The bluebird flying by the sky took my strong thoughts and went away with it, and took it all the way to Qinning. I guess Qin Ning must be snowing now, and my aunt will definitely use a snow to give me a wedding gift.

As I thought, there was a white snow on the horizon, as if the pear blossoms of early spring were falling one after another.

It will never snow in Xianyang until winter.

"Auntie!" Looking at the red tiles and green bricks gradually covered by snow, the stone bridge rockery turned from gray to white. I can only think of my aunt in my heart.

I have never missed my mother as much as I do today, I miss the cold temperature on my mother's body, and I miss the snow she sent me from time to time.

The snowflake mark is the blood of my mother's half-life cultivation, and it is the only connection between me and my mother.

I had a vague illusion that the mark seemed to be hot, and soon it was as cold as snow. I smiled softly, laughing at myself for being stupid. Dad also said that my mother would never leave Qin Ning, so how could she come to Xianyang!

I pushed the door open and stood barefoot in the snow, despite the fact that I was wearing a thin shirt. The cold snow made me wake up for a while, and no amount of self-pity could change my fate. After all, I have no part in my lover.

I sighed in the snow, but suddenly I looked up and saw Zhao Shanyu in front of me. He was wearing a well-fitting brocade robe, and the carved dragon and phoenix were extremely luxurious.

He had a cloak hanging from his arm and fell gently on my back.

"You liked snow when you were in Qinning, and it snowed in Xianyang today, you should like it very much!" Zhao Shanyu stared at the snowflakes that filled the air and said slowly.

I remembered that when I was in Qilian Mountain, he once wanted to conjure up a snow to make me happy, but his spiritual power was low enough to do it.

Now that he is a demon hunter with profound spiritual power, he is the king of Pingbei in Southern Qin, and it is not difficult to conjure up a snow to make me happy.

"As soon as I opened my eyes and saw this snow, I guessed that you must like it, so I secretly came to see you."

At the beginning, the wolf demon was the soul dementor, and Zhao Shanyu also rushed to Pingnan Wangfu to see me. I didn't expect that two years have passed, and now I am so strange to him.

I said, "You, remember that I like snow." ”

"Remember, I remember everything you like! Once when I was in Qin Ning, there were only you and me, and I was the person who knew you best in this world. I thought you were the one who knew me best in the world. Shanyu smiled bitterly, "When you and Yi Qingchen went to the ghost domain to get the water of the Lechuan River, Xianyang rumors overflowed, saying that the young general once married a demon woman, and now this woman is back." ”

I looked at his face with a layer of sadness.

"That's when I knew that you were the reincarnation of Yi Qingchen's wife, I always knew that you liked Yi Qingchen in your bones, and I even knew that you would have been dreaming of him since you could remember. But I still lied to myself, if I could become the king of Southern Qin and Pingbei, I could become the one who was under Southern Qin and above ten thousand people. You'll stay by my side all the time, and you'll be able to forget about the dust. ”

A tear fell from the corner of Zhao Shanyu's eye, dripping on the back of my hand. The sudden warmth made my heart throb.

He suddenly hugged me, "Renyu, if you are willing to stay by my side, even if I don't be the king of Pingbei or the son of my father." ”

"You and I are about to get married, are you the king of Pingbei or Zhao Shanyu, and I will stay by your side for the rest of my life, won't I?"

"No, I want you to stay with me willingly, I want you to completely forget about Yi Qingchen."

I gently pushed him away, and Shanyu's hand froze in place.

After a while, he said with a smile: "There are nine days left for the wedding of Miss Pingbei Wang and Pingnan Wangfu, please prepare for it, and this king will come to see you again!" ”

His figure and words are especially lonely in the snow, like a lone eagle in the desert, which can only be accompanied by the sunset of the long river.