In the thirteenth year of the frame, ten miles in the western suburbs of Yulong City, what caught my eye was an endless red. The sheer red reflected the last rays of red released by the sun that was about to return home, and it stretched out from the halfway up the mountain, until it stretched over the towering peaks, and the hazy could only see the last light red for those with excellent eyesight. If you look up, you will find that this mountain is continuous as if it can lead to thousands of miles, and the mountains are endless and towering into the clouds, such as thousands of troops and horses rushing, and its momentum is unstoppable! Perhaps because of its momentum, no one has ever reached the top of the mountain, let alone seen the scenery at the top of the mountain. However, even if you can't reach the top of the mountain, you can still feel the pleasure of seeing the mountains at a glance if you can reach the place where the red lotus flowers bloom halfway up the mountain.

The name of the red lotus was not originally red lotus, and it was not the color of this fiery red earlier. When you come here, there will be an old man selling tea at the foot of the mountain to tell you a legend, the legend is that the red lotus is as white as snow, its name is unknown, and then the reason why it is like this is now, because there was once a pair of people who loved each other, and they did not want to separate until death, and finally both were martyred, their blood stained the petals that were originally as white as snow here, and you can see that the heart of the flower is still white, which is amazing.

Later, because of its blooming like a fire-like lotus, the world is known as the red lotus. Because this mountain is outside the western suburbs of the capital - Yulong City, it is also called the Red Lotus of Xishan. But no one can explain this legend in more detail, so the origin of the red lotus has become a mystery, and this mystery has attracted thousands of coquettish tourists to visit here and write countless poems; There are even more delicate women who are shy and timid, and come here to worship to show their sincerity, hoping that God can give them a wishful husband. There are many people who come to worship, there is a small temple on this west mountain, every time the red lotus blooms all over the mountain, it must be the peak of incense, and the guests are like clouds, but hundreds of years have passed, generation after generation, this temple seems to have never expanded.

However, it was already dusk at this time, and the tourists on the mountain had dispersed one after another, and of course there were many people who lingered. For example:

"Miss, we really should go back, if we don't go back, Mrs. will scold us again" What caught her eye was a pretty and fresh girl, wearing an emerald green dress, with a hurried and helpless expression. And the shorter girl running in front of her, wearing a white dress, was even more moving, her clothes were flying, she was smiling in her eyes, her face was delicate, and her white clothes were better than snow, causing the red lotus to bend her waist, even if the red glow reflected her face, she seemed to have lost a few colors compared to this girl. "Oh Qingzhu, stay a little longer, you go to the tea shed and wait for me, I'll come right away......" The little girl pushed Qingzhu and turned around to leave, leaving Qingzhu helplessly stomped his feet and had to walk to the tea shed next to him.

The little girl is the daughter of Mo Zhihong, the general of the Zhenguo Dynasty of the Zhenlu Dynasty - Mo Weiyi, who is sixteen years old and has a glorious appearance, quite her mother's style, and vaguely has the potential to fall into the country and the city. Mo Zhihong has a son and a daughter under his knees, in addition to Mo Weiyi, there is also an eldest son Mo Weiqing, all of whom are from his beloved wife Qianshi, Qianshi is the baby daughter of the old Qiancheng Prime Minister, Qianjia and the Mo family are world friends, in the early years, Mo Zhihong often visited the Qianjia family with his father when he was young, and he got acquainted with Qian's country and city at first sight, and later the two grew up to become Qin and Jin's good, General Mo's love for his wife is well known and named Weiqing Weiyi for his children, in order to regard his deep affection for his beloved wife, his life is unique. General Mo loved his wife all his life, and the husband and wife had a deep affection, which was a rare story in the Zhenlu Dynasty! General Mo is even more disgusted with Mo Weiyi's baby.

Of course, Mo Weiyi is no longer the daughter of General Mo's own biological and biological daughter, the body is, but the soul is not.

Four years ago, Mo Weiyi, the leader of the seventh criminal investigation team of the criminal investigation detachment of X City, had a dream, and when he woke up, he became the beloved daughter of the family of General Zhenguo of the Lu Dynasty. I didn't understand what was going on with that dream, but I only knew that I woke up as a twelve-year-old girl, and nothing happened to this little girl, she just went out on an outing with her mother, and she was tired of playing and fell asleep. According to her mother, she fell asleep under a tree when she was found, and then she was carried back.

In a blink of an eye, four years have passed. Mo Weiyi is sixteen years old, and he is faintly stunning.

Having said that, Mo Weiyi walked up the path, the mountain road became steeper and steeper, raised her hand to wipe the sweat on her head, smiled, turned around and pitched the world, opened her arms and took a deep breath, turned her neck, like a fairy who was absorbing the essence of heaven and earth, like a fairy playing in the sea of clouds, she raised her hand and dipped her sweat again, and walked down slowly. He took two steps and stopped, blinking his eyes and slowly looking sideways to the left.

When Mu Tingcheng slowly descended from the mountain, the sunset was red, and the warm and loving power of the sun caressed Mu Tingcheng's face, and the frowning brows, softened the cold and hard face of the young man who was not satisfied with the weak crown and the majesty of the dragon and phoenix, and the red mole on the right side of the eyebrows was even more bewitching. The guard behind him handed over a brocade handkerchief, and wiped his hands with an expressionless face. At this time, the mountain flowers are gorgeous, the enchanting red, the stunning scenery not only does not make people feel happy, but adds a touch of sadness to the heart, as if there is no teasing, Mu Chengcheng paused, looking at the mountains and rivers in the distance.

When I came back to my senses, I was stunned for a while!

Look at each other......

With just one glance, I will understand what a gentleman is like jade.

Just one glance, from now on to know what beauty is.

Mo Weiyi thought that she finally knew what the so-called love at first sight was, and it was impossible to fall in love at first sight if she didn't look good. It's hard not to fall in love with the person in front of you at first sight, but fortunately she is not an uninformed lady.

After a moment's pause, Mu Qingcheng also retracted his gaze and prepared to go down.

Mo Weiyi blinked and smiled, his lips were red and his teeth were white, and he slowly spoke: "Childe is in a bad mood?" ”

Mu Chengcheng stopped his steps and turned back in surprise, as if to make sure if Mo Weiyi was talking to him. Seeing her trembling towards him, he couldn't help but want to help her, and as soon as his hand stretched out, he paused, and before he came back to his senses, he had a soft touch, which was three points softer than the good brocade above, and when he came back to his senses, the softness had disappeared, and there was a candy lying in his palm.

"My mother said that when my heart is bitter, I won't feel bitter if I eat a piece of candy!" Mo Weiyi slowly opened his lips, and smiled slightly, his eyebrows and eyes were curved, like a bright moon, but there was a flash of calmness in his eyes that did not belong to this age.

Mu Qingcheng couldn't say what it was like at this time, some funny, some warm, his chest was full of something, bulging and bulging. I wanted to say something but didn't know what to say, so I simply bent my two fingers and gently kneaded the sugar in my hand.

"No wonder Childe, you're in a bad mood...... Mo Weiyi said spontaneously, his originally shining eyes dimmed for a moment, and soon disappeared again, "People who can read this flower are probably not in a good mood." He looked sideways, as if expecting the other party's answer, but looked back at the almost inaudible sigh in the distance, "This red lotus is blood-stained ......."

Morwii sat down on his knees and began to tell the legend of the original.

Mu Qingcheng frowned almost invisibly, and the movements in his hands stopped, and a trace of gloom flashed in his eyes. But the ghost also sent the gods to sit with him and watch the sunset together.

Legend has it that the red lotus was not so blood-red, but was dyed like this by blood and resentment.

In ancient times, there was a monarch in this world, moody, autocratic, cruel, murderous, and a complete tyrant, causing the people in the world to live in poverty, complaining, living in misery, and rivers of blood. At that time, there were two brothers, amazing, both sixteen or seventeen years old, an arrow can break through the clouds, the heart is full of the world, the name is: light fog; A person has Lingxiao ambition in his chest, and the knife can cut Hongxia, and the name is: relaxation.

Seeing that the world was like purgatory, the two rebelled and led the people to crusade against the tyrant. fought all the way, chopped through the waves, and finally won the world with the assistance of the tyrant's youngest daughter, Sleeve Pill. Sleeve Pill is as beautiful as a fairy, and her heart is even softer, she can't see her father killing living beings, so she just wants to let her innocent people go after the two of them win the world, and treat her people well.

The world is established, the light fog is indifferent to fame and fortune, and the country is with his brother Relaxation, and Relaxation carries the hand of the light fog to the same world.

However, Chi Yu saw that the sleeve pill was born beautiful, and the sleeves were full of amorous feelings, and the sadness and sorrow between the eyebrows were even more pitiful, and it was love at first sight from the beginning, so he wanted to marry him. How do you know that the sleeve pill has long been attached to the light mist, and the two of them are even more in love, please relax and marry Qin Jin.

Relaxation is embarrassing; Some courtiers made a hindrance from it, instigating and instigating, one mountain does not tolerate two tigers, and one country does not serve two kings, which makes the relaxation of the heart turbulent. Since then, jealousy, suspicion, and uncontrollable, one day Chi Yu sent a light fog to appease the people, and secretly sent troops to assassinate him. Sleeve Pill was heartbroken when she heard the news of Light Mist's death, and Chi Yu even coerced the Sleeve Pill clan to force her to marry him, but Sleeve Pill had no choice but to marry with hatred in her eyebrows.

Who knew that the light fog was not dead, and he was rescued, and when he woke up, he learned that Sleeve Pill wanted to marry Chi Yu as his wife, and rushed back to the palace. Sleeve Pill goodbye Light Mist endured the pain in his heart, thinking about the clansmen, he ruthlessly told him that she herself saw different thoughts and valued the imperial power, she and the clansmen were used to living a luxurious life, and she couldn't endure hardship, she really didn't want to indulge in the world with Light Mist, and the person who assassinated Light Mist was also sent by her. Chi Yu also expressed guilt, he shouldn't take people's love, but he and Sleeve Pill are truly in love, I hope that Light Mist can fulfill them, and he is willing to be in harmony with Light Mist and rule the world together. Hearing this, Light Mist burst into tears, laughed maniacally, and turned to leave.

Hate, where love depends; Love, hate lurks;

The betrayal of his lover and brother makes the light mist murderous and hateful.

That night, all the thousands of people who were imprisoned in the sleeve pill of Qiwu Mountain were killed, and the corpses of Qiwu Mountain were all over the field, and the blood was left from a high place, staining the mountains with nine dark flowers.

Chi Yu and the others rushed to see the scene of light fog standing on the mountain crazy, covered in blood, and the laughter shook the sky like a mournful roar.

Sleeve Pill collapsed and knelt on the ground and cried, looking up to the sky and crying blood.

There is no love in life, the sleeve pill wields a knife and cuts his throat in Qiwu Mountain, leaving only a sad word between life and death, 'May the sky have eyes, not the next life, the soul is nine secluded, and I don't want to be a person'.

What will a dead heart do in the next life?

The beloved woman died with hatred, Chi Yu Fang repented, told the truth to the light mist, the light mist was grief-stricken, only asking for a death, and the sleeve pill broke the meridian in her arms and vomited blood.

Relaxation was painful, and he lost his loved ones in his life overnight, repaired the mound and buried the sleeve pill light fog, and since then he has never married a wife in his life.