The meeting between the two was deliberately arranged by her.
That rare heavy snowfall was falling in the sky over the capital city of the Great Zhou Dynasty. The red plum blossoms were blooming in the frost, and the fragrance filled the people. She knew that he would go to the plum garden to enjoy the snow and plum blossoms that day, so she held a guqin and stood in front of the red plum garden.
After the plum blossom, she sang softly.
The sound of the piano was leisurely, and the sound of the flute harmonized with it. It was the first time she heard such a beautiful flute sound, which revealed the young man's broad mind and self-confidence. At the end of the song, he came walking on the snow, and his snow-colored clothes seemed to melt with the white snow.
Together, the sixty-four-strand folding umbrella in his hand was still pure, but the young man's face showed an maturity that was inconsistent with his age. She still remembered the throbbing in her heart when she first saw him.
The master said that she had a love affair, but she never believed it, because she always felt that she could see through the world's secrets and people's hearts, and there was no man in the world who could match her unparalleled talent and world-famous beauty.
appearance.
But now she knows that it was wrong for her to have such an idea back then. In her heart, she is afraid and hoping that there will be someone who can stand up to her and laugh with her as she looks at the world.
She didn't know if she fell in love with him at first sight, but the Xiliang plan that carried in her heart made her struggle. In the end, she still took advantage of him and tempted the young him to make big mistakes several times, and was betrayed by the King of Chu and the Emperor.
He was punished, but he didn't know it at the time. Later, when the plan was about to be completed, he was banned by the King of Chu.
She didn't know how this relationship would end. During this period, she came to Dazhou several times. She wanted to see him from the bottom of her heart.
Five years after that separation, she missed him more and more, and finally decided to leave everything behind to find him, but he had changed her mind.
When she left Xiliang this time, her father once said to her: "You couldn't destroy Chu Yuanzhou last time, then bring him back to Xiliang this time. If you can't bring him back, or you can't destroy him,
, then you don’t have to come back again.”
Her tears were falling, her hatred was strong. She had endured so much for him, yet he blamed her like that!
She looked at Yun Qian's back, a slight smile broke out at the corner of her mouth, she slowly took out the silver bell from her arms, then took out the knife she was wearing, cut her finger, and blood poured into the silver bell.
.
The snow mountain secret technique can only be used three times. She has used it twice in the other courtyard. This is the last time and the most tyrannical one. She will use her own blood to destroy the most tyrannical secret technique in the world and take it away.
Yun Qian's soul.
Why should Yun Qian get what she couldn't get in this life?
The thing she cherishes most in her life, even if it means death, she will destroy it completely.
In the purple bamboo forest at midnight, the purple bamboos were cut down, and the spiritual breath of the purple bamboos was scattered everywhere. Her eyes were closed, and the blood had already soaked the silver bells, emitting a bright red brilliance. The peach wood sword flew from nowhere and hovered in the sky.
The top of her head.
Yun Qian and Chu Yuanzhou had not gone far. Chu Yuanzhou only felt that the Yin Qi around him was getting darker and darker, like the cold wind blowing over the snow-capped mountains for thousands of years.
The night was very quiet, and the sound of the silver bell was not loud, but he heard it very clearly. He turned around suddenly, and the white clothes of the Snow Mountain Saint sitting among the purple bamboos were fluttering everywhere, like a ghost at midnight, with her pale face,
It was even paler under the moonlight, but the bright red in her hands was even brighter, like an open door to hell.
The silver bell rang, Yun Qian's body went limp, cold sweat broke out on his forehead, but he couldn't say a word.