Legend has it that in the far north, there is an ancient people, and they have the magic of prophecy in their blood, and the dreams of each of them will become prophecy and cannot be changed......

But legends are legends after all, and no one knows if this unique race exists. Will the prophecy come true?

One

The splendid hall is full of countless * and solemnity, and the sunlight is sprinkled on it, reflecting countless rays of light, gorgeous and colorful.

But in front of this palace, there is a strong smell of blood, full of countless sins and helplessness.

A man dressed in black knelt on the ground, looking at the person behind him unwillingly, with a gradually revealing expression of shock, resentment, misery, sadness, mixed with hesitation and helplessness, frowning eyebrows, and slightly pursed red lips.

The person who stabbed with the sword was also dressed in black, looking at the woman condescendingly, but no matter how he looked at it, that person didn't have a trace of expression, not even facial features, just a burst of sneers, and mocked in that creepy voice: "If you want to blame, you can only blame you for loving the wrong person!"

The woman seemed to want to stand up, but the dream quickly dissipated, and Ling Yue suddenly woke up from the nightmare, sweating profusely, and the dazzling sunlight had gradually poured on her face from the window lattice, inexplicably giving her a trace of comfort.

Luckily, it was just a dream!

But then her panicked expression was covered with tears, and she quickly remembered what day it was, and with crystal clear tears hanging from her pale eyelashes, she sat up from the bed and cried and laughed!

However, it was a dream, and it doomed her to be sad.

Let's go, leave this place that doesn't belong to her, and never see each other again, and nothing will happen again......

The door was opened with a bang, and a big grinning girl came to meet her, seeing her master's appearance, she hurriedly opened her mouth and comforted: "Miss, you really don't have to be sad, the son is also powerless, really powerless, besides, it's just a show, you don't have to care!"

"It's okay, since everything is already doomed, then let's leave this place of right and wrong, I Lingyue has been here for so many years, didn't I come alone?" The woman smiled bitterly, there was a heart with great tenacity under her weak appearance, what she wanted was so simple, pure.

Since you can't change it, then just choose to leave......

As long as she leaves, the nightmare that haunts her will be gone, and all the tragedies will not happen again, how good!

"Let's go, but where can we go?" said Shaoqing, a little puzzled.

"Shaoqing, do you know, I had that dream again, and I heard a sentence clearly!" The woman stood there for a long time, still smiling bitterly, but she gently wiped away the tears, and suddenly laughed maniacally: "Do you know, that person said to me, I love the wrong person, love the wrong person!!"

"Miss, Miss, Shaoqing will take you away, leave!" the girl seemed to be unable to stand such a heartbreaking scene anymore, she hugged the woman in her arms tightly and comforted softly.

Outside the house, there was the sound of crackling firecrackers, mixed with suona, and the endless sound of congratulations came faintly.

The woman nested in Shaoqing's arms laughed stupidly while crying, today, it was the time for her favorite person to marry a wife, but she could only sit here, crying helplessly, her Lingyue was really just a useless monster!

Two

On the third day of the first lunar month, the young and promising Prime Minister Lin Xiu married his cousin Xihe, who had been longing for many years and had been living in the Prime Minister's Mansion, and became a beautiful conversation for a while, and became the object of emulation by the entire imperial capital.

But three days later, the Prime Minister's Mansion was full of mountains and rains.

A man in the high position listened to the return of the guards below, and his originally gentle expression was instantly furious, and the tea on the table was slapped by her, and all of them fell down, leaving no trace.

Suddenly, the sound of the tea cup falling to the ground exploded in my ears like the voice of death: "What are you doing to eat, it's been three days, and no one can be found, what are you all eating?"

"My subordinates have tried their best, but they can't find Miss Lingyue's whereabouts anyway!" said one of the next people.

"Look for it again, if you can't find it, your head will be your head!" Lin Xiu didn't care about any manners, and shouted out directly.

At this moment, he was worried that the smart woman who grew up as a childhood sweetheart would be so resolute that she would disappear without a trace with only two words.

But he was forced to not even have a chance to explain, and even let her leave alone on the day of her wedding!

In the final analysis, love was let down by him in his life!

The people below responded and left, and a mocking voice sounded in their ears, directly dragging out the people who were still stunned, "Yo, isn't this the dignified Prime Minister, how can you have such a big temper?"

Lin Xiu raised his head, looked at the person in front of him, and tried his best to resist the urge to cut that person, and said coldly: "The Prime Minister's Mansion does not welcome the third prince, go slowly, don't send it!"

"Come on, open it!" The lewd and smug man didn't have the slightest intention of leaving, but waved his hand, and the two people behind him directly opened the huge box that had been moved.

Lin Xiu looked at the huge mahogany clock, and suddenly the anger that he had endured for a long time rose to the sky, and he couldn't suppress it anymore no matter what.

For the position of prime minister, he was forced by His Royal Highness the Crown Prince to marry his cousin who he didn't love but couldn't let her fall into the tiger's mouth, and let down the person he really loved.

Now, this third prince has directly sent himself a bell (final), but it's really, really too much!!

Lin Xiu directly pulled out the saber on the wall and threw it towards the triumphant person opposite, in an instant, that person could not avoid it, he was directly cut off half of his ear, covered the bleeding place in fright, and said fiercely: "You wait, Your Highness will definitely make your life worse than death!"

"Okay, I'm waiting!" Lin Xiu couldn't care about anything at the moment, and said coldly.

In an instant, the person who was shouting just now disappeared in an instant.

Lin Xiu sat on the chair decadently, and the whole person collapsed into it, he knew that everything could not be saved, and his steps were so easily in vain.

And Kunhua, a henchman who had been standing beside him, opened his mouth and asked, "Prime Minister, is the young lady still there, can you find it?"

Lin Xiu smiled bitterly and shook his head, "Since it is destined to be like this, then it will be so!

Immediately, he seemed to remember something, and said in a low voice: "Go, let Madame go to Yanguo, Huaguo is no longer safe, and I can't protect her well." ”

"Prime Minister, ...... you" Kun said, a little hesitant, he looked at the contents of the box on the ground, and sighed silently.

Then, turning around, a few people summoned the obscure object down and threw it in the fire.

Lin Xiu clenched the porcelain cup in his hand tightly, blood mixed with tea flowing, but he muttered to himself as if he didn't feel the slightest pain: "Lingyue, if I had known that this was the current situation, I wouldn't have married another woman, and I wouldn't have made you sad......"

The afterglow of the setting sun poured on him, stretching his shadow, but at this moment, it looked extremely desolate.

The sword was stuck in the wall in front of him, oozing blood.

Ten years of traces and ten years of heart

In December 1925, the largest brothel in Beiping.

Inside the house is full of luxury, and outside the house is cold at night.

Snowflakes are flying, permeating the bleak night breeze.

The girl in the school uniform quickly stuffed the gold earrings and gold rings in her hand to the boy who was still on the windowsill and refused to go down, and whispered, "You must come back." ”

"However, if I leave, they are afraid that they will not let you go, you go with me, go together!" the young man refused to accept, but when he heard a few piercing gunshots coming from the street in a trance, his determined expression still had a trace of hesitation.

"Meng Fei, there's no time, you go, let's go!" The woman's head oozed dense beads of sweat, glanced at the door that was about to be slammed open, gritted her teeth and was ruthless, and suddenly pushed the man out.

"It's cold, ten years, within ten years, I will definitely come back to you!" But the boy, who was only fourteen or fifteen years old, still had a childish look on his face, his bony hand fell from the girl's hand, and his figure quickly dissipated into the darkness.

The girl quietly breathed a sigh of relief, and there was finally a slight smile on her pure face, which was also only fourteen or fifteen years old.

The door was slammed open, and in came a woman in her thirties with anger in her eyebrows, her pale face was covered by thick fat powder, although she was already a half-old, but her demeanor was still the same, but in an instant, high heels with a crisp slap echoed in this space.

"It's cool, do you know what you've done?" The shrill voice and the sharp pain made the girl's whole head confused.

But she stood there fearlessly, resisting this fierce woman with silent stubbornness.

The woman was anxious and angry, and when she wanted to slap her again, there was a sudden sound of hurried footsteps in the corridor, and in an instant, more than a dozen men in military uniforms rushed in.

Gunfire erupted, and all that was left was desolation......

One

December 1937, Beiping.

The Japanese Commander's Mansion, Sakata Daisa's Mansion, was still a snowy night, and a sharp figure crossed the layers of heavy troops and stood directly in front of the last door that was blocked.

The woman was wearing seven-centimeter high heels, her bright red cheongsam was reflected in the darkness, and the small square bag in her hand covered a delicate pistol that was stained with blood, facing the two soldiers outside the door, the corners of her lips hooked up a sneer, and she said gloomily: "If you don't get out of the way, you can die tonight!"

The soldiers glanced at each other, screams and roars came from the room behind them, and the smell of lust easily came through the door, not knowing what to do.

Miss Liang can enter this place of heavy soldiers, how can they stop it?

It's just that......

But the woman obviously couldn't bear it anymore, and her face changed in an instant, and her two hands struck at the same time on the two soldiers who were blocking her eyes, and the high heels slammed into the wooden door with her body, and then with a few bangs, the two unconscious figures were thrown out.

The woman stepped directly into the high heels, and the Japanese man who was almost * suddenly shot his angry eyes over, as sharp as an eagle.

And on that bed, there was already a girl who was stripped naked and was about to face insult the next moment, and at this moment her hands were tied to the side of the bed, and her legs were fiercely held down by the stout man lying on it, and her body was full of kiss marks and scratches.