The world has returned to Qingming, Mi Qinglan is a qualified emperor, and under his governance, the people do not close their doors at night, and the lights are bright. It seems that the light is the best style here, and he sometimes climbs the city tower to look into the distance, looking at the rivers and lakes that are gradually moving away. Maybe there is no chance to say goodbye, the sealed sword has gathered its edge, and what he has done in this life is destined to only relive the common people.

Those people, who were as weak as ants, felt the care from the emperor. They are no longer timid and enjoy this rare silence.

Only he still looked at the sky from time to time, wondering when he would meet again.

The Shadow House was all handed over to Xiaohe to take care of, and he and Jiuyue dressed it up as a teahouse, and the music house was also merged into one place.

"You say. Is my sister doing well in heaven? ”

"Nature is good, maybe she belongs there." A long and distant memory, she took him out of the darkness and into a new world. Even if he still has to face those unbearable lives, his heart has already ignited the fire of hope.

The years in the Shadow Building were his most thrilling days. Now that I'm free, I can't help but miss it. The master who is cold on the outside and soft on the inside, as well as those bloody pasts, may never be touched again.

"My sister must belong there."

Jiuyue smiled.

"Where do you get your confidence?"

"My sister's appearance and wisdom are as good as anyone in this world. If it weren't for the immortals descending to earth, it would really make people ashamed of themselves. ”

He smiled and scratched her nose, the painting that had been hanging in his bedroom, and remembered her gesture at the time. He was amazed that such dexterous hands drew the fate of the entire country. I couldn't help but feel a little heavy.

"She left, it can be regarded as a relief, she and His Majesty have had ups and downs in this life, and they sleep together after death. It's worth it. ”

Jiu Yue looked at the painting with a smile, "I think I can also learn to paint, and it's not bad to cultivate myself." ”

"Okay, there is time for you to learn, and your husband will wait for you for a lifetime."

Jiuyue blushed with a smile, she glared at him, and the man looked innocent and forgiven, so unhappy.

The small town of Wupeng, Garan and Wenlan are boating on the lakeside, the water is sparkling and dappled with light and shadow, and the sun is drowning in the water, which seems to prefer the gentleness of water. She looked at the small town of Wupeng quietly, dressed in an ink-colored gown, as if exquisitely drawn into the painting, with a high man's hair bun, if she didn't look closely, she might think that it was someone's handsome son.

"You're dressed like this, but you compare me to me."

Jia Lan looked at her, staring at her and lowering her eyebrows, only to see that her eyebrows were full of heroism, and a folding fan in her hand opened and closed, "Look at the young lady of the cruise ship, I can't take my eyes off you when I see you." ”

"Childe, is this self-light, or self-light, look at your romantic appearance, I'm afraid it's the life of the peach blossom."

Jia Lan's face suddenly darkened, "My Lan'er, what do you want this son to do with you?" It's all explained. Then I promise that you will be the only one from now on, and if you look at others more, then let you be my eyes, okay? ”

Seeing his serious look, Wen Lan chuckled. The folding fan covered his eyes, "Don't look at it, this girl is your eye." ”

The boatman laughed out loud at the right time, "It turned out to be a little couple, fighting and making trouble for a long time." ”

He rowed the boat, humming a local tune and listening to the laughter and laughter that came from time to time in the cabin, and couldn't help but hum more and more well.

"The master also likes these tunes the most, but it's a pity that we don't see her anymore."

She suddenly became sad, and her eyes dimmed a lot.

"She and Her Majesty are watching us from heaven, they will be happy, and we will be happy, right? Lan'er. ”

"yes, they'll be fine."

Without those thoughts of revenge, she settled everything, and the child back then, following Chen Ziyi and waiting for the opportunity to assassinate, still died in a foreign land after all. And she chased after the corpse and never saw it, so she couldn't help but feel a little sad. Maybe she passed, this is the regret of her life.

Fortunately, she still has Garan, this man indulges all her willfulness, respects all her stubbornness, gives her the deepest tenderness and protection, and makes her feel that she is never alone. There is an arm behind her, which will always guard her firmly, and has never changed her original intention.

"Garan, let's go to every corner of the world and see all the scenery. Will you accompany me on a wandering? It's just you and me. ”

"Naturally, I am willing, and I go wandering with my wife, it should be the most beautiful."

Leave everything behind, plunge into the red dust, don't cause trouble, just wish to have a soul and have someone with you. Be willful together, be gentle together, and wait for the sun to rise and set together.

"Ah, did you do this?"

"I'm bored, you didn't punish me for forging a sword last time, I made a sword spike at random, and your Xuanguang sword should also have a suitable sword spike."

A small spike of the sword, with a miniature version of the Xuanguang Sword on top and a few tassels hanging below. The light blue reflects the moonlight, small and delicate.

"It's really good."

He rarely complimented her, and the woman stood quietly aside, without even a trace of waves. She had that strange dream again, so she was in a trance all day. I don't know if this palace is too unfamiliar, but she has become dreamy.

"What are you thinking?"

His thoughts turned, looking at his close face, "I wondered, when will I be able to leave this lifeless palace?" ”

She smiled at him, and the man grew angry, and the storm seemed to rise at any moment. And she looked at the prisoner war innocently, as if she was just a playmaker.

"It's better for you to make it come alive, Benjun also thinks it's too cold from here."

"Yes." She gritted her teeth and left, turned around and brought a lot of flower seeds, "This yard is empty and empty, it is better to plant some flowers, it can also add a little spring." ”

He watched her sow seeds with immortal magic, including her favorite hibiscus flowers, as well as star flowers, dream flowers, purple epiphany, and starry sky, all kinds of scattered flower seeds gently sleeping in the cold ground of the prison battle hall with her movements. The spring water from nowhere, irrigated carefully, she looked serious, as if she was finishing a handicraft.

After all this, the man was still leaning against the door, "What are you looking at?" Actually, I think if you weren't so cold, maybe it would heat up here. ”

Suddenly ridiculed helplessly, he rarely smiled back, "I don't know if someone is cold to Benjun all day long to cool down?" ”

She seemed to never be able to talk about him, so she had to silently turn her head back to the room, and heard the man say leisurely, "Tomorrow's battle report has not been sorted out, and Benjun's room has not been cleaned up." Do you think it's appropriate to go and rest now? ”

"There's nothing out of place, Ah Zhan, you must not have entered the house yet, it's as clean as new, so you don't have to clean it anymore. As for the battle report, I packed it up early in the morning and put it on the right hand side of your desk, so I can go and rest?" ”

Her speech was as sharp as ever, and the prisoner couldn't help but laugh. "Go ahead."

The woman turned back to her room and smiled playfully at him, as if deliberately declaring victory. He looked helplessly at the sky, and there was her breath in the silent room.

The fluffy and soft quilt was extremely comfortable to cover, and she deliberately took it out to dry, and there was still the smell of sunshine.

"I miss the mortal days."

He forgot his past as Si Chen, the time in the mortal world seems to be engraved in his heart, from defense to love, but it is just a thought, but there are thousands of mountains and rivers between them. finally reunited, and came to the end of his life, and it was too late to embrace the warmth.

Maybe she always misses it, but now she is by her side, but she can't see enough, afraid that she will never see her again if she leaves. The kind of loss that he couldn't find was the first time he felt the loneliness of this position after he came back, so helpless, so sad.

In the dream, it is shallow like an old friend, and that peach blossom source is very familiar. But he couldn't get in, and the people in it couldn't get out, but he heard the sound of strings and bells in the distance. He has never liked to be noisy, but he seems to be familiar with this bell, and he is very attached to it.

"The incense path wanders the shadow of Yi, and the gentleman is lonely under the moon."

The voice that came from you was a little sad. couldn't help but be emotional, but he never got a glimpse of the peach blossom garden. At the beginning of the day, when I opened my eyes, I caught a glimpse of a peach branch on the table, and my eyes stinged violently.

"Where did you get the peach branches?"

"When I folded it from outside the palace, I saw that the peach blossoms were blooming very well, and it was good to put it on the table. There is also a light fragrance, which feels comfortable and natural for body and mind. ”

The breath of this peach branch is similar to that in a dream. He suddenly disappeared in place, and the clouds headed for the nineteen heavens. From afar, I saw someone break the peach branch and go to the palace to send the newly folded peach branch.

The moment it fell, he looked at the peach blossoms, as if they were dotted stars. I just wanted to enter again, but I was unexpectedly blocked. He frowned and looked at Xian'e coming and going, it must have been intentional.

"Don't disturb her purity anymore, she's been sleeping for tens of thousands of years."

He was confused when he heard it, the woman who had been sleeping for tens of thousands of years was in the depths of the Peach Blossom Garden, but she was the only one who stood in her way. What kind of grudge will make the owner of the Peach Blossom Land escape from the world.

"I, who is she?"

"Since the Lord has forgotten, he should have never seen her."

It was that mysterious voice again, with an endless desolation.

He walked back to the palace sullenly, and even Tengyun gave up. Everything in front of me seems to be like a dream, what a bond the person in the dream is. I'm afraid that no one in this heavenly realm dares to say it, maybe there is someone who can give him an answer.

He turned around and walked towards the Chixia Divine Monarch, looking like he was a little tired. It is rare to see him embarrassed, Chixia made mocking words and was not stingy.

"I just wanted to ask you, why did I fall asleep tens of thousands of years ago?"

"Naturally, the battle power of the extreme abyss was inadequate, and the soul element was damaged, so it slept for tens of thousands of years."

"Chixia, do you want to hide it from me?" His eyes were blazing, and he looked at the man with eagerness and anger.

"It's just destiny, you and I can't be reversed. When the time comes, you will remember. ”

Chixia didn't want to say more, and waved her hand to send off the guests.

The prisoner left angrily. Before leaving, he didn't forget to say, "If I remember, the divine realm will be buried with me." ”

"You won't." Chixia answered lightly, watching him leave, and couldn't help but sigh. It seems that the gods of this heavenly realm can't escape a love word.