In December of the second year of Heqing, Yecheng of Northern Qi

The soft afternoon sun shrouded the vast savannah, gilding everything here with a pale gold.

He stood like that with his hands under the towering ancient tree, the tireless sun shining through the shade of the tree, on that face like a crown of jade.

The wind passed around him, blowing his loose ink hair to fly wantonly, and then, his gaze stayed on a guqin from a year ago, but those deep and brilliant eyes like stars were empty at the moment, as if he had fallen into some unforgettable memory.

The gentle wind, mixed with the warm temperature of the sun, and the fragrant fragrance of the flowers in the sea of flowers brought to him.

It's a pity that when I suddenly look back, the beautiful scenery comes into view, but she is not there.

After feeling sad alone for a long time, he finally adjusted his posture, slowly turned around, paced, and walked in front of the guqin.

With a flick of her sleeves, she sat in front of the piano casually, gently rubbing every part of the piano with both hands, and an illusion of her smile like a flower unconsciously appeared in front of her.

That feeling is like her smiling innocent and romantic appearance in front of herself.

This couldn't help but make his good-looking lips slightly raise a shallow smile.

The sound of rustling around is the sound of nature emanating from the place where the wind has baptized.

I don't know how long it took, but from far and near, there were bursts of horses' hooves and horses' chirping.

A white horse, as if possessing spirituality, like a well-behaved child, walked up to its master, whispered a few words, and gently rubbed the whole horse's face against his face, as if to comfort him.

It's full of memories of her and him.

In the past few years since her disappearance, most of his life has been full of political affairs and wars, and the only time he has a small time by himself will come to the valley and stay here for a long time Although he has always been accustomed to a life that ordinary people can hardly bear, but since Zheng Qingqing's appearance, until she disappeared out of thin air, he knew that what he couldn't let go of in his heart and missed the most was always the woman who grew up with him since he was a child and promised to marry her as his wife.

Zheng Qingqing - Over the years, he has secretly sent someone to find her for a long time.

But even though the result was a big disappointment, he still didn't lighten his longing for her, and gave up looking for her.

In front of outsiders, not all his emotions are so sincere. All his true side, never only to the one who loves.

Among the people and brothers who were born and died, he is the god of war of Daqi that is worshiped by all the soldiers, the patron saint of Qi who is respected by everyone, and the perfect dream lover in the hearts of many girls in Daqi.

For the enemy, wearing a hideous iron mask, he is like a cold, cruel, and cold-blooded god of death, like a hellish Shura. It makes people shudder to hear it.

And in front of him, he will always be just a gentle and considerate lover who can do everything for her. Cry when you want to cry, laugh when you want to laugh...... The most authentic self often only when facing him, will he unguard his disguise on the outside.

As everyone knows, the Gao royal family of the Qi State is an out-and-out beast royal family, full of blood and perversion.

Although he grew up in such an environment like those half-brothers and sisters, he still did not get contaminated with the character of this bloody perverted royal family.

He is Gao Changgong, and he is still the same Gao Changgong.

The corners of his mouth still maintained such a soft arc, and he turned his head slightly to look at his very spiritual foal.

The handsome and peerless face is bathed in this golden sunlight, like a white-clothed fairy who has come out of the picture scroll. It's like a dream.

"Chasing the wind," he said with a soft smile, his slender hand raised to help it stroke its mane thinly, and muttered, "She's been missing for many years, hasn't she?" If she had not accepted her mother's assignment, would I have been here today to see her in her wedding dress and red makeup, waiting here for me to marry her? ”

The tone was so soft, as if there were clouds in the sky. It seems that he himself seems to be talking to himself, and it seems that he is talking to the wind.

In the past few years, he has often fantasized about the days after she married him.

He played and sang the most beautiful tunes in the world for her, and she danced to his heavenly sounds.

Sometimes he was practicing martial arts and practicing swords, so she was by his side; Whether in childhood or when he grew up, he would sometimes go to her to have fun. She wasn't angry, she just said a few words to him coquettishly, and he would try to coax her a few words, and then she could see her smile again, and she was like a rival with herself, and she was playing with words.

Being with her only taught him to completely forget time, and even more so to forget troubles and sorrows, wars and killings......

For a moment, he thought that he could be by her side forever and never be separated from her.

He never believed that she, Zheng Qingqing, would disappear into his Gao Changgong's life forever.

He believes that one day, he will meet her again.

For some reason, I always felt that the wind that had just blown the rustling of flowers and plants suddenly became softer. It was as if her slightly cold hand brushed over his handsome face.

The obsidian-like eyes were as deep and transparent as a bottomless lake, reflecting the appearance of the chasing wind next to him quietly listening to him, and from time to time bowing his head to graze.

"However, even you, like me, don't believe that she and Ah Ling will disappear forever like this, right?" He laughed at himself in his heart, and the shallow smile on his face gradually turned into a helpless smile of self-deception.

Knowing that this may not be possible, he still has such a belief in his heart.

Although it is with some sad colors, although this smile is faint, it is enough to overshadow the heavens, earth and stars, and even the surrounding beauty has become his foil.

The wind seemed to like him, and kept wandering around him, and in the blink of an eye, he seemed to see the smiling girl in white again, standing in front of her.

"Brother Qiang, it's good to hear your piano and singing again! I'd love to hear you play again! ”

"Then Qingqing, what do you want to hear most?"

Even though he knew that she in front of him was a phantom conjured up by the scorching sun, he was willing to fall and did not want to come to his senses.

"Phoenix Seeking Phoenix...... I like Phoenix the most! ”