He has always felt that between the charm of autumn and this woman, he can always find the taste of Zhao Zishi.

However, that face, that person, is clearly not Zhao Zishi.

Therefore, he convinced himself again and again that it must be his delusion, but every time he dreamed back at midnight, when he remembered it, he felt extremely familiar, and the charm of one person was difficult to imitate the other.

In the same way, a person's verve is difficult to change.

I may not be aware of it, but others can easily find out.

Dry Bones laughed melodiously: "Why did you talk about these two people together? ”

As if feeling a little tired, he stood up, walked slowly a few steps, walked to the candlestick in the temple, took the torch, and gently fiddled with the candle flame on the candlestick, and the candle flame was brighter.

Dry Guhuan's face was very bright, his back was to Zhan Yue, and the expression on his face was a little hideous.

The voice is still very elegant and light: "Hong Lian is very affectionate to you, don't let her down, the person who has passed away, don't reminisce about it, suddenly let down the person in front of you, I'm afraid it will be empty of joy and sorrow." ”

After that, Zhan Yue only felt that his eyes shook for a moment, and the figure of that person had disappeared into the heavy hall.

Just like when I came, quietly, and when I went, there was no sound at all.

Zhan Yue stood on the spot, stunned, he didn't care about what Dry Gu Huan said when he was leaving, and his mind kept echoing the words that Dry Gu Huan said tonight, and when he asked him what Qiu Yinong had to do with Zhao Zishi, he actually left.

This made him vaguely feel that something was wrong.

Thinking about it, the man's face changed several times, and finally he walked quickly out of the temple gate.

When I got to the door, I found that it was already snowing outside!!

His footsteps stopped under the eaves, and the white begonia trees in the courtyard were already bare, and Honglian knew that he didn't like this decadent elephant, so he tied red ribbons to all these begonia trees.

These red ribbons are put together, gently swaying in the wind, and they really look tight.

Lanterns of all sizes hung on the branches, emitting a dim yellow glow, and white snowflakes danced in the air with Xuan'er, swaying and falling, spreading a thin layer on the ground.

The snow is in time, and it is estimated that it will not be long before it will cover the entire yard.

The red ribbons and the white snowflakes are very harmonious and beautiful.

He stood under the eaves of the porch and watched the scene, remembering the woman he met in the begonia garden of the Qianqiu Palace on a snowy night that year.

That year, the snow fell so heavily that the whole of Kyoto was covered in thick snowsuits, and only the spires of the palace could be seen, and the rest was difficult to see.

That year happened to be the time when the warriors broke through the Zhao State and settled in Kyoto.

The royal family of the Zhao State, the killed were killed, the escaped escaped, and the emperor and empress, who had been the little princess Zhao Zi, were imprisoned.

The little princess Zhao Zishi lived in the Qianqiu Palace, at that time he relied on the favor of his father and queen mother, rampaging in the palace, always like to find the war to play, I feel that although this royal brother is not favored by his father, he is a docile brother.

That night, he went to play with Zhan Yu, and when he passed by Qianqiu Palace, he was inexplicably curious.