A change in the palace, a change in things and people, a heart-breaking pain, a heart-broken despair, everything will be engraved in my heart with the passage of time and will be remembered forever.
The dynasty is still a dynasty, and the world of the Long family is in the hands of the current emperor (Emperor Tianchen) Long Chenyi. In that conspiracy to usurp the throne, none of the civil and military officials were in danger of their lives. Although Long Chenyun was framed,
He conspired to rebel, but under the instigation of Long Chenhao, he poisoned and murdered the emperor. He was spared the death penalty, but was demoted to a commoner.
Long Chenhao disappeared without a trace in that palace incident, and something very important disappeared with him. In the past five years, Long Chenhao has also sent people around to search for Long Chenhao's whereabouts, but he has not found any trace of Long Chenhao.
As for Chen Hao's whereabouts, he seemed to have disappeared from the world during the palace incident.
In the Nianxue Pavilion, a stunningly beautiful man in a moon-white robe embroidered with a flying dragon embroidered with gold threads sits in front of a white marble table. The man is unparalleled in beauty, with sharply angular outlines, slanting sword-shaped eyebrows, and slender storage.
With sharp black eyes and thin, lightly pursed lips, he exudes an innate aura of a king.
Even at this moment, he was immersed in the pain and sadness in his heart, but his aura of emperor only increased. He looked at the portrait in his hand intently, the sadness on his handsome face was obvious, and his long and pale fingers gently touched the painting.
The woman's face and dark eyes showed unspoken distress and longing.
"Where are you? Are you avoiding me because you don't want to see me?" It has been five years. He has been searching for her like crazy for five years, but there is still no trace. What should he do to make her appear?
He just wants her to come back to him, and he wants nothing else.
Yumian and Sima Heng took the injured Mu Tianxue and tried their best to treat it for a year. Only then did Yumian send a letter to Long Chenyi and others to report that he was safe. Long Chenyi had been sending people day and night for the past five years.
I searched for the whereabouts of Yumian and others, but in the end I couldn't find any clues.
The palace on the top of Sima Heng Mountain was empty, Meteor Pavilion was turned into a pile of ruins with no place to hide, and he personally searched for the forbidden area of the ancient Loulan Kingdom no less than a hundred times, but still could not find where the so-called forbidden area was.
Looking at the person in the painting, holding the white jade snowflake hairpin, the hatred and pain in his heart doubled infinitely. It was he who pushed her away with his own hands, almost killing her.
He hated what he had done. He was the one who broke her heart. She must not want to see him in every possible way. What should he do to get her to come back to him?
Looking at the portrait, the corners of his eyes got wet unknowingly. There was a mist in front of his eyes, which blurred the portrait in front of him. Drops of crystal clear water fell on the drawing paper. He hurriedly wiped away the water droplets with his sleeves, for fear that
His most cherished and precious thing was damaged.
"Master" Lan Yi approached the Nianxue Pavilion and saw that his master had been like one day for five years. He was heartbroken and sad looking at the portrait. He raised his eyes and looked at the four walls of the Snow Pavilion. The four walls were covered with pictures of one day every day for the past five years.
A portrait from the master's hand.
Whenever he finished painting a portrait, he would look at the person in the portrait longingly until he shed tears and wiped away the tears. The grief on his face made people feel extremely sad when he looked at it from a distance, but there were no words of comfort.
Can't say.
This time, the master went out to look for Master Xue in person. She hoped that God would give her a chance to allow Master Xue to appear. If he didn't appear, the master would live in pain and sorrow for the rest of his life.
"Are you all ready?" He carefully hung the newly completed portrait in his bedroom. Since Nianxue Pavilion was established, he has been living in Nianxue Pavilion for a long time. As the name of Nianxue Pavilion suggests, no further explanation will be given.
"Everything is ready," Lan Yi replied respectfully.
Long Chen also hung the portrait, nodded with satisfaction, walked out of the snow pavilion and said: "Send the order, no one is allowed to step into the snow pavilion, any violator will be killed."
Lan Yi clasped his fists and said respectfully, "I accept your orders."
March is the month when flowers are blooming, the flowers are in full bloom, the birds are singing and the flowers are fragrant. In a valley full of mountains and seas of white flowers, a faint fragrance floats in the air, and the branches are covered with white magnolias as holy as snowflakes.
, the fragrance of flowers is overflowing, and swarms of bees and butterflies are dancing and chasing each other among the flowers, creating a paradise scene.
In the middle of the flowers, a frosty woman in white clothes was meditating. Next to her stood a handsome man in purple. The man looked at the frosty woman with a smile in his eyes.
"What are you doing here?" The woman in white said in a cold tone, without any warmth, and she still closed her eyes to rest.
"I came to see you. Besides, you are the Saint of Loulan and the woman I am destined to be. Shouldn't you be the woman who comes to see me?" The smile on the man in purple's mouth deepened.
The woman in white opened her deep and bright eyes and glanced at the man in purple, "Sima Heng, do you know that when the water is clear, there are no fish, and when people are cheap, they are invincible?"
The man in purple shrugged nonchalantly, "Tianxue, don't forget what you promised me five years ago. Now that the deadline has come, should you fulfill your promise?"
Mu Tianxue rolled her eyes at Sima Heng who had a smirk on his face, "Shut your stinky mouth, or I'll cut your tongue."
Sima Heng leaned forward to Mu Tianxue and said, "Are you willing? You said it yourself. In five years, if you don't remember who that person is, you will become my woman. This is already the fifth year.
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Mu Tianxue frowned slightly, and the vague figures that often appeared in her mind always made her heart feel a little painful. In her dreams, she would always see a man in white grabbing her hand, crying and telling her not to leave. She could feel that
A man's heartache and sadness can also feel his own heartache.
No matter how hard she tried to see the man clearly, she could always see a blur. Every time she woke up, the pillow towel would be wet with tears. For five years, he still could not see clearly who the man in the dream was.
Who has anything to do with her? She only knows that every dream is extremely real and her heartache is so real.
"That's just a dream. You don't have to force yourself to think about a dream that doesn't exist." Sima Heng saw her frowning and her eyes seemed to be shining with tears. He felt a tingling pain in his heart. He squatted next to her and looked at her. "There are some things.
The past will never come back, and even if you can come back, everything will never be the same as before. Since that dream makes you so heartbroken, why not let it go?"
Mu Tianxue relaxed her brows, and the pain in her eyes flashed away, and she soon returned to her cold expression. She pointed at her right chest, "You have been by my side, so you must know how this sword of mine works."
Come on, don't say it was you, the person who killed me was not you."
Although the sword wound on her right chest had healed, it left a deep scar. She didn't know why. After she woke up from the injury, her previous memories seemed to have been wiped out, incomplete, and only Sima Heng and He were beside her.
Sima Yu and two others.
But she still recognized that Sima Yu was Yu Mian. As for why she knew that he was the miracle doctor Yu Mian, she didn't know.
And every time she came back to her dream, a man who couldn't see clearly would appear in her dream, holding a sword and stabbing her body without hesitation. Even though she wanted to see clearly who the person who killed her was, she couldn't.
She still couldn't see the man's face clearly.
Although Sima Heng kept saying that the sword was caused by his mistake, she didn't believe it at all. Sima Heng was indeed very similar to the person in the dream, and it was difficult for her to tell them apart in terms of body shape and aura.
But the feeling was different. The man in the dream gave her a different feeling. It made her familiar, distressed, and sad. This was something Sima Heng couldn't give her.
