Some people meet for a lifetime, all her joys and sorrows, all joys and sorrows, all human suffering, and all those who love her know.

So this is destined that Xiao Ye is not an immortal who can entrust others with affection.

He hurt others and himself all his life, and finally fell to the point where he fell with the falling wood cliff.

He liked a girl in his heart, this little girl was amazing, peerless, five thousand years old when he first saw Fenghua, and he fell in love with this little girl day and night on the wooden cliff.

It's like, an indescribable feeling, on the day of his birth, he stabbed into her chest without asking for a reason, and it was hatred at first, but it ended up because of love.

When the second thorn pierced her chest, he understood, some things are called love, not something he can do without if he wants to, the three-life stone, engraved, his iron tree finally bloomed.

Garanta was martyred, and she said she would not come back until the river flowed backwards, the sun rose, and the bell rang.

On the day she came, the weather was just right, sunshine, rain and dew, the blurred air was stained with cold snow and mist, and the cold fallen wood cliffs were covered with snow, and she stepped on the snow.

Wearing a plain winter dress, there is a little more dusty temperament in the light and elegant place, the wide skirt is behind the body, elegant and luxurious, the green silk like black jade, simply a flying fairy bun, a few full and round pearls are embellished in the hair at will, and the forehead hangs a red neon dress, and from time to time when he speaks, he will spit out white mist, and the tear mole under the corner of his eye is fresh and bright.

The gorgeous palace is hung with dozens of long paintings, all of which are her appearance, comfortable, beautiful, but so stubborn.

Because there is love in his heart, he will start to paint, he has long liked it, but he suppresses everything, because he knows that his days are numbered.

Midnight dreamback, Zige will always think of the person in the palace that day, white hair and shawl, eyebrows and eyes are still the same, eyes are dyed with wind and snow but very clear, it is undeniable that until now, she has never blamed him in her heart, not because she doesn't love, but because she loves too deeply.

Si Ming once said such a passage: When you were young, you liked someone over the mountains and mountains, single-mindedly, a letter that was not sent, a long and secret gaze, a long and still undead heart when you reach the Yellow River, an imitation of whatever he likes, and tears wet your eyes but are reluctant to wet his heart.

And when we grow up, we like a person, we buy a bouquet of flowers and ask if it's okay, if not, I'll change someone.

Because I knew it was impossible, I didn't have to wait so much.

Zige slowly opened his eyes, and the tears in his eyes couldn't stop falling, "If you're sad, why don't you drink it and forget about it?"

Since Zi Ge's body was getting heavier and heavier, Nanfeng would occasionally come to the Netherworld Division to look for her and take care of her body, she carefully wiped away her tears for Zi Ge and rubbed her head.

"Sister, was I like this before?"

"It's different, he ......" Before the words could be spoken, Nanfeng chuckled softly, "Forget it, mentioning him will only make you angry, why care so much about the details." ”

"He said that this is his love, is it his love to hurt me like this?" Zi Ge sneered softly, put his hand on Nanfeng's arm, and slowly got up, "Sister, look, it is snowing in the Netherworld, and A-Niang said that none of our Candle Dragon Clan can escape a love calamity, the little uncle was condemned by heaven, and A-Niang fell into the gods and went through the tribulations of one life after another. ”

"Have you heard the story of the Imperial Maiden?" I turned around, supporting my waist with both hands, my stomach has been suffering from paroxysmal pain in recent days, I couldn't help but feel uncomfortable, and continued to chatter, probably because of pregnancy, always thinking about the old days.

"Isn't that your favorite flower?"

"Yes, my favorite, he planted it for me with his own hands," I paused, "The emperor daughter went down to earth for mortals and angered the Emperor of Heaven, so all the descendants of the Candle Dragon Clan will have such a love tribulation, I thought I was the lucky one, I thought I was the ......"

"Zige ......" Nanfeng's voice was slightly choked, and there was some desire to speak in the ethereal space, "There is something I need to clarify with you......

"If Sister persuades me to go back to the Nine Heavens, it's not necessary, my father will probably blame himself more and more when he sees it," Zige tidied up the corners of her clothes, found a chair and sat down, stretched out her hand and rubbed her belly, "Now I just want to give birth to this child." ”

"Then how do you tell him about the child's father......" Nanfeng has never been so nosy, and she added at the end.

"As soon as he was born, he was the youngest of the Nine Heavens, and his father and mother must be happy, and there may be many immortals who spoil him, how do they need me to worry about it. "At least Zige doesn't care about that now.

"What if he asks?"

"He shouldn't ask," Zi Ge pursed the corners of his lips, "Actually, I'd rather this kid wasn't from the Candle Dragon Clan, all the juniors of the Candle Dragon Clan are too bitter." ”

As soon as the words fell, Sanqi knocked on the door and entered, "Little master, the daughter of the Red Emperor, Goddess Wangshu, asks to see Her Highness." ”

"What is she doing here?" Before Zige could say anything, the south wind blocked it.

"I said that there were some things to give to the little master. ”

"Sanqi...... Let her go back, Zige's body is too heavy to see people......"

"Sister, the visitor is a guest, don't worry about her......" Zige reached out and put his hand on Nanfeng's arm and smiled back.

"Zige, she ......"

"It doesn't matter. Zige nodded again, and Nanfeng was relieved.

The woman who was pampered by Xiao Ye still saw Zi Ge, from that day on, Zi Ge locked herself in the room for three days, and three days later she looked like a living person who was not close, her eyes were swollen and scary when she saw her, and she didn't dare to say a word even Sanqi, and the days that followed became more and more dull, drinking medicine, nourishing her body, taking a medicinal bath, only to give birth to Wuxian.

The days were uneventful, and after counting carefully, three hundred years had passed, and the head of the Netherworld Division was officially succeeded by the master, and Zige stayed in the Netherworld Division.

The originally deserted Netherworld Division now has a little doll, and it is much more lively than usual.

Zige named the child Wuxian so that he would not envy others, but according to Xiao Ye's temperament, the little guy would definitely not have such emotions.

That small appearance has nothing to do with Xiao Ye, especially the pair of Danfeng eyes, slightly raised, and it looks like he doesn't care about people.

The child is quite sensible, his schoolwork has never been left behind, and he is occasionally willful once or twice, and Zi Ge doesn't take it to heart, so a common scene in the Netherworld Division is that Zi Ge is on the case, carefully tracing the portrait, Wuxian is looking at the book on the shorter case on the side, and Sanqi is waiting on the side, occasionally dozing off.

"Mother, yesterday the master assigned a homework, and my son didn't know how to write it. He tapped his head with the barrel of his pen, looking like he was contemplating.

"Which course is the master's assignment?" Zige glanced up at him, then leaned on the case again, and asked him without thinking.

"Something about the history of antiquity. As soon as he said these three words, Zige reluctantly raised his head and listened to his answer with interest.

"The master said that he wanted us to write a summary of the various gods and goddesses in ancient history, and even choose a favorite one to focus on. ”

"So do you have a plan, or do you ......"

"I heard that the god monarch on the fallen wood cliff has lived for a long time, so I want to ask my mother, how much do you know about him?"

Sanqi seemed to notice something, and hurriedly took Wuxian out, "If the master misses him, go back to the wooden cliff to take a look at him." ”

Zige went back to the cabinet and took out the box that the Snow Maiden had given her, and she looked at the paintings, leaving only a silent whimper.

On the day the Snow Girl came, she brought Xiao Ye's paintings, which were different from the palace in Luomu Cliff, they were all kinds of casual paintings, with her various casual expressions, and a sentence on the last page: Zige, I can't live anymore, so you have to live.

She went to the Falling Wood Cliff, this is the place where she dreams about it, and it is here that she dreams back, she doesn't have the courage to come here to take a look, if she doesn't leave ruthlessly that day, will it be different?

The snow piled up, and every step was a "crunch" sound, and she walked through the Changyang Palace, walked through the Feeling Snow Pavilion, and walked through the Imperial Mulberry.

"Who said that what I like is the Imperial Maiden Sang, I obviously like you, you old iron tree doesn't want to bloom no matter what I do, what flowers do you bloom now?" Zige complained while shedding tears.

It is true that everyone thinks that the young master of the Huayin clan was created by heaven and earth, but they don't know that the emperor Sang is his true body.

The purple Imperial Maiden flowers opened one by one, the air was leisurely sweet, and the petals occasionally fell, Zi Ge leaned on the Imperial Maiden Mulberry and said to herself, "Do you know how much thought I put into making you bloom, you were able to go like this, and even destroyed the Tianguan lock from the beginning." ”

"Actually, I'd rather you didn't love me than you left, at least I know you're doing well. The sunlight shone through the huge branches and hit her face, and the light and shadow were blurred, and a vague figure appeared, dressed in white, with a hairband pinned to his head, floating in the air.

He came closer, reached out and cupped her cheek, hiding the distance from her eyes, and in surprise, dropped a kiss on her lips.

"Little girl, I'm back, do you miss me?" he joked, smiling, opening and closing his mouth, spitting out breath.

He saw that Zige was sleeping soundly, so he used his body to block the sun, but the corners of his mouth were soft smiles.

She seems to be a Shih Tzu or a sinking fish, and she is a beloved in my heart;

His eyes are spring, his eyes are summer, everything is spring, he would rather stop is love, turn around is hurt, and enter my heart is an official;

When the autumn leaves do not remember the past, he chuckled and smiled silently into the painting, and a glance and a smile attracted acacia.