The world was settled, Liu Hui ascended the throne as emperor, changed his reign name to Yong'an, and sixteen states surrendered.

The great chaos in the world since Dhou Dong Zhuo came to Beijing has finally ended. Dong Zhuo's adopted son Lu Bu led the Xiliang army many years ago and restored governance again.

Liu Hui was still young, and Lu Bu played the most important role in rescuing him. He assisted the government as regent. He was granted the title of Marquis of Wen and the God of Fenwu. He set up a banquet beside the dragon table, supervised all officials, and took charge of the affairs of the court.

Lu Bu had the best official position, and the next step was the dragon throne. However, he stopped in front of the dragon chair and sat down quietly.

In order to recuperate and recuperate, the residents of Xiliang, Jingyang, and Yizhou moved back to the Central Plains again.

Zhou Yu, who disappeared during the Battle of Chibi, reappeared, was granted the title of Langxie King, and took command of Xu Bei.

Zhao Yun took Liu Chan to Liaodong and was granted the title of King of Liaodong. From then on, people lived in peace outside Youzhou.

One month later, early morning in June.

The first ray of sunlight penetrated from outside the Wuyang Hall. Qilin opened his eyes. The sunlight was so bright that it seemed to burn his soul to death.

He moved slightly, and Lu Bu's arms held his waist slightly tighter.

"Where to go?" Lu Bu asked nervously.

Qilin said: "Let's go see the breakfast."

Lu Bu said in a daze: "Sleep a little longer and we'll go together later. Don't leave me even half a step."

Qilin didn't know whether to laugh or cry, so he had to sleep again.

Lu Bu was breathing evenly, and his sleeping face looked like a big boy. Qilin touched his face with his hand, and kissed him on the lips infatuatedly.

I will be back soon, and when I come back, we will be together forever and never be separated again, Qilin thought silently in his heart.

He carefully got out of bed and walked out of the palace naked. His clean neck, fair boy's back, and bare ankles were bathed in the morning light, perfect and impeccable.

Qilin turned his head sideways, glanced at Lu Bu, and waved his right palm in front of him. The Six Soul Flags sprayed out millions of layers of black cloth, wrapped around his body, and finally gathered together heavily, returned to one point, and turned into nothingness.

When Lu Bu woke up, his pillow was empty except for a golden bead.

Lu Bu sat up and asked, "Where's Xiao Hei? Xiao Hei."

Lu Bu shouted blankly: "Xiao Hei, come back."

When people came in to serve outside the palace, Lu Bu said: "Everyone, go down and exit. No one can come in. Close the door."

The palace man lowered his head and left. After Lu Bu woke up in the morning, he didn't wear any clothes. He sat on the couch and every once in a while, he called into the air: "Xiao Hei!"

He sat from morning to night, until the sun went down, everything returned to silence, and the unicorn never appeared again.

Lü Bu didn't even eat any rice, so he waited in the palace for three days and three nights.

The sunlight flashes across the window pane over and over again, and a month passes.

Liu Hui sat on the Emperor's throne, and a chair was set up in front of the case. Lu Bu's eyes were blank, and he was sunk in the chair, like a sculpture.

Jia Xu bowed and said, "What does the Prince Regent think?"

Lu Bu nodded and said, "As you wish."

Liu Hui turned to look at Lu Bu and said, "Marquis Wen, then... move the capital?"

Lu Bu's eyes turned slightly red, and he suddenly woke up and said hurriedly: "No! We can't move the capital. Let's discuss it another day!"

The ministers responded in confusion.

A year later, Lu Bu wrote his first letter.

Black Azuma:

They said they wanted to move the capital, but I didn't want to move it. They had to move it, but I couldn't help it.

When you go home, you won't see me in Yecheng. Remember to come to Chang'an and build a new official road. Just walk straight along the official road and you'll be there.

I left the red rabbit in Yecheng. You can see it when you leave the dormitory. Ride it and come here by yourself.

I know you like Chang'an, so I will go back and arrange it first, waiting for you to come home.

Husband: Fengxian

The carriages and horses set off, and Lu Bu was the last one to leave Yecheng. He burned the letter on his horse, and the sky was filled with black ashes. When he left, he seemed to be sleepwalking, wandering on the official road with a single halberd and a solitary horse.

Another year has passed.

Black Azuma:

Over the years, the names of soldiers who died in battle have been engraved on stone tablets.

Are you back? Have you returned to the Central Plains and can't find the way? I've sent people to find you. If you can't find the way, just find a place to stay and I can always find you.

Husband: Fengxian

Black Azuma:

When Bo Fu was stationed in Langye, Sun Quan proclaimed himself a vassal, and I made him King of Wu.

Being the regent is really boring. In a few years, when Liu Hui grows up, I will go back to Xiliang. When you come back, we will go hunting in Bingzhou grassland.

Husband: Fengxian

Black Azuma:

Liu Bei died and actually hid in Jiaozhou. Zhuge Kongming returned to Nanyang. Chen Gong and Jia Xu personally went to persuade him and spent a lot of effort to persuade him to come to Yizhou and help govern Shuzhong.

Guo Jia fled to southern Xinjiang and persuaded the Barbarian King Meng Huo to send troops several times, but was put down by Zhuge Liang. He heard that he died of illness this year. The weather in southern Xinjiang was not good, and another opponent came to him.

Zhao Zilong and Bo Fu said, "Don't let me try to coerce the emperor to order the princes. They will rise up to help the Han Dynasty."

It's really hard to start a fight with them when you're not by my side, but I don't even want to be the regent, so how can I want to take care of other trivial matters?

Come back, I'm sick.

Husband: Fengxian

Black Azuma:

I have recovered from my illness. It has been another year. Why haven't you come back yet? Didn't you receive my letter? Or have you been hidden by your master and the others? It doesn't matter if you don't come back. Just give me a letter in reply.

I learned your handwriting from Chen Gong. It may seem a bit awkward, and I don’t know how many mistakes you made.

Liu Hui has grown up, and today I saw a pair of his jade butterflies.

I can retire and return to my hometown.

Husband: Fengxian

Black Azuma:

I have returned to Liangzhou. When you go home, remember to come to Chang'an along Yecheng, and then go to Xiliang along the official road. Now I live in Longxi. Along the way, I sent people to plant trees and set up stones to guide the way.

Red Rabbit is still waiting for you in the stable outside the sleeping hall in Yecheng.

As long as I live, I will travel all over the world to find the place where you cultivate immortality. It doesn't matter if your master doesn't let you leave, I will come find you.

Best wishes.

Husband: Fengxian

Black Azuma:

China is vast, with different customs and customs, strange sights, rich people, and a peaceful and prosperous age.

Jin'ao Island, who can't find you, is asking around.

Have you received my letter?

Husband: Fengxian

Black Azuma:

The Xiongnu invaded frequently this year, and Yanmen Pass and Bingzhou suffered wars. The imperial court urgently sent a letter to Jiangdong, allowing me to return to the battlefield.

Although I'm forty-four, I can still fight. It's a pity that you didn't make it in time to see me wearing the armor again. I didn't wear the pheasant tail crest for fear of damaging it.

I was shot by an arrow, but luckily I was fine. It’s always easy to be impulsive without you by my side.

Come back soon, I miss you very much.

Husband: Fengxian.

Black Azuma:

I can't find Jin'ao Island, where are you? Hua Tuo said that my injury is a bit troublesome and I can't run around. I must stay in Longxi to recuperate. I have to get rid of distracting thoughts and I can't be overjoyed or sad.

I can't be overjoyed. In the many years since you left, has Lu Fengxian ever had a moment of joy or a brief smile? Come back quickly, or write me a letter and tell me where Jin'ao Island is.

Even if I am going to die tomorrow, I still have to drag this broken body up to the fairy mountain today to take you home.

Husband: Fengxian

Year after year, when spring came and the flowers bloomed, and in autumn the sky was filled with heavy snow, Lu Bu burned nineteen letters, and each letter turned into ashes and scattered between the sky and the earth.

Letters from immortals are different from letters from mortals, Lu Bu didn't know.

The fire in the mortal world is not the three flavors of real fire that pops up from Qilin's fingers, and Lu Bu doesn't know either.

Nineteen of his letters fell into pieces and became the dust of history.
To be continued...