The next day, Shen Mingnan went to invite Master Huining to come to the Hidden Moon Pavilion.

And he left temporarily because he had to deploy something.

Huining's white beard was very long, and his voice was quiet and peaceful: "Donor, don't come unharmed." ”

Zhao Huiwei sat on the bed, looked at him, and was silent for a moment before saying, "Can I still live?" ”

Hui Ning smiled: "Donor, you are not from this world. ”

Seeing Zhao Huiwei pursing his lips, he continued: "This is the path chosen by the donor himself. ”

Zhao Huiwei was stunned: "What I chose?" ”

"It's coming to an end, do you remember what the old man told you, the rules of this world?"

She looked at his kind eyebrows and eyes, and said word by word: "It's life...... Change your life. ”

"Shen Mingnan did not die on the battlefield as the ending was tampered with in the book, but he drank a glass of chronic poisonous wine at the banquet before leaving, and finally had a seizure on the battlefield, resulting in death."

Zhao Huiwei's face turned slightly pale, and Huining continued: "Su Qianqian is dead, you are the last choice. ”

"Die instead of him, let him live, and the world will not collapse."

Zhao Huiwei's lips trembled uncontrollably, and after a long time, she asked very lightly, "What about me?" ”

Hui Ning put his hands together: "Amitabha, the donor is still alive because I gave you a heart-defying pill, plus the Gu King filled the vacancy in your heart to maintain your current life, you will return to your own world after you die, and your mission has been completed." After a pause, he continued: "Don't worry, don't worry, after you go back, you will be emptied of your memory, don't worry about being uncomfortable, you will forget him." ”

Silence, silence for a long time, so long that her legs were numb, and her heart ached, and finally, she answered softly: "I know." ”

When Shen Mingnan returned here, it was a little late, and he was full of exhaustion, but thinking that Cheng Shengquan was living on pills now, he couldn't help but sneer, he wanted to see if it was really as the Heavenly Law Daoist said, he could live a long life.

He pushed open the door, Zhao Huiwei was awake, her eyes were serious and focused on the black thread in her hand, Shen Mingnan closed the door, walked forward and asked, "What are you making up?" ”

Zhao Huiwei glanced up at him, her face became smaller and whiter with her scattered black hair, and she hooked the corners of her mouth slightly: "Luozi." ”

Shen Mingnan's eyes lit up slightly: "Was it given to me?" ”

"Hmm." She lifted it up and looked at it, this was the most neat one she had knitted very seriously: "It will be made up soon, I will put a Ruyi piece in for you, and bless you with peace and security." ”

His eyebrows softened: "Okay." ”

Three days later, he received a gift she had knitted, and this time he put it in his heart.

On the sixth day of December, it snowed in the capital, which was the first snow of the year and the first winter Zhao Huiwei spent here.

She was afraid of the cold, wearing a silver fox fur, holding a stove in her hand, and looking curiously at the snowflakes in the sky.

Everyone in Beijing thought she was dead, Shen Mingnan was afraid that she would be sick, so he never let her step out of the palace, but she quietly ran out while he went to Beijing to do business.

Ah Tong gestured anxiously with her hand next to her, and Zhao Huiwei gently "shh ”

Ah Tong hesitated, then didn't speak again, but helped Zhao Huiwei block the wind and let her continue to watch.

The Zangyue Pavilion didn't know when the pale pink plum blossoms were removed, and now they are blooming brightly, adding a touch of color to this garden.

She's been a long, long time, and hasn't seen the wind.