The royal family immediately decided to execute the scholar and the baby. When Wan Xiyan learned about it, she was filled with grief and indignation, and immediately decided to leave everything behind and go away with him. As a result, the two escaped all the way, and when they ran to the border, they mistakenly fell into the trap of the pursuers. Seeing that his lover and children were about to be captured by the soldiers of Beiyi.

Under the pain and despair, Wan Xiyan used the freezing technique on the beloved Beiyi people, and in an instant, he was frozen for thousands of miles, with countless casualties. She broke the oath she made when she became a goddess and used magic to hurt the soldiers of Beiyi. Although her lover and child were saved, she was forever imprisoned in a frozen illusion, never to be able to escape.

Today, when she saw her daughter Tingting Ruyu standing in front of her, she couldn't help but moisten her eyes and sighed sadly. She thought that resisting desperately back then would not only save the lives of her relatives, but also allow her daughter to break free from the shackles of fate. Unexpectedly, after many years, her daughter appeared in front of her in a wedding dress. Wan Xiyan felt a pang in her heart.

"Mother, I was ordered to get a spell." Zhaojun wiped away his tears and told the truth.

"You let me go! I won't give it to you! Isn't it good to live well in the Central Plains? Wan Xiyan didn't want her daughter to become the next victim of the Beiyi royal family, she clenched her fists and shouted angrily.

Zhaojun was stunned, she never thought that she would see her biological mother for the first time, and instead of hugs and smiling faces, she was scolded angrily. She was so aggrieved that tears fell instantly.

"Why? Mother, are you unhappy to see me? Zhaojun's eyes were longing, and his heart was sour.

Wan Xiyan was silent, and her expression did not change.

"Mother, I'm not leaving. I want to get you out of here. My dad is still waiting for you. Zhaojun's throat choked, and she felt that her heart was cold, colder than the ice and snow in the cave. She didn't know why her mother would refuse her, but she really wanted to save her mother out of this frozen land.

After hearing this, Wan Xiyan's expression changed slightly, and her eyes were faintly red.

"He... Is he okay? Wan Xiyan asked softly.

"Daddy is good! He is now the prime minister of the Tang Dynasty and is admired by thousands of people. He is in good health, but he loves to plant trees in the yard. Zhaojun saw that Wan Xiyan's expression softened, and immediately replied obediently.

"Planting trees? I didn't know he had this preference. Wan Xiyan was stunned for a moment, and continued to ask with a slight smile, "What kind of trees does he plant?" ”

"Hmm... Plum blossom tree, dad loves to plant white plum, for decades like a day. Zhaojun frowned slightly, and replied seriously.

Wan Xiyan's eyes were red, and she wept silently. The flowers are charming, she loves plum blossoms alone, but I didn't expect him to remember.

"Mother, this is the bronze mirror that my father gave me when he parted. He said you're going to miss me and you're going to want to see me. Zhaojun said and reached out to touch his arms. He took out the bronze mirror that his father had been with him day and night.

"He still has this mirror." The moment Wan Xiyan saw the bronze mirror, her eyes were like an electric shock. Her hand caressed the worn bronze mirror, and the corners of her mouth rose and she smiled slightly.

Her fingers brushed the mirror surface of the bronze mirror, and the mirror rippled, and after a while, a small courtyard faintly appeared. Zhaojun opened her mouth in surprise, isn't this the palace where she lived since she was a child?

In the backyard of the mansion in the mirror, there are many bare plum trees growing around, which looks a little desolate. A man dressed in a brown robe was hunched over scooping a ladle of water from a wooden bucket and unhurriedly watering the plum tree. He was a little older, with gray temples and long black and white hair scattered behind his back. On his wrinkled face, you can still get a glimpse of the heroic posture of the year.

Wan Xiyan saw the person in the mirror, raised her hand and touched the mirror, smiled and smiled, her nose was sour, and tears rolled down. She was imprisoned in the Frozen Lands, and the two were destined to never see each other again in this life. She hugged the mirror into her arms sadly, and her heart ached.

"Mother... Why are you crying? Zhaojun saw her crying, so anxious that he immediately raised his hand to help his mother wipe away her tears.

"I'm fine." Wan Xiyan took a deep breath and pretended to have nothing to do and took Zhaojun's hand away.

Only then did Zhaojun see that her mother's hand was actually chained with an ice chain made of cold ice. The ice chain is almost transparent, and it is almost impossible to see inside the wind-covered and snowy hole. Zhaojun looked closely at this time, and only then did he find that Wan Xiyan's wrist was pierced into two holes by a sharp weapon, and the tip of the ice chain passed through Wan Xiyan's wrist alive.

"Mother! Your hand! Zhaojun's eyes widened and he looked at Wan Xiyan in disbelief.

"It's fine." Wan Xiyan hurriedly put her hand behind her.

Zhaojun looked at his feet at this time and found that his mother's ankle was also pierced by a sharp ice pick, which was distressing to watch. She frowned sadly. Mother is the goddess of Beiyi, just because she fell in love with her father, is this what happened to her?! Zhaojun's fists clenched in pain, no matter what, she must save her mother out.

"Why is this happening?"

Zhaojun's eyes were red, and his fingertips condensed into a stream of frost and slashed towards the iron chain, which was hit by the frost, and after trembling twice, there was no change.

"Kid, it's useless."

Wan Xiyan's eyes were full of sadness, if she could cut the chains with frost, she would have run away a long time ago, how could she be trapped until now.

"Mother!" Zhaojun whimpered and shouted, looking at Wan Xiyan's hands and feet penetrated by ice picks, his heart hurt beyond measure. Was her mother so cruelly imprisoned in this freeze for decades? She used to be such an inviolable goddess! Zhaojun shook his head, his eyes full of disbelief.

"Child, be obedient and flee from Beiyi. Once the goddess's spell is handed over to you, you will never look back. I don't want you to be burdened with the same fate as I am. Wan Xiyan shook her head with a desolate expression, and tears were hidden in the corners of her eyes.

"If you flee back to the Central Plains and see your father. You tell him, I don't regret it. When Wan Xiyan said this, her smiling eyes were crooked, as bright as snow, just like when she was young.

"Mother, I can't go, Zhao'er can't bear to let you suffer here!" Zhaojun choked up and cried sadly.

"Silly boy, how can I call suffering? I love your father and love you, and how can I be bitter for the people I love? Wan Xiyan's eyes are soft, like the daylight of the setting sun, warm and gentle.

"Mother, is it worth it? Are you sacrificing everything for me and my father worth it? Zhaojun whimpered sadly.

Zhaojun shook her head bitterly when she heard this, it was impossible for her to return to the Central Plains. She was married to the Han King of Beiyi by the emperor in the name of marriage and became a princess! Today is the day of her marriage, she wants to escape, but she is designed to drink the wine of the oath, and now she has come here to take the magic of the goddess. Fate has never let her go, whether she wants to or not, she can't seem to break free!

Zhaojun thought of the clouds and smoke in her sleeves and the white brother who was waiting for her, and cried even more sadly. The mother was close at hand, and she couldn't save it. The beloved is waiting outside, but she can't get out, she hates this fate, hates everything that is unfair!