I still remember the first time I met her in early spring when the ground was full of flowers.
Playing with flowers and grass was originally something girls liked to do. So when he first set foot in the dreamlike purple ocean, he didn't know that this small purple flower was called violet.
Then he saw her...
The golden sunshine shone on her pink and purple dress, coating her with a layer of golden gauze. The charming girl is like an elf who accidentally fell into the flowers. She is so beautiful that people can't take their eyes away. She is obviously at a lively and naughty age. .Why did he feel uncontrollable sadness from her? That kind of sadness of loss seemed to be able to infect everyone around her. Even he himself felt inexplicably sad.
"Who are you."[
A childish voice, accompanied by deep curiosity.
Hearing his voice, she turned around slowly. Her movements were elegant and her expression was indifferent. Her face was so beautiful that it was like a work of art. It could not be described with any words. Even though he was used to seeing all kinds of handsome men and beauties in the palace, he still couldn't help but lose consciousness at that moment. .
What a nice view……
Her beauty is different from the enchanting concubine. It is different from the elegance of the queen. Her beauty is clean and pure. Just like a lotus that emerges from the mud but is not stained. It is like a piece of uncarved jade. Although it is not It's strong, but it's even more attractive because of its clarity.
He saw the envy in her eyes. It was a woman's appreciation for a man.
She bent down and picked off a small purple flower. She walked up to him and suddenly burst out with a bright smile. She handed the small purple flower to him and said, "Give it to you."
At that moment, he felt as if he was lost in the beautiful magic of love. He took the flowers in a daze, stupidly, and didn't even remember what he said.
Then he heard her answer...
"Violet. This is a little flower that remains strong no matter how hard it is, no matter how hard it is, no matter how hard it is."
That day, he remembered the name of this dreamy purple flower... Violet.
"Violet means I will always be loyal to you."
The girl raised her face with a smile and looked at him innocently.
Once again, he felt that he was struck by the magic of love and lost in her beautiful smile.
Many of the words she said have long been forgotten by him in the long river of memory. Only this sentence, like a soldering iron, will remain in his memory and in his heart... "I will always be loyal to you."
At that moment, he suddenly had an illusion. This little purple flower seemed to exist specifically for him and her. This violet was the most sincere testimony of the relationship between him and her.
Although he and she only met for a few dozen minutes that day, these few dozen minutes were enough to change his and her lives.
Xuemei Tong, you once promised that you would always be loyal to me. However, in the end, you were the first to violate your oath.
No one knows why I hate Feng Qingge so much.
Because. He took away the you I love most.[
From that day on, she seemed to disappear out of thin air. No matter how much he waited, no matter how much he searched, he would never get any more news about her.
He didn't know her name. He only remembered the violet she gave him.
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In his free time, he would walk to the violet field where he and she first met, and watch the violets bloom and fall, fall and bloom again. Whenever the wind blows, the fragrance of the violets will float close to him. Let him Thinking of her lonely smile.
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It was a year later that I met her again.
His most beloved queen mother died tragically in front of him. The seeds of hatred took root in his heart. He hated the palace. He hated this place that eats people without spitting out their bones. He swore that he would make Feng Ziyin die terribly.
It's miserable, miserable, miserable.
At only six years old, he has already learned how to take revenge.
At that time, he learned not to trust anyone in the palace. Only Feng Qingge, the brother of the Fourth Emperor, was his only friend.
The Yonko brother, like him, lost his mother prematurely. Their sympathy for each other allowed him to have more words and maintain more emotional ties with the Yonko brother.
He likes and admires the Four Emperors brother very much.
Because Brother Yoshiko knows everything. Because Brother Yoshiko knows everything. No matter how boring the article is, Brother Yoshiko can understand it. No matter how thrilling the martial arts moves are, Brother Yoshiko can understand them once he practices them.
The teacher said, Brother Yonko is a genius.
He was jealous of the Yonko brother. He was jealous of the Yonko brother's unchanging freedom and freedom. He was jealous of the little maids who would always blush and secretly peek at the Yonko brother. He was jealous that the Yonko brother could always get praise from his husband, even if he skipped classes.
I'm not willing to really punish him.
Why is the Yonko brother always so radiant? Wherever the Yonko brother appears, everyone will become his foil. Why. He has always been standing beside the Yonko brother, but no one has ever paid attention to him.
However, he still admires the Four Emperors very much.
At that time, besides practicing martial arts and calligraphy, his favorite thing to do was to sneak out of the palace and stand on the violet field, silently thinking about the little girl.
That day, the breeze blew, and the violets were like waves. The air was filled with the charming fragrance of violets. Looking at this sea of purple flowers, it was as if she had never left his side. He never knew why he
He actually had such a deep and deep love for her. He only knew that even though time and space separated her, no matter how many personnel changes he had gone through, she would always be the purest love in his heart, carving out a love that could not be replaced by anyone in his heart.
He longed to be with her. To embrace the smell of violets in the wind.
I wonder if God heard his wish and helped him realize his crazy wish.
The beautiful melody is like the spring breeze caressing the sea. It is sad and lonely. It floats across the purple ocean and into his heart.
He smelled that familiar smell again. The familiar fragrance of violet flowers.
After three years of separation, she has grown up and become even more beautiful. Tingting is like an angel. She is dressed in a purple dress with dots of dazzling golden light.
He couldn't help but stepped forward and held her hand. In an instant, all kinds of emotions surged into his heart. He didn't even know how to speak.[
He saw the confusion in her eyes.
She didn't remember him. He was sure. Because he had never left any indelible impression on her mind.
"My name is Feng Biqing."
He could only tell her this.
She smiled. It was as bright as the sun. It instantly took his breath away.
"We've met."
There was a burst of ecstasy in my heart. I held her hand a little tighter.
Even though she used a questioning tone, he already felt more satisfied than ever before.
"Can you tell me your name?"
"My name is Xue Meitong."
Xue Mei Tong. From then on, he remembered this name as beautiful as a fairy.