In the quiet aroma of the epiphany, the smoke is sleepless. Legend has it that the epiphyllum blooms at night, but before the morning, it is scattered early.

Therefore, this flower, although the fragrance is pleasant, in Yuecheng, but few people really plant it at home, only to the market as a cherished variety, left to a few large families in Yuecheng.

Yanluo always looked enviously at the maid holding the flower pot with an arrogant face, and walked into the courtyard with a deep courtyard as if no one was around, listened to the squeaky door, and then closed it with a muffled snort.

In the air, however, it is still surrounded by a pleasant aroma.

The first time Yanluo met Fairy Chang'e in the Old Hall of the Moon, it was the fairy who came to personally water the "Youtanhua" Yanluo still remembered the cold fragrance of that night, the cold face, but saw through the sad Chang'e Fairy in her eyes

She said, "The pain is extreme, I can't shed tears" These words are still in her ears, and her ignorant and sad self at that time is not much different from now, but just now, she actually stood on the same stage with Fairy Chang'e in the Fengyi Palace, competing in dance skills.

Yanluo still remembers the hands and feet she made on the fairy dance costume, and the cold plums that bloomed in the smudged place were just like the lonely temperament of the fairy Chang'e, not competing with the flowers, but enjoying the beauty.

Yanluo thought, this is the emperor's backyard, in the backyard where a hundred flowers are in full bloom, this plum fragrance is the only one that the emperor can't bear to give up.

Yanluo is really confused, if the Emperor of Heaven loves the cold fragrance of this wisp of cold plum, why did the Queen Mother put a lot of thought into this Yaochi meeting.

It is really unreasonable to want to be a monster of the earth realm and dance the heart of a king. Isn't it that the Emperor of Heaven is not what he thinks he is in his daily imagination? This Emperor of Heaven is either too affectionate or too ruthless.

Yan Luo remembered that her mother said that people who are dedicated to love are categorically unable to dominate **, and the love of the fairy family is a taboo.

And what about yourself? Is it really going to become, a pawn in this power struggle? A victim of lust?

At this time, if she didn't choose like this, she didn't know what else she could do for the people of Moon City?

After going up to Heavenly Court for so long, he didn't know anything about the situation in Yuecheng, and Yan Luo's heart was even more panicked.

Thinking a little stupid, she actually stood in front of the Euphyllum for a long time, but the white Eutenta was in the process of her contemplation, and there were already some petals, which were blooming beautifully silently.

When Yanluo came back to his senses, his eyes were already full of fragrant fragrance, and the flowers were spreading, although they bloomed in the heavenly court where there was no difference between day and night, but they were still like a delicate and infinite bloom with unique beauty.

At the bottom of Yanluo's heart, there was an inexplicable sense of joy, which was so fresh that Yanluo danced happily around Youtan.

Ziyi looked at Yanluo's dancing back from a distance, a little distracted. There was a hint of sadness on the handsome face.

Such an innocent and pure smile is so familiar and distant, Ziyi has a faint smile on the corner of his lips, but the indifferent sadness between this smile has covered the warmth early.

The people in my memory are not wearing an emerald feather coat, but a white coat fluttering, stunning and captivating, with water sleeves swinging, but like a fierce horse, folding a halberd and raising a bow, but it is a woman who does not let her eyebrows.

"Heng'er!"

"Brother Yi", the elf in white, half turned around, but he came to front of him. The next second, but the second is to fall into his arms

"Heng'er, always so naughty!"

"Brother Yi, you're always late!"

"Okay, ghost elf, you know, you have to listen to the story of Pure Water Wonderland again"

"Brother Yi is the best, when will you take Heng'er to Wonderland to play?"

"That Heng'er, you have to concentrate on learning shooting with Brother Houyi, and when you pass the skill, Brother Yi will promise you"

"Really?"

"Of course!"

"Brother Yi, you didn't lie to Heng'er, right?"

"Ziyi, as a pure water fairy, how could he lie to you as a little girl!"

"Oh, too!"

"Is Brother Hou Yi still looking for the elixir?"

"Yes! Brother Hou Yi said, when we find the elixir of life, we can exempt ourselves from cultivation and fly immortals to the sky together to become immortals."

"Heng'er, what's wrong with you? Isn't it the happiest time to see Euepiphany every time? ”

"Happy, Heng'er is so happy, Brother Yi said that he will give Heng'er a surprise, and he will definitely take Heng'er to find the elixir"

"Is the elixir that important? Heng'er, do you want to fly immortals so much? “

"Brother Yi, you are already an immortal, and you don't understand the troubles of ordinary people like us at all."

"Are you bothered, you ghost elf, where did you get so many thoughts in your head?"

"Anyway, being an immortal is better than a mortal, an immortal can live forever, Heng'er is extremely talented, and he must not be disappointed"

"Heng'er! The road to cultivating immortals is far from being as easy as you think."

"There are a lot of hardships that you can't imagine, and there are no easy roads or shortcuts"

"Brother Yi, let's go see the stars!"

Ziyi still remembers Heng'er's wanton smiling face and dancing under the starlight that night. Thinking so engrossedly, I didn't even notice that the wind and thunder had come to my side.

"Immortals. Immortals? Immortals! You are reminded of the old things again" The delicate and transparent white-clothed elf in front of him instantly turned into a black tower-like wind and thunder, and the wind and thunder drooped his head, and pushed Ziyi Shangxian who was thinking deeply, and Ziyi woke up quietly.

"Wind and thunder, what's wrong with Mo Tong!" Ziyi calmed down his messy mind and asked

"The old man is immortal, there is no big problem for the time being, but I am afraid that I will not be able to wake up for a while"

"Oh!" Ziyi just sighed, slashed his arm backwards, and held a white jade flute firmly in his right hand. But his eyes were still glued to the smoke and lotus dancing next to the epiphany.

This little feather demon seems to have some kind of intriguing magic on its body, which makes people can't help but have the desire to get close.

On that day, on the bank of the galaxy, for what purpose, he actually curled her hair in person, and his usual quiet and self-sustaining skills disappeared without a trace in the moment he saw her.

Ziyi still remembers the beautiful woman with black hair spread over her entire shoulder, she is so similar to Heng'er, the same beautiful and kind, but so different, Heng'er understands her mind so thoroughly, and she is ignorant, becoming a pawn between other people's palms, but she is powerless to break free.

Is it mercy? When we first met, we already knew that she was a chess piece in the hands of the Queen Mother, in a place like Heavenly Court, such chess pieces can be seen everywhere, even if she is fortunate enough to be favored by the Emperor, it is only temporary, and when will the Emperor's favor be long-lasting.

Heng'er once favored the crown**, but in the end, it was not the end of living alone in the Moon Palace.

Ziyi's heart hurt like a tear, but Feng Lei didn't want him to indulge like this, so he had to cough heavily, "Ahem, Shangxian, Yuelao Shangxian is now in a coma, I'm afraid I will miss the Yaochi meeting the day after tomorrow, so the marriage book"

Ziyi pondered for a moment, "Yao'er is not in the Yuelao Hall and the Moon Palace, the Imperial Palace is heavily guarded, and there is no need for the Emperor of Heaven to hide Yao'er like this, so that Yao'er can be infatuated with it and refuse to leave is the freshest place."

"Shangxian, what do you mean, Fairy Yao'er is probably in the Fengyi Palace?"

"I'm not sure yet, but it's not far from ten."

"If that's the case, it's complicated. Ziyi groaned.