The peach blossoms on the mountain behind the Star Hall bloomed and then failed, and then bloomed again. In the blink of an eye, two years passed.
Today, it is spring, and the peach blossoms in the back mountains are blooming quietly against the sharp spring breeze.
The Star Hall, which was reduced to ruins during the war, was rebuilt into a majestic palace.
There are many palace shadows, which are very gorgeous.
In the palace, you can find all kinds of strange rocks and beautiful scenery.
In the deepest part of this palace, in the highest palace, there lives a person.
That person once had a name, Beichen.
But now, no one dares to call him by his name, they only dare to call him king.
Under the sky, under the firmament, the five continents are all under his command.
"Kings!"
The general in fine armor walked in quietly and knelt under the high steps.
On the throne, Beichen sat alone, drinking alone.
The main hall is so big, and his position is high up. Since he is standing at the bottom of the steps, he has to look up to him.
In the palace, candlelight and fire shadows cast countless faint shadows on his figure. He was sitting alone among his own shadows, looking so lonely.
"how?"
"Back to the king..." The general lowered his head timidly, "Still... not."
Beichen put down the wine glass in his hand.
"kill!"
"Yes, Master!"
brush!
The thin sword was unsheathed, and the delicate white palm was raised and lowered. In the light of the sword, the heads of the officials were separated.
On the steps, the woman in black robe who had just taken the life of the general waved her hand respectfully.
Immediately, attendants came in, quickly dragged away the man's body, and washed away the blood on the ground with water.
The attendants knelt on the ground, wiped the water stains on the ground with clean cloths, and then exited the door while kneeling.
The woman in black robe slowly raised her face and looked at the man who was as handsome as ever at the end of the ninety-ninth step. There was an unconcealable look of admiration in his beautiful eyes.
It took her a full year to go from being a maid who could only kneel outside his door and mopping the floor for him like the other maids before, to standing at the foot of his steps.
Then, she stayed here and watched him for a whole year.
I don't know since when, she has become accustomed to standing at the foot of the steps and looking at him.
Looking at the dry wine in Beichen's wine flask, she swayed, flew up, and landed on the side of his table. She knelt down and reached out to hold his wine flask.
Whether intentionally or not, her fingers gently touched his fingertips.
Beichen, profile.
"The master's wine is gone. Can Yan go back and help you get some more?"
The woman slowly raised her face, the candlelight reflected her delicate face, and her seductive red lips were slightly raised.
Bei Chensong pointed and the wine bottle fell into her hands.
Yan Hui's eyes were filled with joy.
Unexpectedly, the next moment, an invisible powerful force was pulled out like a whip and fell under her body.
Her body immediately flew out from in front of him and fell into the hall at the foot of the steps. The silver wine flask fell to the ground and clinked to the side.
Yan Hui coughed up a mouthful of blood, but did not dare to wipe it away. He quickly straightened up and knelt on the floor.
"Master, calm down, Yan Hui will never dare to do it again."
Beichen didn't look at her anymore, he just stood up.
"I'll give you the last ten days. If you can't find Zi Tong, you don't have to come back!"
After that, he turned around and walked away.
Yan Hui watched his figure disappear from sight, slowly straightened up, and gritted his teeth angrily.
It has been two years. He has actually been looking for that person for two years. Even now, can he still not forget her?!