At the turn of the maple leaves, autumn is getting late, the moon is becoming lacking, and the feelings are cracked.

Yan Chuqi sat alone in a small garden that was inaccessible, staying until the sun was setting in the west and the moon was rising. The bright moonlight is sprinkled down, it is a treasure in the world, beautiful, and nostalgic.

Late maple, autumn scenery, the scenery of the Shengchun Dynasty, the extremely beautiful night, the crescent moon hangs in the sky, just like the most beautiful ornament in the sky, not exaggerated, but beautiful and moving.

Yan Chuqi sat alone on the ground, sad to himself. It's not so hypocritical that she can't bear it, she only feels uncomfortable in her heart, even painful.

It is also autumn, at the border of Wulu Road, a person sits in the courtyard and looks at the moon.

Although the full moon is beautiful, it is not always there, and this common crescent moon is also unique.

On the plane tree in the courtyard, autumn birds are chirping, if the person with a calm mind will enjoy listening to it, if the person with a bad mood will feel irritable when he listens to it.

Elemental clothes sat on the bluestone steps, his hands clasped around his chest, and his thoughts were full of thoughts. From the past life of just 14 years, to the present back to 14 years old, the past is like yesterday, but unexpectedly, everything has been turned upside down.

Reborn in a foreign land, she almost died at the hands of human traffickers, and in just a few hours, she even felt that she was going to die again, but she really didn't deserve to die, and she survived. The most ridiculous thing is that she received the kindness of the people who destroyed the country in her previous life.

She shifted her posture and reached out a hand to touch the sachet she was carrying. This is what he left behind, the one who killed his parents and destroyed the Gusu Dynasty and the Manchu Dynasty.

There is more ruthlessness in the eyes of the elemental clothes, she lives again, and what she has to fight for is this obsession, the obsession of revenge. Is it called dead, the heart is dead, but is it not dead?

In the back garden of Cining Palace, Yan Chuqi was still sitting on the cold ground, his posture motionless, just as when he first came. She stared blankly at one place, her gaze sweeping around unfocused.

Yan Chuqi's emotions were very complicated, and the negative emotions in the sky pressed against her, leaving no room for respite. When Mo Jing said the news, she was stunned, she had always been very confident, in her previous life, she was used to seeing people's warmth and coldness, and she felt hard-hearted and hard-hearted.

But she couldn't stand the man's easy reward, and a sentence was just a holy decree to ask for her. Even after experiencing more love deception and friendship betrayal, she still wants to believe that he is sincere. What can be left behind, but in the end, can only be disappointed.

Elemental clothes got up, stretched out his hand to pat the floating ash on his clothes, and stood in the small courtyard stained by the moonlight, looking unhappy or sad, unable to see emotion. The face that seems to be the work of the heavenly gods, the eyes as deep as the vast stars, can't look to the end, as if they can trap people into it. Her whole person shows a unique and extremely beautiful temperament, without applying powder or wearing fancy clothes, she can also show that unique and outstanding temperament.

She got up and entered the house, and the moment she entered the house, her eyes were full of relief, like the openness of the ice melting, natural and calm.

Yan Chuqi's body moved, and it was still a little difficult for this body to sit still for a long time, but this body originally had a good foundation, and it could be regarded as one of the best geniuses in practice.

Later, after undergoing changes, the life of the original owner was much worse than before, very bitter and humble, living in tension every day, struggling to breathe, and snorting on others. The original owner died of a stone thrown by Xiao Fengzi, so why didn't he die in this harmful world?

The concept that the winner is king, and the loser is the villain, this concept is too realistic. Yan Chuqi thought about the memories in his mind that did not belong to him, and the bits and pieces that the original owner remembered deeply, were just mixed blessings. Indeed, how can a person walk in this world once he does everything as he wishes.

Just like her, even if she is the strongest killer with the anti-heaven skills to crush this era, she will be like this, she will be sad, she will be harmed by others, and she will be thought that she can get it with just a will.

"Hehe", Yan Chuqi smiled bitterly, did that person really regard her as a small palace person who was afraid of imperial power? Or are they ordinary people who are afraid of his will? Or is it a lady who can't lift her hands and shoulders?

She was never an ordinary person. She's like a perfect person, with no flaws, good at everything, and capable of mastering it.

A creature like a wolf never exposes its weakness to its enemies, and in the eyes of a wolf, except for its mate, the rest are enemies. A wolf only looks for one mate in his life, and once it is identified, it is life and death without regrets. The first skill that the lone wolf learns is to lick his wounds, and the only skill Yan Chuqi learns is to save his life.

I have to admit that she is well versed in this skill, and in order to save her life, she has learned too much, endured too much, and given too much.

Tonight's night is extraordinarily long, and tonight's moon is especially bleak. All the nights that don't dream are not dreamless, but the fear of hurt.

Wan Qiyanchu, as usual, sneaked into Ning Xiangyuan, but only saw everyone sleeping neatly, but he didn't see the woman who was burning his heart. The little girl is gone! This was a thought that popped up in his heart, "The back garden of Cining Palace!" ”

Even Wan Qiyanchu himself didn't understand why he was so sure that the little girl was there, he only felt that a voice in the dark told him that she was there.