It's just that how many people can see through the filth under this layer of whiteness. The sins and evils, good and bad in the world, how many people can really explain it. For example, white snow, which seems to be pure, but when it is actually condensed, it is mixed with how much dust in the air.

Purple Yi watched the silver pupils and the night fire, and left in two different directions.

Maybe no matter how long you get together, you will eventually encounter parting. And parting always seems so unacceptable, the time of the reunion is close at hand, but it is far away.

Ziyi couldn't say how she felt in her heart, and there were so many fewer people around her all of a sudden, which made her a little unacceptable for a while. From the bustle of the past to the solitary figure now, it is as if from heaven to hell all of a sudden.

The figures of the night fire and the silver pupils gradually disappeared in the eyes of the purple clothes.

The tears in Ziyi's eyes finally rolled down her face.

She never thought that they would be separated.

The courtyard of the ghosts and spirits instantly became silent, as silent as death.

There is no longer the occasional dispute between the silver pupil and the night fire, there is no more the sorrow of the blue grass, and the smell of these people is still left in the empty rooms, but they have all changed.

The winds of change.

"Parting is for the next reunion." Duanmu Kaoru walked to Ziyi's side, and a light snow drifted in the sky, as if he was bidding farewell to the traveler.

"Will we get together again?" Ziyi raised his head, his eyes were hazy with tears, and there seemed to be a mass of sadness in his heart, and he couldn't evacuate it.

"Yes, definitely." Duanmu Kaoru didn't know why he was so sure, but he had this premonition in his heart that they would definitely be able to get together again one day in the future.

Ziyi and Duanmu Xun went straight back to the palace, Cui'er saw Ziyi's sullenness, but she didn't know why, so she could only keep telling her about the things in the palace in the recent days and what jokes had happened between Wuwu and Jinchuan in Ziyi's ear.

Ziyi smiled softly.

Those who leave are gone, after all, are gone.

She still has people around her.

There are Duanmu Qi, Fuling, Cui'er, Sisi, Xue Xue, Jinchuan Wuwu and Duanmu Xun.

I heard that Cui Yuanwai's mansion was burned down by fire overnight, and none of the 125 members of Cui's family were spared. This incident has been rumored in the capital for a long time, and it is said that Cui Yuanwai has done all the bad things, so he ended up like this.

Ziyi suddenly thought of the thin woman paper kite, as well as her daughter Yin Yin.

Both of these men are innocent -

But maybe not.

The women of the eunuchs are no less calculating than the women in this palace, and some of the methods are even more cruel than those in this palace. Because those women who enter the door and become small, have no identity and no background, it is easier and easier to erase them.

How can a person who can survive in such a family not be touched by killing.

But it's a pity that those two people died.

"Ziyi, what are you thinking?"

On this day, the sun was just right, and Ziyi was lying on a rocking chair in the courtyard, covered with a thin blanket.

Xiao Sisi got out of the school, secretly avoided the grandmother who picked her up, and fled to the Heart Cultivation Palace, and when she saw the purple clothes, she rushed over, blinking her eyes with her little face.

"Why did you get to me?" Ziyi gently scraped the tip of Sisi's nose, with a doting smile on her face: "Be careful that Xue'er can't find you for a while, you have to be in a hurry." ”

"But Si Si is purple-" Si Si pursed his lips, and he was rarely coquettish.

Since this little girl was five years old, in front of Jinchuan and Wuwu, she almost never spoiled her, always looking high and cold, but every time she looked at Wuwu coquettishly to her, her eyes were full of envy.

made Ziyi look at it intuitively funny.

"Ziyi, what are you laughing at? Isn't it too long since I saw Sisi and wanted to think about Sisi? Sisi raised her eyebrows at Ziyi in the same way as Duanmu Xun, and she found that her father didn't like to treat Ziyi like this.

The little face, which still had a little bit of baby fat, twisted into a ball because of this difficult expression, so that Ziyi couldn't recognize the "poof" and laughed: "Eccentric!" ”

Stretched out his hand and tapped the tip of Sisi's nose, and Ziyi hugged Sisi to the rocking chair.

The rocking chair suddenly weighed heavily and shook a few times.

"Have you been doing your homework lately?"

"Those homework are too easy." Sisi's expression on Ziyi was very depressed, why every time her father did it to her, she was smiling lightly, and when she came here, it became a mockery of Hongguoguo!

When it comes to homework, Sisi has a headache.

The stuff that Mr. will be is really simple and boring. She had already regained her memories of her pre-reincarnation now, and she didn't need to learn those things at all.

At the mention of memory, Sisi suddenly fell silent, and her little face hung with a heaviness that did not belong to her age.

"What's wrong? Sunny for a while and cloudy for a while? Ziyi looked at Sisi and asked suspiciously.

The late autumn wind was a little cool, and the heavy snow that fell a few days ago still left water stains on the ground in the yard at this time, making the yard extra cool.

Fortunately, the sun was warm enough, but even so, Ziyi still draped the blanket on Sisi's body.

"Ziyi, is the blue grass really dead?" Sisi raised her head, hesitated, and finally asked.

"Yes." At the mention of blue grass, the smile on Ziyi's face also faded. In the past few days, she has always deliberately chosen to forget about it, trying to divert her attention, pretending that the three people are still staying in the ghost at this time, and helping her deal with tricky things all over the country.

Now that Sisi mentioned it like this, Ziyi can still feel the faint pain in her heart.

"Ziyi, blue grass won't die." After hesitating again, Sisi raised his head, looked at Ziyi's eyes, and said extremely firmly.

"Why?!" Ziyi was startled, the whole person bounced up from the rocking chair, and she looked at Sisi fixedly, as if she saw a new hope. Sisi is not an ordinary child, she comes from hell, if she can say with such certainty that Bluegrass will not die, then! Maybe the bluegrass really won't die!

"Fate." The heavy two words came from the mouth of a seemingly five-year-old child, which made Ziyi cry and laugh a little: "The arrangement of fate is destined to bring the five of you together." So, bluegrass doesn't die. None of the five will die. Have you seen the soul of the bluegrass? ”

After Sisi had been reminded like this, Ziyi remembered that she really hadn't seen the soul of the blue grass! I didn't see the soul leave the body - so that means that the soul of the blue grass never left the body?!