After returning to the ruins, I passed through the smoke and dust road, and soon arrived in the mortal dust.

Following the direction in the water mirror, Ting Lan quickly approached his destination.

It's a good month in March. The grass grows and the warbler flies, and the peanut trees are mixed.

Ting Lan walked among the peach and willow green, looked at the surrounding scenery, and suddenly remembered that white begonia flowers.

Perhaps she has been accustomed to seeing the pure white scenery of the Snow Pavilion for tens of thousands of years, and she has no sense of such gorgeous colors.

The warm sunlight shone on her body, diluting the depression in her heart.

In the distance, she saw a radiant young man.

By the lake, there are many teenagers. They spread out elaborate and gorgeous mats by the lake. The mat was filled with all kinds of snacks to eat. There are also a couple of small flasks.

The dazzling man, surrounded by people, seemed to be talking about something in high spirits.

It was the first time she had seen such a radiant emperor.

The sound of laughter can be heard from time to time.

Ting Lan stood far away, her feet as if they had taken root.

Between her and the emperor, it seems, there will always be a distance.

A mortal world, does she want to bother?

She stood there stunned for a long time.

In the palm of his hand, a golden hairpin suddenly appeared.

It was exactly the same as the hairpin she saw in the lake at that time!!

Emperor, you'll remember Ting Lan, right?

30,000 years ago, that obscure mood once again poured into her heart.

Now, she is a disciple of the Snow Pavilion.

She has a new name.

If she hadn't deliberately mentioned it, she would have nothing to do with Emperor Qingying in the rest of her life.

Besides, even if there is a slight possibility, he is his uncle after all!

How can there be a nephew who is married to an uncle?

It's so unreasonable.

Moreover, in her heart, she had always longed for the position of the High Priest of the Snow Pavilion.

She stood there for a long time.

I don't know when, next to her, a teenager suddenly appeared.

She walked slowly, blending herself into the passers-by.

The golden hairpin in his hand suddenly fell to the ground.

I had just walked a few steps when I suddenly heard a voice: "Girl!"

When Ting Lan turned around, she saw a slightly immature face.

"Girl, your golden hairpin has fallen. ”

The slightly immature face was warm and gentle, with a shallow smile.

When the emperor was young, was this what he looked like?

Tinglan has a mixed flavor for a while.

"Thank you, little boy. Ting Lan thanked politely, but he didn't take the golden hairpin in his hand.

The young man's eyes flashed with doubt.

Ting Lan smiled: "Since Gongzi picked up my hairpin, then he also has a fate with this hairpin." It's better to meet by chance, this hairpin will be given to the little boy. ”

After Ting Lan finished speaking, he bowed and left quickly.

Behind the ears, there is a loud "girl"!

Ting Lan fled.

If the emperor knew that he was like this, what would he think of himself?

She didn't know.

She didn't want to know anymore.

On this trip, my purpose has been achieved.

What she didn't know was that after she left, the boy was laughed at by his companions.

The Qingying Emperor of that life never married. In the mortal dust, the official worships the general, and he has made outstanding achievements in his life.

It is said that when he was dying, he grabbed the golden hairpin he picked up when he was a teenager and refused to let go.

Those nominal filial sons and grandsons naturally made this golden hairpin the burial of the general.

Of course, that's another story.

After Ting Lan fled, he returned to the Snow Pavilion.

The days that followed were very peaceful. Except for Princess Luoshan, I don't know why, the days of Shaohao Xianjun's apprenticeship were postponed for more than ten days.

I don't know what's going on, it's Xue Ge, and I haven't received a very clear message.

Right now, Emperor Ziwei and Master Bo went out to travel, and the atmosphere in the Snow Pavilion was a little low.

No one can help themselves anymore, it's always lonely.

After Bodhi's ten-day duty is completed, it will be Tinglan's day.

She spent her days on the high platform in a very regular manner, quiet and silent.

Xue Yi has been obedient a lot these days, and has never gone out.

That Qinghua Emperor, it is said, began to parade in the Nine Heavens.

I don't know what's going on with these big guys lately.

One by one, it seems that I always like it, and make something happen.

Doing things every day, what's there to do?

Can't you stop it?

After Tinglan's rotation was over, he switched to Xueyi's rotation.

Coincidentally, on the first day of this rotation, it was Shaohao Xianjun's apprenticeship.

The three of them went to Luoshan Palace to watch the ceremony.

After arriving at Luoshan Palace, the three of them were shocked.

It stands to reason that now the master is away from home. Uncle Qingming went to mortal dust. The master is still in the mortal dust.

There are no one else in this snow pavilion except for the three people of their generation.

Even Luofu Shenjun has gone to the mortal dust.

There are very few people who can come to the service today.

Before the three of them came, they were already mentally prepared to accept the cold apprenticeship.

But this, at the gate of Luoshan Palace, this crowd of people, what's going on?

What are so many unknown immortals doing here?

It's amazing.

Seeing this, His Royal Highness Xue Yi smiled very reservedly, and entered Luoshan Palace with his two junior sisters.

Princess Luoshan was practicing calligraphy in her study at the moment, and when she heard that the three people were coming, she didn't raise her eyelids.

Gong E took the three of them to the study.

Xue Yi pondered and pondered, and finally said: "Uncle Shi, today at the gate of Luoshan Palace, there are many immortals, all of whom are immortals. ”

Princess Luoshan didn't raise her head, and said lightly: "I know." ”

According to the rules of the Nine Heavens, those who come uninvited, even if they are not entertained, it doesn't matter.

When His Royal Highness Xue Yi heard this, he felt even more puzzled.

Tinglan and Bodhi, who were standing on the side, were even more puzzled.

Bodhi is the most unfamiliar with her, she rarely speaks, and she has nothing to say at the moment.

It's Tinglan, but at this moment, I can't help but be a little surprised that I don't see the main master who wants to apprentice.

This Shaohao Immortal Monarch, why is Yang Zi not excited at all?

Could it be, this person came to Luoshan Palace to learn art for another purpose?

Could it be, something is wrong with the Tuluo Mountain Palace?

With this cognition, Ting Lan's expression became a little more dignified.

She smiled and said, "Uncle Shi, why haven't you seen this new Uncle yet?"

Princess Luoshan put down her pen and said with a smile: "Isn't it yet time! You guys, that's early today! No, even my aunt, who has always arrived early, hasn't come yet!"

Luoshan Palace is not far from Taozhi Mountain, and it is said that the family of four of Taozhi Mountain will come.

Ting Lan couldn't help but be a little surprised, this concubine also likes to join in the fun, and loves to arrive early, why hasn't she come yet?