A fire burned all the prayers, and all the fiery robes were destroyed, except for the choking smell that lingered on the tip of his nose and the glare of fire in his eyes.

"Someone! Come and put out the fire! There was a scream from outside the house, and then he turned away and called for someone.

In the palace of the past and present, He Yan fell to the ground weakly, and did not forget to protect her abdomen with her hands.

"Ahem-ahem--" There was only the smell of burning around her, and only endless fire in front of her, creeping towards her little by little.

The body is a bright red wedding robe, and the phoenix crown on the head has long fallen off and is missing.

Hair is half scattered, protect your stomach with one hand and the tip of your nose with the other, and try not to let the harsh smell break into your nose, but to no avail.

Slowly, I couldn't breathe well and started coughing.

The fire seemed to climb up her ankles, showing the most beautiful posture to others. The fire burns, and its emotions dissolve.

His body fell like a fluttering leaf, and his feet twitched a few times, and he lost his reaction.

In a trance, she seemed to see the peach tree, and the tip of her nose was no longer a choking smell, but a peach blossom fragrance. Often people are drunk and don't know it, her cheeks are dyed with two touches of pink, and the fragrance of flowers is like a person drinking, and she is completely drunk and falls into the arms that are stained with the fragrance of flowers.

She subconsciously wrapped her hand tightly around the arm, showing her most vulnerable side to the person, just wanting to get some pity.

"Ayan, wake up, wake up......" In my ears was the familiar and unfamiliar voice, lingering on the tip of my heart like silk, aimlessly, only clinging to the beating heart.

She leaned on this embrace, stealing a trace of consciousness, and opened her eyes with difficulty, her long eyelashes curled slightly, and a few tears were stained, I don't know whether it was joy or fear.

"You, you're back......" She fainted again after saying this, and her hand was not touching his face, but she was held by him.

You'll never leave me again. The man looked at her face intently, holding her soft boneless hand, his fingertips overflowing with tenderness.

The fire engulfed everything in the house, and the eaves climbed up to the eaves with great noise, and the yellow sorghum trembled slightly, silently telling the raging fire that burned the skin.

The fire grew bigger and bigger, and the two people under the fire snuggled up to each other and were surrounded by fire.

The man untied the big straps on his body and tightly encircled the person in his arms, as if not to let her be hurt in the slightest.

Huang Liang finally couldn't stand the raging fire, bent over, and smashed straight down.

"Poof......" The man was smashed by this, and his back was hot, and his body was invisibly lowered a few points, and he sighed helplessly. The man in his arms was still asleep as if nothing had happened.

The sound of fire, wave after wave. There was no sound inside the house, and the outside of the house began to work.

Hurry! Firefighting!" Someone shouted loudly.

Basins of water only ruthlessly extinguished a little flame, but one person after another could not compare to the fierceness of the fire.

Suddenly, the entire inner sanctum collapsed as if it had lost its support, stirring up layers of sand. The wind swept the sand and crept silently into the place of the heart.

A man in a bright yellow dragon robe stood with his hands in his hands, his face blackened by smoke. His eyes were bloodshot and his sockets were stained with water. I don't know if it was the splashing of water in the basin unintentionally, or the wind and sand blinded me.

He turned away from the place, ignoring the hard slapping of the wind. His feet unconsciously straddled forward, and his mouth murmured: From now on, there is no palace of the present and the past.

The place where the two of them spent their time together day and night was completely destroyed by a fire, and there was no place for silence. What's the point of re-repairing it? The people are gone, and it only adds to the sorrow.

The mind thinks like this, forget it, choose to forget everything. But the heart was unmoved, and he led his feet to this fairyland-like place.

The peach blossoms on the branches slowly poke their heads out, and occasionally a few flowers bloom early, and the petals slowly come down, rolling up the green leaves, with the colorfulness of nature, making up a multi-colored color palette.

The marble table is decorated with a little red, and sitting on the stone pier makes you feel cold to the bone. After taking the peach blossom drunk at his feet, the lid has long been gone.

No longer the leisurely taste of the past, I just poured it in large gulps, as if I wanted to block all this drunkenness in my heart, so that this heart would be numb, not so painful, and not even so cold.

A person who has lived in a deep cold pool for a long time finally survived until a warm wind hit, mixed with the vitality that melted the ice and snow in early spring. I never thought that the snow melted but it was colder than snow, but it was bone-chilling.

If you don't get it, you don't have hope, and if you hope for it, you still can't get it. He fought for it, just because he overestimated himself, but in the end he lost the man.

But on second thought, she wasn't herself.

In the end, whether you are happy or happy, as long as that person is what you like, it is the best!

A fire destroyed the entire palace, and it also completely ignited the young emperor's fierce heart.

The palace no longer exists, and the young woman inside is no longer mentioned. Everyone only knew that the fire burned everything and took away the emperor's truest affection.

The emperor often went to Taoyuan, which was the place where he spent most of his work. He never let people in, only occasionally someone went in to take care of it, and he could only get a glimpse of it.

No one knows the true purpose of his original construction of this peach orchard, only the emperor's importance.

However, in a year, the emperor completely revived the dynasty, and returned the innocence of many people in the world, and the old and new cases were turned out countless times, and finally had to be thoroughly investigated, which made Dali Temple miserable, but the emperor was famous.

The case of the great general in the early years finally came to an end, and he is still an admirable young general. It is reported that it was the southern spies who went deep into the northern military camp for many years before stealing the military defense map. No one knew who the man was, or what the emperor thought.

Nanguo even sent a princess to come and become the emperor's concubine. For the first time, the South bent over the North. The northern kingdom grew stronger and stronger, and eventually became stronger, and there was no longer a huge disparity between the north and the south.

A few years later, the crowd saw only that the emperor ordered the beheading of a few people. For the first time, he was angry, and his words were full of resentment, as if the treasure he had put on the tip of his heart had been stolen, and in the end he only punished these people mercilessly.

Later, I heard the rumors in the palace that it was those people who led the way, burning down the palace that had been in my mind for a long time, and also burned the only tenderness of the young emperor.

"I've finally avenged you!"

The emperor's eyes flashed with pain, and he finally let all the guilty people be punished, and even made them feel that life was worse than death.

He still remembers the disdain for him in the man's words that night. At that moment, he had fulfilled them, and he had fulfilled his "self" full of love.

"You have the same blood flowing from your body, and you are really disgusting!"

"I'm not like him." At that time, he looked disgusted, but he did not want to have anything to do with the dead man.

"You lured me into the palace, but you personally sent me to the so-called "benevolent" monarch in this world......"

He was right, it was his plan. He did that, but he was one less man.

"You made the two of us miserable!" He held a dagger in his hand.

The dagger did not carry blood, but the snow-white blade glowed with blood-red light in every move.

Lin Feng only felt that his throat was choked, and it was difficult to breathe anymore.

"She's fine, and I didn't count her in."

He could only use this fluttering word to lighten his sins. If it weren't for her original plan, how could she be so weak now?

"You say, the sword is ruthless, what if I accidentally lose it?"

"Death due to illness is the best ending!"

"You have arranged everything for your own future, but I can't let you die so easily!" As soon as it finished speaking, the dagger fell, stirring up emotions in the hearts of the two of them.

"You can do these people!" At some point, the man summoned someone, and the two were brought to the emperor.

"Your Majesty, Your Majesty, help!" The man kowtowed desperately to the ground, as if he would receive some forgiveness from the person in front of him.

"Let me check again!"

"You ......" he grabbed his collar and didn't look at the emperor in his eyes.

"Give me some time!" He sighed feebly. The emperor can't kill people at will, otherwise what's the difference between him and a demon who kills people without blinking?

"I'm going to take her away, she can only be mine!"

"Tomorrow is the day I marry her!" He said that you would go after tomorrow.

The man misunderstood, and the dagger was in his hand again, with waves of ruthlessness in his eyes.

"Do you think I won't dare to kill you?"

"Kill me, she will have to be buried with her!" The corners of his mouth curled, and a sparse smile appeared in his eyes.

The hand holding the dagger was bruised, and his tone was even more unkind, "You dare?!"

Lin Feng understood this person, and smiled imperceptibly, but the words meant that he had already said a word and would not look back, "You can try!"

"That's it!" What he thought was that he wasn't giving up, he was just waiting until tomorrow to come back... He didn't say what the day would be!

Lin Feng whispered in his ear, and then smiled secretly, it turned out that this emperor's right was half fun, and it was ninety-nine points of forbearance.

The man followed Lin Feng and slept in his palace for one night, just waiting for the next day to come.

"I'm coming back to pick you up!" The man on the bed turned around leisurely, muttered in his mouth, wiped his mouth habitually with his hand, and fell into a deep sleep again.

The Palace of the Past and the Present

A human head poked out of the room, holding something resembling a smoke in his hand. She silently passed the sleeping man and walked step by step into the back room.

The fire was lit, his eyes narrowed, and his rough hands picked up the robe that had been thrown to the ground, soft and silky. The eyes were immediately attracted to the person on the bed. The fire fold is held in the hand, only

Go to the bed.

The closer she got to her, she only felt that this person was very familiar, she was dressed in a fiery red robe, and her head was covered with golden jewelry, which made her heart itch.

The fire fold was placed behind her, and her hand unconsciously reached for her head, untying some and carrying it in her arms. A few strands of hair are scattered, and there is a little more beauty fascination.

The woman's brow furrowed slightly, causing her to take a few steps back in fright. Unexpectedly, it hit the fire fold, and it rolled forward along the ground.

The man searched everywhere, but he was nowhere to be found, and fled in disgrace.

The fire fold under the table flickered and dimmed, and it was slowly moving towards the tablecloth.