Mu Qinghuang's eyes trembled slightly, her heart was slightly suffocated, and she stared at the person walking towards her.
The backlight from outside the door overflowed in, and a strange yet familiar man stepped on the light that filled the room and appeared in front of her.
She had seen this person at a military aircraft in Beizhou.
she knows.
His name is Ye Tiandi.
At that time, she had thousands of murderous intentions buried deep in her heart, and violent hatred flowed in her blood.
But at this moment, all negative, gloomy, and extreme emotions have been silently dispelled.
Some are just the beating of my heart after twenty years of rough spring and autumn.
Emperor Ye Tian looked at her with great pain, knelt down on one knee, and wiped the blood from the corner of her mouth with his fingertips, as if he could see the brokenness and sadness of the past in her tearful eyes.
Over the years, Emperor Ye Tian's memory has become increasingly blurry.
When he dreams back at midnight, he can always dream about the time when they first met.
It's like a fight between trapped animals.
It's like painting the ground as a prison.
In his midnight dream, no matter how hard he tried, he could not remember his lover's face when they first met.
Perhaps his body and soul are burying themselves underground and sinking in the deep sea.
But at this moment, he saw his lover's features clearly.
At that time, in the city of the sea of stars, a powerful country of machines, she stood among the scorching peach blossoms and looked back with a smile, which was both heroic and charming.
At that moment, the afterglow of the setting sun that filled the sky shrouded her body, like a goddess from the Nine Heavens stepping on the sunset.
"Have we ever met?"
Mu Qinghuang looked at him in confusion.
"I've seen it."
Emperor Ye Tian said in a low voice, with a look of sadness in his eyes.
Without the Blood Hate Gu, he wanted to meet Mu Qinghuang again. Even if her appearance was no longer the same as before, he could still recognize her at a glance as the wife he would not marry unless she was your wife!
"But, I don't remember." Mu Qinghuang said in despair.
The man gently wiped away the tears from the end of her eyes, held her hand tightly, and said in a low voice: "It's good that I remember you. The days are still long, and we still have a lot of time to slowly get to know you again."
Mu Qinghuang looked at him blankly, with many fragmented memories flashing through her mind like a revolving lantern.
But the problem was that those pictures were shrouded in thick fog, making it impossible for her to see clearly or hear clearly. She could only vaguely see an outline that was not obvious.
"mother--"
Chu Yue walked in from outside the house, followed by her brother Ye Wuxie, Ye Mohan, Xiao Li and everyone in Mu Mansion.
"Xiao Chu."
Mu Qinghuang's eyes bloomed with extreme brightness.
"Mother, I know that your mood must be complicated right now, and you also have a lot of confusion."
Chu Yue took out the successfully purified soul fragments, "But I think you want to find out for yourself more than other people's instructions and explanations. Perhaps, the answer lies in these soul fragments."
Mu Qinghuang took the soul fragment, looked at the family around her, then nodded her head lightly, sat cross-legged on the imperial concubine's couch and began to repair her soul.
Emperor Ye Tian took off his robe and lightly covered her thin body.
Mu Qinghuang looked deeply at Emperor Ye Tian and concentrated on refining the soul fragments.
A faint milky white shimmer shimmered around Mu Qinghuang's body.
The cool breeze of autumn comes through the window lattice.
The diamond-shaped soul fragment was suspended in front of Mu Qinghuang, bursting out with a dazzling red light!
Only wisps of red energy were seen, annihilated between Mu Qinghuang's brows from the fragments of light!
This piece of soul fragment has been completely purified by the power of Shen Nong, and some of Shen Nong's power still remains in it.
Therefore, it is easy to refine Mu Qinghuang, without the difficulties in the past.
Chu Yue looked at her parents, brothers, pillows and relatives in front of her, her eyes flushed red.
Ye Mohan remained silent, waves rising in the depths of his purple galaxy-like eyes, and he stretched out his hand to wrap his arms around Chu Yue's shoulders.
He knows better than anyone.
His girl, along the way, it was not easy to get the warmth she feels today.
Most people are born with family reunions, but she has to fight her way out of dangerous situations where she will die in vain time and time again, in order to clear the dark clouds and see the bright moon!
Mu's family members were also nearby.
Every one of them had tears in their eyes and their emotions were very complicated.
The old lady turned away, her eyes extremely red.
Only today does she know about her daughter's past sufferings and deeds.
It’s not that the child doesn’t want to come back.
I'm just afraid of bringing danger to my family.
But because of those bad guys, I really can't find my way home.
The old lady's hand suddenly felt warm.
She looked sideways and saw that the old uncle, who had a rigid expression and was trying his best to hold back tears, didn't say anything and just held her hand.
The old lady looked at the hands held by the two people, and realized in a daze that she and her husband were both old. The wrinkles on their hands were as deep as dead trees, but they held each other tightly, just like before.
Mu Linfeng sniffed: "I just said that my sister Huang's man must be one of the best among men. Sure enough, I guessed it right."
Mu Chenhai is an eight-foot-tall iron man with tears streaming down his face.
Compared to the two of them, the eldest son Mu Jingyun looked at Emperor Ye Tian with a hint of hostility.
Half a day passed and it was late at night.
The wind is getting colder and colder.
That night, heavy goose-feather snow fell on the world, and the clear moonlight made the snow as beautiful as a dream.
Winter came unexpectedly, and the biting cold wind and snow swept over the whole city.
"Snowing."
Chu Yue stood in the corridor, looking at the heavy snow in the yard, with a bright and bright smile on her face.
Xiao Li said softly: "Sister Xiaoyue, this is Chuxue."
The two looked at each other and recalled the day they first met in their previous lives.
The city was bustling with lights and lights, and it happened to be the first snow of that year.
Chu Yue smiled and looked at Mingyue through the heavy snow, "I don't know how Xiaobao is doing."
Ye Mohan put a thick black cloak on Chu Yue's body, "Do you miss your son?"
"Um."
Chu Yue nodded and admitted: "He is still so young, he has never traveled far away, and he has never been away from me for so long."
From the first day that Xiaobao went to Enlightenment Academy, she couldn't help but miss those soft and waxy little breasts.
"Then go and see him." Ye Mohan took her hand.
Xiao Li looked at the two people holding hands tightly and blinked.
On the first snowy day in the previous life, Sister Xiaoyue held her hand and ran in the darkness of the city.
"Brother-in-law." Xiao Li suddenly said: "Emperor Ye Tian called you to help."
Ye Mohan frowned in confusion, but decided to walk into the house.
But no one asked him for help at all.
When he walked out doubtfully, he saw Xiao Li holding Chu Yue's hand with a smile and a satisfied look on his face. Chu Yue looked at her dotingly and put the hand warmer in her arms.
Ye Mohan: "..."
He finally understood that women like Xiao Li were more troublesome than uncles like Ye Wuxie.
"Brother-in-law, what's the matter?" Xiao Li asked.
Ye Mohan: "..." If you dare to fall in love with him, you can't come find your wife if nothing happens.
Chu Yue noticed the man's little thoughts and laughed helplessly.
Ye Mohan looked at her smiling, looking at the heavy snowfall, and suddenly felt that the beauty of the beautiful day was nothing more than that.