The snow is pouring down and growing, and there is no source and no end.

Looking far away, the red in the snow is extremely charming. But no matter how heavy the snow is, it is difficult to hide the heavy smell of blood.

There was no more sound of horses stomping and fighting in his ears, and even the wailing and weeping were no longer half a minute. In the silence, only the death knell wailed, and at that moment everyone knelt down. They know it in their hearts.

Yan Guo, dead.

Poria stood in front of Qi Mengzhai, sneaking a glance at the antique high-rise building from time to time. I wanted to go in but seemed to have some concerns, and I hesitated for a while, but I still didn't go in.

In the past few days, she has peeked outside the door several times, but has not entered once.

"Why don't you go in and have a look?" suddenly came a chuckle behind him.

Poria was startled and turned around sharply.

It was the owner of the shop, dressed in a black embroidered Tang jacket and holding a cardboard box in his hand. The girl next to him is also in a Tang costume, but she wears a light blue chiffon skirt under the Tang blouse, and under the bangs, her big eyes are as plain as water, she is standing there quietly, but it is impossible to ignore.

"Uh!" Poria glanced at her boss and smiled a little awkwardly, "No, no need." “

"Grandpa said that the books here are too precious for me to buy. “

"Oh, take a look, you don't have to buy it. “

It was obviously a light sentence that couldn't be lighter, but he heard it clearly.

"It's no different from other bookstores, so come in and have a look. The boss laughed, the corners of his eyes raised, and he was extremely charming.

The devil sent the gods, and she nodded.

It's nothing just to see.

Following the boss in, the first thing I saw was a copper relief screen. It can be accessed from both sides of the road.

Inside, like any other bookstore, rows of wooden shelves are neatly filled with books. It's just that these bookshelves are so high that you have to step on a ladder to read the books on them.

The room was so big that Poria followed the boss for an unknown amount of time before finally stopping at a wooden counter. However, this counter made of sandalwood is a little surprising.

The boss put the cardboard box in his hand on the counter, then turned to look at the girl in front of him who was wearing a school uniform and was a little reserved, and smiled. "You're a high school student, you look about the same age as Shinoshio. “

"Ahh I can graduate next year. Xu didn't expect him to suddenly speak, and Poria was startled.

As he spoke, he secretly observed the shop out of the corner of his eye.

The rows of wooden tables and chairs on both sides of the counter are separated by hollow wooden folding screens, which is very rare.

However, these antique decorations should be extremely precious, right?

Thinking like this, Poria didn't dare to move even more.

"At this time, there are usually no guests coming, so you can just order as you like. Seeing Poria's nervousness, the boss felt a little funny.

Eight o'clock in the morning, a bit early.

With that, the boss walked away.

"A-Yuan. The corner of the clothes was pulled, and the boss looked at Xiaoxiao who had not spoken with some puzzlement.

Xiaoxiao pursed her lips and stared at Poria tightly.

"What's your name?" the soft voice was a little cold, but it didn't make people feel alienated.

"Me?"

"Poria, Poria cocos. Poria was stunned for a moment.

"Poria ......" Xiaoxiao repeats the name, very light, but it seems to reverberate with the years.

"A-Yuan. Shinoxiao suddenly looked up at the boss.

There seemed to be a flash of emotion on the boss's young face.

Glancing at the unknown Poria, he nodded, turned around and walked inside. A moment later he came out again, with an extra book in his hand.

"Take it. Xiaoxiao took the book from the boss's hand, looked at it, and then handed it to Poria Cocos.

"Oh, no, no! It's not mine, I can't ask for it. “

"It was meant to be yours. Xiaoxiao lowered her eyes and stubbornly held up the book in her hand.

The boss on the side looked at Xiaoxiao with a headache, and then said with a warm smile, "The customer is God, just send it to me as the boss." It doesn't hurt to take it. After speaking, he glanced at Poria Cocos, who was still a little hesitant, and added, "It's not worth much." “

"Okay. Taking the book in Xiaoxiao's hand, Poria looked at it, there was no name, and it was a little shabby, it seemed to have been put away for a long time.

"Thank you. “

"Hmm. The boss bowed his head slightly, "Just take a look, you can read your favorite books here, or you can borrow them." “

"Hmm. “

Poria watched the boss and Shino walk to the inner room, then walked to the nearby wooden table and sat down.

The folding screen blocks the view on both sides, and you can only see the rows of bookshelves on the opposite side, which makes people feel comfortable.

Flipping through the book in her hand, Poria was a little surprised.

There's not a single word in this book!

Could it be that the boss took the wrong one? Poria thought about it, and it was very possible.

But now the boss is not here, and it is not good to trouble people.

Poria thought for a moment, then stood up and walked to the nearest bookshelf, picked out a book of interest, and looked at it with relish.

"Hey, you're sitting on such a high place, aren't you afraid of falling off?"

"Is it cold up there?"

"Hey!"

Murong Chong was dressed in red embroidered with peonies, with gold silk sleeves, extravagant and gorgeous, with beautiful eyebrows and eyes, extremely beautiful, leaning obliquely against the eaves of the roof.

Hearing the voice, the half-closed eyes slowly opened, and there was no trace of emotion in the amber-like eyes, only a trace of arrogance between the eyebrows.

"Hey, why don't you speak? Aren't you a dumb person?" As she spoke, the girl in a gorgeous dress wrapped in a fox fur cloak covered her mouth violently, looked at the expressionless Murong Chong timidly, and only smiled after making sure he was not angry, and continued, "You are so good-looking, better than the prince's brother." How come I have never seen you in the palace?"

"Oh, I forgot you can't—" The girl covered her mouth again. The corner of his eyes swept over Murong Chong, and seeing that he didn't say anything, he smiled again, this smile seemed to be shining in his wet eyes.

In the next few days, Murong Chong could see the girl every time.

He sat quietly on the roof, and she stood under the eaves looking up and smiling.

"Hey, it's snowing so hard today, won't you come down?

In the snow, the girl held a crimson umbrella and stood under the eaves and looked up at Murong Chong.

“...... Noisy. “

A deep and magnetic sound.

The girl was stunned for a moment, and then suddenly laughed, and her crisp voice was surprised with surprise, "So you can speak!"

"Then can you tell me your name?" The girl thought for a while, seemed to be a little entangled, and finally said, "Everyone in the palace calls me princess, you can call me Ling'er, that's what the prince's brother calls me." “

Tuckahoe?

"Are you Fu Jian's daughter?"

"Oh? no, no. Poria shook her head, not noticing Murong Chong's expression that instantly became cold. "I'm the one who is in the summer of Poria cocos. How can it be the same as Your Majesty?"

"Well, my father was a lieutenant and was originally a wealthy businessman. I heard from the prince's brother that my father made great contributions in the autumn drought seven years ago, and His Majesty specially allowed us not to change our surname. “

"Hey, you haven't said your name yet. “

“...... Murong, the word Chong. Murong Chong opened his mouth and said slowly after a pause.

"Murong Chong?" Poria repeated, and then stared at Murong Chong with wide eyes, stunned, "You are the Phoenix Emperor in Sister Ning's mouth!"

Xu didn't expect her to say this, Murong Chong was stunned for a second, and then jumped down from the roof, and the bloodthirsty murderous aura flashed in his amber eyes, "Fenghuang is also worthy of your name?"

Poria's body trembled in shock.

"Sister Ning and Ning said that Emperor Feng was called by someone close to him. I—I thought—"

Murong Ning, the former princess of Qinghe, is now a noble concubine.

"You don't deserve it!" He bent down slightly, stretched out two fingers to pick up Poria Cocos' thin chin, "Poria Cocos, except for my sister, everyone in this palace will only make me sick." You too. “

Poria slumped to the ground, and the umbrella slipped from her hand, leaving a little crimson in the extreme snow. At this time, her eyes were dull, and Ruyu's hands were uncontrollable, trembling as if instinctively.

"Phoenix Emperor!" Poria watched the snow fall on Murong Chong's shoulders, and suddenly smiled, "I'm nine years old, but when I was six years old, my father was executed by His Majesty. All the family property went into the palace, and Ah Niang originally wanted to take me to the Jin Dynasty, she said that it was my hometown, and there was my grandfather there. But Ah Niang died, and just last year, she was given a white silk by His Majesty to death. And I was placed under house arrest in this palace as an adopted daughter. “

"I don't know why Your Majesty did this. But I know that in this palace—"

We are the same.

The same shouldn't exist.

"Fenghuang, I am the same as you. “

Murong Chong's heart moved slightly, his cold eyes swept over Poria Cocos, and he brushed his sleeves away.

You are a Jin person, I am a Xianbei people, you are a special princess, I am a ...... Catamite. Poria, how can you and I be the same?

One female and one male, both flew into the Purple Palace.

Who doesn't know in this Chang'an City?

In 373 A.D., because of Wang Meng and the kings' strong advice, Fu Jian let Murong Chong outside the palace and sealed him as the Taishou of Pingyang.

"Phoenix Emperor. Poria was dressed in gorgeous clothes, looking at the handsome man in front of her, with a smile in her eyes, "Look, you are free." “

I said that one day you will take back everything that belongs to you. But, I still hope that you don't come back.

At that time, Murong Chong was still dressed in red, his eyes were condensed, his thin lips were slightly raised, and his beautiful face was full of indescribable cold arrogance and cruel blood.

One day, I will come back!

Later, he really came back, but there was no one on the tip of his heart.

Poria looked at the arrogant and thin back, and her eyes were hidden with reluctance.

What I want to say is, have you ever been pleased with me?

And Fu Jian even made people plant hundreds of thousands of sycamores and green bamboos around Afang Palace.

Fengqi sycamore, non-practice and no food.

In 374 AD, Wang Meng died of illness. In the following year, Qin destroyed the former Liang and the country, and unified the north.

"Brother Prince, my heart is not in you, why should you bother?"

In the year of Poria and Lu, the crown prince Fu Hong asked to marry Poria Cocos, and the emperor was overjoyed and specially allowed it.

"Ling'er. Fu Hong's eyebrows were clear, and when he looked at Poria Cocos, his eyes were full of affection. "I know you are reluctant to marry me, but I must marry you. After a pause, I saw that Poria Cocos's face was pale, and there was a pain in her eyes, "Ling'er...... I will protect you. “

Poria, you are an orphan of the Jin Dynasty.

The heavier your father's heart is to kill you, only by marrying me can I protect you, do you know this?

In 382 AD, Qin became stronger and stronger, and was eager to attack the Eastern Jin Dynasty. The Xianbei, Qiang, and Qiang tribes waited for an opportunity to rebel.

The following year, Qin was defeated in the Battle of Weishui, and Murong Shihong and Chong rebelled.

Fu Jian was extremely angry and ordered the secret execution of the noble concubine Murong Clan. The crown princess was shocked when she heard this, and then bought the guards and let her out of the palace privately. The emperor was angry, ignoring the prince's plea, deposing his position as the crown princess, and giving him death with poisoned wine.

In the spring equinox in March of that year, the flowers were blooming, and Poria left in the prince's arms with a light smile.

She asked, "Am I free?"

The moment she saw the prince nodding, she suddenly smiled, pure and clean, so beautiful, so quiet.

That day, Fu Hong hugged Poria cocos, and tears suddenly fell. "Ling'er, I like you...... But I can't protect you. Now, you're free. "But why am I so sad?

No one knows that she has never worn a red dress in her life.

In 385 AD, Murong Chong succeeded to the throne as emperor.

Establish the Murong clan, and Ling will fall behind.

Outside the hall, bursts of thunder sounded in the foggy sky, and Murong Chong, who was dressed in a dragon robe, turned around, and the corners of his pale lips hooked a shallow arc.

suddenly remembered that at that time, the little lovely child had said in his ear, "Fenghuang, my original name was Lingluo, but after my father died, my mother felt very unlucky, so I went to Luozi and left Ling." “

"I once heard A-Niang say that after a Jin woman marries, she will take her name and her husband's surname. “

"Emperor Feng, will you revive the Yan Kingdom in the future? Which do you think is better, the short arrow sleeves of the Hu people or the Hanfu?"

"Phoenix Emperor ......"

Fenghuang, will you marry me?

Murong Chong glanced at the soldiers who were surrounding the hall with knives, his eyebrows were raised, and there was finally a trace of warmth in his amber eyes, and his fingers were thin rubbing the tablet in his arms.

Until the pain of being drilled into the tip of his heart with a sharp weapon came in an instant, and a drop of hot tears suddenly slipped from the corner of Murong Chong's eyes. Bright red blood flowed down his white jade-like chest, staining the four words Murong Ling on the tablet red.

Lonely and helpless. Poria - I still like your name. I never get tired of calling it for a lifetime.

Why won't you wait for me?

Murong Chong stretched out his arm into the air, and his five fingers slowly came together, as if he wanted to grab something, but in the end he could only hang down weakly and gently close his eyes.

In 386 AD, Murong Chong was killed by General Bu at the age of twenty-eight.

“...... Tuckahoe. A gentle voice rang in my ears.

Poria slowly opened her eyes, looked at the smiling eyes of the boss in front of her, and was stunned for a moment, feeling a little embarrassed.

I fell asleep!

"I look at it and ...... it"

"Hmm. The boss smiled and said, "But it's eight o'clock in the evening, and the store is about to close, so I'm here to wake you up." The person who came to pick you up from your house is waiting outside the door. “

"Well, thank you. Poria picked up the nameless book, and suddenly saw that the book was full of dense words, and she was stunned.

For some reason, a sour feeling came over her, and she couldn't help but want to cry.

Isn't this book wordless? Why is it ...... now?

"Poria?"

"Huh?" Poria came to her senses, glanced at the boss with a concerned face, shook her head and said nothing. "Then I'll go first. “

"Welcome to your next visit. “

"Xiaoxiao. After Poria left, the boss glanced at the three words Murong Chong that Xiaoxiao had written on the blank page, and then smiled playfully, "What about this?"

Endless darkness, pain and hatred were intertwined, and the night Murong Chong was fortunate that he had no sleep until dawn. A pair of amber eyes filled with bleak despair. He thought that one day he would have to cut this man with his own hands.

However, he did not do it after all. Fu Jian finally died at the hands of someone else.

"Your dreams are so desperate. “

"What should you do?"

“...... That's what I need, too. A dream and a wish. “

"I can grant one of your wishes, but give me your dreams. “

Dream?

Murong Chong stretched out his hand towards the woman, and the blood in his mouth kept gushing out. Thinking of those clean and pure eyes, he laughed softly.

"I only hope that in those thousands of reincarnations, there will be one life that can grab Poria's hand and tell her that I am happy with her. “

"Yes. “

"Use his dreams in exchange for his affection in this life. Xiaoxiao looked at the boss in front of him, and his tone was indifferent.

Poria got out of the car, followed by the driver and was about to enter the house, when she suddenly heard the sound of someone pushing the door and coming out of the neighbor's house, which had been empty for a long time.

Looking back curiously, I saw that the man was wearing home clothes, carrying garbage in his hand, and his face was handsome and beautiful. At the moment when Poria looked at it, she raised her eyes, her eyebrows and eyes were flirtatious, as if she was hiding an indescribable affection.

They looked at each other and were speechless.

Tuckahoe......

"You-"

Poria felt a little sour in her heart, and then felt that she stroked her cheeks, but there was a damp place.

You, is that her?