The stars and the moon fall in your mansion, and the sky is full of light (the stars are clouds?? He Cheng)

If only life could be done all over again.

If I could do it all over again, I would definitely give up my identity as a prince of the royal family, lose my title of prince and marquis, and fight with you in the world.

If you meet, you can choose.

If I had a choice to meet, I would rather meet you later, wait for me to come out of the chaos, wait for me to settle down, wait for me to understand your position in my heart, and wait for me to protect you for a lifetime.

If I knew what would happen later.

If I had known what would have happened, I would have disobeyed the emperor's orders and sworn to die. The life and death of the royal family, the prosperity and decline of the clan, what does it have to do with me?

From beginning to end, I just wanted one, you.

Stars.

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The vast dark firmament pressed low overhead, and there was not a trace of starlight above the canopy.

Heaven and earth were cold.

Thousands of miles of ice, snowflakes raging.

This dry and rugged sandy land, the capital of the imperial city thousands of miles away, has also snowed heavily that has not been seen for ten years.

He Cheng knelt in the ruins of the top of Qiongshan Mountain outside the imperial city with a sluggish expression, covered with crystal snowflakes. He frowned, lying on the rocks and yellow sand, in a trance, as if some hoarse silk and bamboo sound was coming from the imperial city at the foot of the mountain.

It was the mourning joy of the funeral of the head of the house, the lady of the Imperial Palace.

A round miserable white paper coin fluttered along the wind to the top of Qiongshan, and slowly descended in front of the son of the royal family kneeling between the mountains and rocks. He Cheng stretched out his hand to take the funeral object, and on the miserable white paper money was the royal logo - Hook Chen Divine Beast, and tick the word "He".

Such a funerary object.

In today's world, in addition to the Nanrong family of the imperial family, only the younger brother of today's son, the head of the He family, who set up a different surname because of the operation of the imperial city cultivation business to protect the imperial power, is available, and his wife.

The man who came out of the funeral......

The one who came out of the funeral was ......

"Xing'er!" Before his thoughts could clear, he had already uttered the name.

He Cheng's dusty face showed a smile that looked like a madness, and his insistence on rushing home all night without sleep fell apart at this moment.

What's wrong?

What's going on?

Xing'er, what's going on?!

I...... As long as I go back to the house this time, I can pick up our newborn child, put down the hilt of the imperial power, stay away from the waves of endless strife, and take you away to live the life you want.

I will teach our children to read and write, practice martial arts, and cultivate the Tao, you will teach them to play the piano and sing, and I will accompany them to grow up, embroider flowers under the lamp, dance the sword under the moon, take a boat ride on the lake on a sunny day, and ......

But what's going on?

I know that you have been angry with me, angry at me for not keeping my promises, angry at me for saying that you love you but deceiving you, and for making you understand me so that you can successfully take a concubine - that is a tool for the consolidation of imperial power. But I have decided to give up everything, and I will ask for your forgiveness even if I make a joke this time. Then we go back to the way we first met, and we work together for a lifetime.

"But I didn't know that you hated me so much that you didn't even inform me in advance of the birth of a child."

"You have so much resentment against me, that you are so exhausted that your body and the lamp are exhausted, and you will not even give me a chance to give you your last ride."

"You have repaid your determination to die."

On a snowy night, the son of a nobleman who had always been clothed and fed knelt on the top of the loess hill where the sand flew stones, buried his head in the dirty slope of the wilderness, and wept silently.

The sharp sand and stones cut through his skin, and the cold wind blew his clothes, but he knelt there, as if he wanted to ask for forgiveness in the direction of the imperial city.

But where is true forgiveness?

The hurricane howled, and a low wail echoed over the imperial city from the foot of the mountain to the top of the mountain, like a sharp blade piercing He Cheng's heart, churning and stirring.

"Hey, you kid, didn't you say that you love me, and even the stars above the nine heavens can be plucked for me?" In a trance, he seemed to hear a delicate inquiry, and the bright and incomparable girl stood in the night, among the fields, her eyes as bright as stars.

Between heaven and earth, there is silence, and the high and clear night sky is hung with dense starlight.

"Huh? Why don't you speak? Seeing him stay where he was, the girl pursed her mouth, and the tears in the corners of her eyes became brighter and brighter, "Doesn't it mean that all the stars can be picked?" How? Can't you pick a wild fruit? ”

"Xing'er......" he stretched out his hand, but the eyes that were always full of starlight gradually dimmed, and there was no smile anymore.

He is no longer full of him.

He only heard her sigh in a low voice, "Ah Cheng, our fate is too shallow. ”

Fate is too shallow.

No!

No.

It's not the fault of fate!

It was my fault!

It's that I can't let go of the imperial power dispute! It's my mission to be a descendant of the royal family! It's that I can't let go of these three thousand red dust, I can't let go of this golden and soft life, and I can't let go of my inner obsession......

"I thought that we would have countless futures, and I could slowly ask for your forgiveness, slowly mend your heartache, and spend a lifetime to repay the sins of my love and infidelity."

"I thought you were a beloved disciple of the Yun Clan, a gifted cultivator, and you wouldn't die suddenly."

"I thought ......"

"My father always lived," I thought.

The young man in front of me snorted coldly, shattering the dream in front of me. He has two in his twenties, a handsome face, an elegant temperament, and his eyes are especially bright and bright.

There is a small tear mole in the corner of his eye, especially like you.

Yes, this is my eldest son, He Yun, the child of my He Cheng and Xing'er. He has a light and elegant temperament, is humble and polite to everyone, and never speaks harshly, but he only sneers coldly to his father.

He hates me.

It's like you hate me.

This is what I deserve.

"Is Father free to come to Mother's room?" My child stood in front of the door not far away, his eyes like knives, as if my presence had soiled this holy place, "You think mother...... She still doesn't have a visit from you now? ”

I silently stood up from the desk where you usually played the qin, and cared for my children like a father, "Tomorrow to welcome your relatives, are you ready?" ”

When he saw me walk out of your room, he immediately closed the door with his sleeves flicked up, "Don't worry about my father." ”

"Bang!" With a bang, the door closed behind me, and I turned around to see the plaque of "Star House" hanging in front of the door, which you embroidered with your own hands. Just like when I insisted on living up to your affection, you threw the curtain on the door in a negative mood. At that time, I went all the way, thinking about my grand ambition, my royal mission, and I did not look back.

Now that I look back, this door will never open again.

Back then, when you gave up your family glory, gave up your own fame, and gave up everything, when you married me as your wife, how much love did you pay for by mistake. I don't know.

When you first came to me, how many expectations and girlish thoughts you had; I don't know how much affection I waved when writing this plaque, and how many beautiful fantasies I had about the future.

I never knew about you.

But I know that my child, He Yun, will go out tomorrow to greet his relatives, and he must miss you very much at this moment, he must want your personal blessings, and he must want to talk to you.

Also, He Yun has always liked you as a mother.

However, who doesn't like you in this huge mansion?

When everyone mentions you, they praise you. The housewife of the He family has always been such a shining person!

I always thought that I was derelict as a husband and that I had fulfilled my responsibilities as a father even if my children were not close to me.

I don't want to, that time was the last time I saw Yun'er.

And the daughter-in-law I have never met, a weak woman, a delicate daughter who has no power to restrain the chicken, has not made a big gift, but also has the lonely and courageous determination to die and die. And I'm ...... And me! Empty is the son of imperial power! Empty for a seven-foot man! Empty embrace your affection......

In the end, I was not able to protect our children for the rest of their lives.

I can't make up for it, even the slightest debt to you.

Star, you have descended from the Nine Heavens and succumbed to the prison of this imperial city, but I have never been your only light of the stars.

The child who made you have a difficult birth, I nominated it "out".

He Xuan.

Your piano will no longer sound, and my sins will be too great to be written.

Under the Yellow Spring in the coming day, I have no face to see you.

I only hope that in the next life, you will not meet me again.

Do you still remember the love story between He Cheng, the father of the He family in the imperial city, and Yun Xing, the martial genius of the Xuanling Yun clan?

After the Chinese Valentine's Day, give everyone a little abuse hahahahaha

Let's have a little extra side dishes -

It's really hard to get over!

He Xuan's mother really regretted it!

He Cheng's father also regretted not being at the beginning!

There is also a third-person perspective of the second lady of Hefu, which will also be launched in the later stage to answer some doubts about the stories of the older generation that are not detailed enough in the text.

(End of chapter)