Three days later, in the intensive care unit, a thin and handsome man was half-leaning on the snow-white hospital bed and drinking porridge.

A woman with delicate eyebrows on the side of the bed scooped up a spoonful of white porridge with a spoon and put it to her mouth and blew it gently, tested the temperature of the porridge with her lips, and gently brought the porridge spoon to the man's mouth.

The man didn't open his mouth, his eyes fell blankly outside the window, and Yingting's brow furrowed slightly.

"You just said my name is Han Day, and you're my fiancée?"

"Hmm." The woman put the porridge back in the bowl and replied lightly.

"But it's very strange, why I look at you, but my heart feels very empty, as if a piece has been ruthlessly dug away by some sharp weapon..."

The man turned his head and looked stubbornly at the woman in front of him with her head down, hoping to know the answer from her.

"I didn't tell you, we had a fight before marriage, and I almost left you, so you feel that I haven't come back yet..."

"Oh, I see..."

The man nodded slightly, with a slight melancholy in his tone, he turned his head and continued to stare at the green grass downstairs outside the window, where there seemed to be a man and a woman and two children laughing happily, for some reason, he suddenly felt the corners of his eyes wet, stretched out his slender fingers and touched it, and a drop of crystal clear water was on his fingertips......

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On March 3, the 22nd year of Tianming, Mocheng, the capital of Beiyang Kingdom, which had not had a trace of precipitation for 150 days, ushered in a rare heavy snowfall.

The goose-feathered snow turned the city into a snowy city in an instant, and there is a tendency to get bigger and bigger.

This sudden heavy snow raged for three whole days, and in the evening of the third day, it cleared in an instant, revealing half of the head that the setting sun had not had time to set, bright red and dazzling, like blood.

At the same time, the king of Mocheng Beixue Ling was happy to have a daughter at the age of forty and named him Bei Xue Lingshang.

More than 100 years ago, his ancestors had fought the world with the founding emperor Tianwu Emperor, unified 36 cities in the north, established the Beiyang Kingdom, and was given the imperial surname by Emperor Tianwu, worshiped as a brother of the opposite sex, and issued an edict to be named a hereditary prince.

Now the emperor of the Beiyang Kingdom is the grandson of Emperor Tianwu Emperor Tianming, King Beixueling as a war king who has been famous all over the world since the father of Emperor Tianming, is still the minister of the humerus in the court, he holds nearly half of the military power of the Beiyang Kingdom, and guards the border every year to prevent the Nanchen Kingdom in the south and the Western Liao Kingdom in the west from invading the border, so that it is not until forty years to get this daughter.

The old woman of the king of Beixue Ling was overjoyed, not to mention that as soon as this woman landed, the heavy snow that raged for three days stopped in an instant, which can be described as an auspicious omen for the Beiyang country, and also indicates that the newborn child will be extraordinary in the future.

The people of Mocheng, who have always loved the king of Beixueling, also rushed out of the house when the child was born, and when the snow stopped, they rushed out of the house, cheering and welcoming the girl to the world.

It's a pity that a year later, King Bei Xueling regretted to find that his baby daughter had never cried, made trouble, even spoken, walked, and even looked at people with no focus, as if her thoughts were not here.

Everyone in Mocheng has forgotten the auspiciousness of the girl's birth, only for the old prince to fight all his life, and he has worked hard for the country and the people for most of his life, but he has a wood-like demented daughter.

And I, this girl - Bei Xue Lingshang, the emperor's surname is Beixue, my surname is Ling, my name is dressed, and the words are silent.