. Li Luqi's heart moved, and the dance was even more charming.

In this way, the hearts of the pear green Qi have become the top brand of Fuchun Building.

In this way, Li Luqi believed in her fate, and she felt that the man in white was her destiny.

And just like that, the story has just begun.

After several inquiries, Li Luqi learned that the man's name was Xiao Baichen, Xiao Ya, Bai Jing, and out of the dust. So from then on, all she thought about was Xiao Baichen, eating, playing the piano, painting, chanting poetry, and even her dreams were full of Xiao Baichen.

Li Luqi is the kind of woman who dares to love and hate. If she has Xiao Baichen in her heart, it will not be just an unrequited love for one person, so she will flirt with her eyebrows, secretly send Qiubo, perform on weekdays, and every time Xiao Baichen is on stage, she will perform more attentively. Xiao Baichen is a smart person, he naturally understands Li Luqi's affection.

As in many clichéd love stories, they fell in love.

I remember the day Xiao Baichen ransomed her, Li Luqi smiled and took out the ransom given by Xiao Baichen from the old bustard's hand, and said, "I sold myself here at the age of eleven and earned so much silver for you, it's enough to redeem myself, right?" Then when the old bustard and everyone had not come back to their senses, they took Xiao Baichen's hand and walked out of the spring building like a saucer. The old bustard looked at their backs and wondered if he remembered that he was young, so he didn't chase them, so he let them go.

However, the world is impermanent, and no matter how beautiful a beauty is, she has her certainty. Since ancient times, the red face has many lives and thin lives, like an eternal law, firmly imprisoning Li Luqi. After only a few months with Xiao Baichen, she began to vomit blood, Xiao Baichen was anxious, and after a period of time, she lost a lot of weight, and she no longer had the dusty appearance of the past. It's not that the doctor hasn't been invited, but after they came, they just looked at it a few times and shook their heads and left. Li Luqi lay on the bed and watched Xiao Baichen worry about her day and night, and felt uncomfortable. In fact, Li Luqi knew in her heart that she was the root of the disease that she had fallen since she was a child, and there was no cure, and she was afraid that she only had a few months left to live. But she couldn't bear to say to Xiao Baichen, who was full of hope and kept looking for a doctor for her.

Li Luqi has been sick like this, and she treats every day with Xiao Baichen as if it were a year.

Day after day.

Suddenly, one day, Li Luqi asked Xiao Baichen to take her to Chixu Cliff to watch the sunset. With the afterglow of the sunset, Li Luqi danced the last dance of her life for Xiao Baichen. Life blooms with a strange brilliance in this last moment. In this way, the pear green danced and fell off the cliff with her head up, as if to end the love of this life.

Xiao Baichen is an idiot who will be obsessed with a lifetime once he loves him, and he grabbed Li Luqi's hand at the moment when Li Luqi fell off the cliff.

Hold the hand of the son, and grow old with the son.

Xiao Baichen took Li Luqi's hand, and his eyes burned on her, and he fell with her to the bottom of this Chixu cliff

The sun slowly sets, the clouds drift slowly, the trees sway quietly, and the wind whines

What is life and death? That's why they loved each other.

III

Heaven.

"What? You said that Xiao Sishen Yuanshen entered the wrong reincarnation in the third life! The Heavenly Emperor squinted at the Reflection Mirror in mid-air of the main hall.

"Back to Your Majesty, that's true. The reincarnation division on duty at that time was a newcomer who had just been promoted this year, so he didn't know that Xiao Sishen's body was in love with the third life, but it was an unintentional mistake. "Yue Lao is dressed in a red robe, lining his originally fair skin is more translucent and moist, and his bewitching eyes look at the refraction mirror, and his eyes reflect the wisdom and banter that do not match the appearance." It's just that the originally set ending seems to be about to be disturbed by this unintentional mistake. ”

The queen mother looked at the image in the mirror with a worried face, and said: "These two lives have been bitter for this pair of idiots." Falling in love is not a heinous thing, so why bother? Old Yue, I ordered you to help the two of them in the lower realm, don't let them miss it. ”

"Obey orders!"

"Hold the hand of the son, grow old with the son." is the most desolate sentence.

But my mother waited for this promise for a whole life. Watching the years carve deep and shallow fine lines on her face, across the scarred heart, it was shocking.

Li Ximu asked her mother: "Is it worth it?" ”

The mother just murmured lightly: "Mu'er, when you bury such a person in your heart, you won't ask that anymore." ”

As a result, loneliness slowly passed by under the lapse of time.

The mother's name is Li Qingyi, from Jinzhou, a water town in the south of the Yangtze River with Wu Nong's soft language. It's a joke.

At that time, Liqing's clothes were peerless, just like the most gorgeous Kodan, and the beauty was thrilling.

Such a woman is naturally proud.

But no matter how proud she is, after all, she is only a twenty-eight girl, and she also hopes to meet the true son of destiny.

Jinzhou in March is beautiful, with beautiful swallows and full of spring.

Spring tour, apricot blossoms blow all over the head, who is young and romantic. Li Qingyi also met such a suave man in this spring-filled Wanqu Lake, so the girl's heart broke through the ground like spring shoots.

A man like that has never been seen before by Li Qingyi. Handsome and delicate, humble and gentle, with a hint of indifferent fame and fortune. The girl's heart was tied to the man.

At that time, Li Qingyi made all men crazy. It's not just because of her looks, but also because of her singing skills. At that time, she was already a famous character. The Li Qingyi on the stage is moving. babbling and singing the grievances and sorrows of the women in the play, the beauty is like a fairy, and it does not eat the fireworks of the world.

Such a woman is naturally proud.

But no matter how arrogant she is, after all, she is just a beautiful woman, and she also looks forward to being able to truly love others.

Of course, the man was moved.

So, acquaintance, acquaintance, love.

Fluttering butterflies in spring, appreciating lotus in summer, looking at the moon in autumn, and listening to snow in winter. The piano is harmonious, and the affection is lingering. In the end, the gap between hearts and minds is filled.

The man was quietly buried in Li Qingyi's heart, taking root and sprouting, spreading wantonly, tightly wrapping around the girl's soft heart, becoming a beautiful vein on the heart wall, rippling with the heartbeat. Li Qingyi knows that this feeling is called happiness.

Li Qingyi's eyes are very big and bright, revealing a little tenderness, cleansing the most tenacious string in people's hearts. The fortune teller said that such a woman would have an unfortunate fate.

Time flies.

Three years have passed in the blink of an eye. Li Qingyi took the young her to stand at the head of the bridge and sent her father to Beijing to take the exam. Three years of happy life made Li Qingyi forget, even if the man back then was really indifferent to fame and fortune, no one could be like this for the rest of his life, even Zhuge Kongming couldn't do it, let alone his father?

My mother stood at the head of the bridge like this, watching my father drift away, and finally disappeared. She looked at her mother with a sad expression, and there was deep reluctance in her clear eyes. The wind lifted her clothes, and her clothes flew and looked thin and depressed.

Such a woman is naturally strong.

But no matter how strong she is, after all, she is just a woman like water, and she hopes that she can live a plain life with her husband and children. for a lifetime. (To be continued.) )