Although Bing Ning's worried heart was so calm, and the man who leaned on his real self in a warm and wide arms was also very real, this was clear to Bing Ning better than anyone else. She no longer felt afraid, although Long Chen seemed to be scaring herself intentionally or unintentionally, she knew that he was following herself, tolerating herself, and even letting herself.

On the bank of Jinxi, there is a small side of the lotus stamen, where a woman collects jasmine all year round and eats it with a variety of plants, rain, dew, frost and snow. The only time of the year is to rest in autumn, and flowers and plants are planted and cared for in spring, summer and winter to collect potions.

She was going to develop two drugs and use herself as a tester.

She wears two colors of clothes every day, red and enchanting during the day and white and pure at night.

Xu is because she is alone all the year round and looks at a person who can't speak and doesn't react, and she seems to be gradually silent and indifferent, losing the ability to laugh and communicate with others. But none of this was enough to make her calm and peaceful life change the slightest, and her mood was still the same.

In the past two years, she has never thought of anyone except her, Long Hui, Yi Yan, and Long Chen. Even Lin'er never ......

She may be ruthless, and it doesn't seem like much to say she's cold. Although Lin'er was born to her, she and Long Hui were born, she also has the duty of a mother, which is a life. But he was very tenacious, she believed very much, she completely trusted Long Chen to sit in the position that should have belonged to him, and what she left Long Chen was endless coldness. In that position of supreme dignity that holds power, she also left him a child.

Lin'er, she believes that Long Chen takes care of her, which is far better than her taking care of her.

"yes, don't you think so?" It was night, so she was dressed in white, pure as jasmine blooming in the middle of the night.

She stroked his forehead with one hand, and watched as his pale cheeks seemed to flush slightly. It was as if he was smiling at him, and as if he was thanking her for the company she had been with for the past two years.

"Ah Hui, even if you are angry, then I am not afraid. I'm not afraid that you will stand up cold, stand in front of me, and yell at me, but you will never do this, you are so cold, but you will never do that to me. ”

She was originally from a jasmine plant in the desert, and her soul wore through another world. She married as a person with one thought, and she was entangled in a piece of paper and a love debt.

She had promised him the warmth of the hibiscus tent under the red candle, day and night... He also allowed her to lie alone in the dragon chair for ten years, and the country was picturesque...

When he was poisoned three inches in her heart, she smiled and hugged the man into her arms, and abandoned him coldly. When she returns by phoenix, "Moli only loves the country, not beautiful men." But when he said again that he loved her alone, she chose him without hesitation, she took him and left everything behind.

The cold emperor was up and down several times: "Even if I die in an instant, you are my queen." The amorous prince is as gentle as jade: "No matter what, Long Chen will be the only one in this life, Princess Luyang." "A tender colt who plots to the death, a ninety-five respect who makes her fall in love with her to the bone marrow, and a prince who she can never promise him a couple for the rest of his life......

"This is the last time Chu Li will test the medicine for you, and you are still so beautiful when you are old. Li'er doesn't want to wait any longer, instead of waiting for a corpse with a meager pulse, Li'er wants to accompany you in another world where there are only the two of us to guard each other. Chu Li said shallowly, and his voice seemed like the faint pulse on the palm of the dragon back lying on the cold stone bed.

Only the two of them could hear the heartbeat and the sound of talking.

Since he closed his eyes, Chu Li only wore those two colors of clothes. Like this thin night and day, her world is only black and white.

She once sang and danced in the city, and when she looked back, she walked all over the yellow sand. Blood stained his lips: "Jasmine, cool in nature, sweet and bitter in taste, if you eat it for a long time, you will not think about it, and you will be weak..."

Who said that Chu Li was just guarding Longhui alone? In these two years, in those eight years, and in the three years of the grassland, in the long years of the other world, Long Hui was the loneliest person, and even if he was unconscious at the moment, he was still guarding her for a long time.

He is the only support for her to survive.

The current appearance of Chu Li has not changed in the slightest, and neither has Long Hui. It's as if time has stopped when they first met, but only the memory of their deep love has not been lost, and they cherish each other more and trust each other more.

"Ah Hui, Li'er once thought that if we hadn't been separated, hadn't been together, hadn't been afraid, flustered, sad, angry, kissed, and intimate...... Will we be better off than we are now? But after all, there is no result, we can't be stronger than fate, despite this, we have been together so hard, even if it is the separation of life and death, I still have to thank fate for giving me you. Chu Li never looked at Long Hui with his eyes closed more gently than now, telling the story of their past as if he was reminiscing, as if he was yesterday.

Chu Li often wakes up like this in her dreams, and she often has such a real dream. In the middle of that night, she had slept soundly half-asleep and half-awake, with a faint smile on the corner of her lips. She had not waited that night on the edge of his stone bed, which was as cold as her own body, and at the end of her other stone chamber, with such a familiar voice, the door of the stone cave suddenly opened. In her sleep, she seemed to be imprisoned all over, unable to move at all, and even her eyes were vague and wanted to open them but could not open them all.

She wanted to cry for help, but she couldn't make a bright voice as if someone had choked her neck. She imagined that it was him, that he was finally moved by himself, or that he missed their child too much and became angry, and wanted to leave Chu Li to find Lin'er, then even if she wanted to abandon her, she would be so happy that she would die. But the man couldn't see his face after all, and tried hard to wipe away the blur, only to see his tall and cold back, and when he walked to the stone door, he seemed to turn around and smile at himself, but it was so difficult.

Tonight, she had the same dream again.

I woke up from the dream, and everything was business as usual.

Sometimes she would just look at the man in front of her with his eyes closed, his eyelashes still so long and thick. A look that will never change for decades, a temper that will never change for decades. She searched for something on his old, beautiful face, the fourth day she had ingested the poison she had developed with her own hands, which was also the antidote.