Qingyi, you are my dream for so long, how can you, how can you be forcibly withdrawn from my life like this, goodbye to heaven and man, I don't even know what you have grown into when you were ten years old......

Since then, those sparkling neon eyes have ceased to be my beautiful and sweet thoughts, but have become a warm and desolate dream of mine.

The cruel thing about dreams is that she can't realize them.

In the end, I finally fulfilled my family's dream and became a good brocade guard, but I could no longer fulfill my dream and her's, and the promise I made to him to see her will never be fulfilled for the rest of my life.

I followed the four princes without hesitation, because he was the one who brought Qingyi's letters from the distant Northern Desert to me, he was the only person I knew who had spoken to Qingyi, perhaps, he could tell me that Qingyi had grown up to ten years old, what a lovely and pleasing girl.

Also, I want to secretly investigate the death of Qingyi's family, I never believe those rumors, those civil strife in the Northern Desert, the rumors that the Holy Lord of the Snowy Land and his wife have no concern for the world, and burned down the Snowy Sacred Palace and set themselves on fire, always make me feel like someone is doing something in secret.

But for so many years, the fourth prince never mentioned this matter, but told me with certainty that their family had all been burned to death, and the whole meaning was including Qingyi...... He was always very silent when he mentioned this issue, because I knew that the Holy Lady of the Northern Desert, Princess Nanyin, was his sister, and her death was also a painful loss for him.

The Holy Authority ordered that due to the death of his sister Princess Nanyin, the grief was extremely great, and the whole country commemorated for three days, and the whole army was vegetarian, and after that, no news about the family of the Holy Lord of the Snowy Land should be mentioned.

Perhaps because of the temporary grief of the saint, because it was not allowed to be mentioned, a lot of useful evidence was not kept in the first place, and it was destroyed. It's been two years since I came out of the camp, and it's even harder to get to the bottom of it.

But I never wanted to give up, because I never wanted to admit that Qingyi died like this, and I still hoped that one day I could see her, and I could go to her house as a guest, and she would call me brother delicately.

Although such hope is slim, I still hope for it every day.

By accident, I met Tsing Yi, she is so similar to Qingyi, with the same eyes as Qingyi, I only remember her eyes for so many years.

However, this man killed the only link between us with his own hands.

I have already found out that the assassination of the Four Princes was by a mysterious organization from southern Xinjiang, and their assassination operation has been planned for a long time. Judging from the current situation, this organization is full of masters, and it is rigorous and well-planned, and the guards and guards of the entire Four Princes' Mansion have been overstepped by them.

I began to be more and more curious about this organization, and I had a hunch that if this organization was not removed, there would be war in southern Xinjiang, and the century-old foundation of the entire Central Plains would also receive a bloody baptism.

And what does this have to do with Tsing Yi? Even if Tsing Yi is Qingyi, then how could she, who is from the Northern Desert, carry out this assassination with the mysterious organization in Southern Xinjiang?

Tsing Yi, you are either the person I hide the most in my heart, or the person I hate in the world.