In the world, after 3 years, heavy snow, wilderness, and twilight are getting deeper.

A horse galloped at great speed from a distance, and when it came to a dead tree, there was a sound of "-----", the castration was blocked, the horse's head was raised, and he wanted to roar, but he was pulled by someone and stopped.

The man on the horse, covered in snow and with his head tightly wrapped around and only his eyes exposed, looked around, and when he was sure, he turned his head and ran towards the distant hillside.

At the corner of the mountain, there are a few scattered households, the lights are dim, but fortunately, a few startled dog barks warn people: this is still a human territory.

The sound of hooves fell, and he walked to a small farm yard, turned over and dismounted, and a servant dressed as a man silently took the reins of the horse and led it to the stable to feed it.

As he walked, he slapped the snow on his body, wiped off his hat and scarf, and then revealed a handsome face, he walked directly through the outhouse and into the inner room, and the curtain of the door was lifted, and the warmth on his face suddenly melted his eyes.

Wen Xuan looked at him with a smile, poured a cup of warm hot wine and handed it over:

"Master Pony, hard work! I was invited to come on such a snowy day, and I broke the villain, please drink this cup and forgive me for my innocence."

The eyebrows and eyes are full of tenderness and sweetness, where can people be willing to blame?

As soon as Han Qing drank it all, he hugged him into his arms:

"Okay, if you don't serve your master today, I'll put you in prison!"

As he spoke, he picked it up and put it on the bed, eagerly tearing Wen Xuan's clothes, when the white dazzling skin was revealed, he could no longer hold himself, his thin lips searched for Wen Xuan's ruddy lips, and kissed him desperately...

After a long time, when the heat on his body gradually subsided, Han Qing let Wen Xuan lean into his arms and sighed softly

"Now that the Prime Minister and the prince are fighting on both sides, you and I are caught in the middle, and it is difficult to see each other! Thinking about it every day is really heart-wrenching. I really want to abandon everything and wander the world with you and live a free life! ”

Wen Xuan was silent, he only turned over and hugged him tightly, he knew that this was just the dream of the two of them.

At night, in a mansion somewhere in the capital, a masked man in black quietly walked in, and in the dark flower garden, someone had been waiting for a long time. Hearing the movement, he put down the scroll in his hand and turned around, the same black clothes and black scarf masked.

"The horse and Wang Hanlin have been together for more than 3 hours in a farm yard on the outskirts of Beijing today. Now that he has returned to the Horse Mansion, Wang Hanlin has also returned to his house."

"Got it, go ahead"

The eyes of the people in the hall were expressionless, and with a wave of his hand, the desk light went out, and he walked out slowly and disappeared into the night. . .

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A year later, the Hanlin Mansion was robbed and murdered by thieves, and no one in the whole mansion was spared, and finally the thieves burned down the entire mansion, and the flames soared!

Han Qing stayed in the small courtyard in the suburbs for a month before returning, describing it as withered. He left the poem and painting he collaborated with Wen Xuan there, and Fang Yuyan also buried it under the mound of clothes he set up for Wen Xuan. Tell his henchmen to clean carefully, and come to pay respects from time to time.

There is such a tragedy at the feet of the Son of Heaven!

The emperor was furious! Gyeonggi was seriously derelict in its defense, and in the middle of this, the emperor took the opportunity to deprive the Gyeonggi defenders of military power. How many officials have been robbed of their homes and asked for their crimes, and how many heads have fallen to the ground! The prince's faction has taken advantage of the situation to grow, and it has been able to compete with the Xiangguo faction.

But after all, the thousand-year-old tree is not easy to shake, and many people still hold the military power of the border towns, and they can't easily move him for a while.

After a few years, foreign enemies came to attack, the border was tight, and the people of Xiangguofu regained the initiative, so they snared the charges everywhere and forced the emperor to punish Li Shilang, but the prince could not protect it, and Li Shilang's family was copied and sent to the army.

Just a few days before his departure, the horse was assassinated, and the body disappeared as he was decorating.

The princess hugged her son Yin Xue, who had just turned one year old, and cried to death.

In the next few years, Xiangguo was old and bedridden, and the prince took the opportunity to support his own forces in the army, and because his son Yin Xue was unwilling to endure humiliation in the distribution place, he committed suicide by throwing himself into the river at a young age, and the prince wrote to the emperor to recount the tragic experience, so as to successfully recall Li Shilang.

After some fighting, the prince finally stood on his feet, although the court was not afraid of the momentum of the country, but in the face of the sinister and cunning prince, he had to guard against it

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"The Buddha said: There are eight sufferings in life, birth suffering, old suffering, sickness, death, resentment and hatred, love and parting suffering, seeking no suffering, and the five aggregates are blazing suffering. Only by looking down on everything can people leave the difficulty, the difficulty of leaving the body, and all disasters turning into dust! ”

The man in white stood in front of the tomb and continued to narrate in the setting sun:

"The Buddha also said that everything in this life is the cause and effect of the previous life, and everything has a fixed number, and it cannot be forced...

"The Buddha also said..."

"But, Buddha, since all kinds of things in the world are empty, why should the Three Realms be distinct! In the eyes of the Buddha, in such a filthy world, when chaos first opened, why didn't it be extinguished, leaving only heaven and earth? Where does the squalor of the world come from, is it a legacy of ancient times, or is it self-created by the world? If it is self-created in the world, who is the person in the world who teaches it? ”

The remnants of the sunset slanted with tranquility, accompanied him to generously state the incomprehension in his chest, and the breeze fluctuated, gently shaking a few new flowers in front of the tomb, and the light ink lingered, unwilling and unyielding!

The man in white tilted his head and looked at it for a long time, and finally stretched out his fingers and flicked it, the petals fell one after another, and he sneered:

"The realm of the Buddha, how can you represent it with a small flower?"

So he no longer hesitated, and with a casual hand, the tomb suddenly cracked, and a soul with a pink crystal protective body floated in the air, but it did not move. The man in white said:

"Since the Buddha said: meeting is fate! Then let you and I bring the fate to the end! ”

Then he pinched the trick with both hands, pointed to the sky, and a superb cyan brilliance seemed to want to break through the sky, and waved his hands, opening up a passage between the sky and the earth, the passage had no beginning and no end, and the soul flew straight into it with this passage, and disappeared in an instant.

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On the side of the green mountain peak, the ancient pine is still the same, the people who play the piano go, and the aftermath is still swirling in the ears of the listener.

The man in blue overlooks:

In the red dust of Momo, will that person look back at himself?

Suddenly, I felt something strange in my heart, and when I looked back, the heart of the magic crystal was actually suspended in mid-air!

The man in blue stretched out his hand to catch the heart of the magic crystal and sighed:

"Qingju, Qingju, I thought that if you changed your emotional attachment, you would be able to protect yourself for a longer time, alas, I didn't expect that the moment of life and death, you still can't get rid of the end of love."

Looking at the weak shadow that remained on the heart of the magic crystal, I felt sorry in my heart, and I couldn't help but sit down cross-legged and think about the solution.

A few days later, the shadow stood again and thanked the man in blue:

"Thank you for the rescue!"

The voice was choked, and the man in blue repeatedly admonished:

"Remember, you must not have another adventure, otherwise the ability of Ju Laojun and me will not change your outcome!"

Qingju said goodbye, and when he stood up, he went away with the heart of the magic crystal.