C65

"If you hate me, kill me." Lu Shaoheng lifted her chin, wiping away the tears on her cheeks. He smiled, a faint sadness in his smile.

Kui Xue's entire body trembled, and she tried her best to push Lu Shaoheng away. She retreated step by step, and Lu Shaoheng, who was dragging a chain, approached her step by step. Until the chain held him, until he could no longer move forward.

"If you don't kill me now, you will regret it in the future." Lu Shaoheng said.

"There will be no future, because you will never be able to leave the prison!" "Lu Shaoheng, I won't kill you, but I won't let Li walk half a step out of here. I want you to spend the rest of your life to repent and commit murder for you! "

"Are you unwilling to kill me?" Lu Shaoheng smiled lightly, "Beautiful Snow, do you know that sometimes hatred is also a type of emotion. It's more unforgettable than love."

Xie Zimo walked in, he pulled over a hundred miles of fragrant snow, protecting himself from behind, then grabbed Lu Shaoheng's collar, fiercely staring at him.

"I'm warning you, the sweet snow is mine. If you dare to have any other thoughts, I'll kill you."

"Then you better kill me. Don't let me leave here alive. Otherwise, you'll be 10,000 times more painful than I am right now. " Lu Shaoheng laughed in disdain.

"You're courting death!" Xie Zimo raised his fist, but was pulled back by Baili Kui Xue behind him.

"Zimo, I don't want to stay here any longer." Duan Ling Tian said.

"Let's go." Xie Zimo released Lu Shaoheng's collar, then left the cell while hugging the pale Baili Xiang Xue. The prison warden, who had followed closely behind him, locked the door and left Lu Shaoheng alone in the dark and dirty cell.

A few months later.

The news that the new monarch was about to be established had spread throughout the various countries, and messengers from other countries had come to deliver gifts, while the news that Xie Zimo was going to bring back the He Yu tribe for the sweet snow had also spread throughout the Liu country. For a time, this news had become a controversial topic.

But no matter how many people objected, Xie Zimo's decision would not change. Because the voices of opposition were too noisy, Xie Zimo took Hundred Miles of Snow to the He Yu clan to rest for a while.

Snowflakes floated outside the carriage. This was the second winter Xie Zimo and Baili Yu spent together. Inside and outside the capital, the mortal world was a vast expanse of whiteness. Although there was no color to it, it had never been so clean.

The fox fur coat wrapped around the woman's neck was dressed in a red dress, and her hair was pierced by a phoenix hairpin. The fragrant snow of the hundred li opened the curtain and extended her hand to catch the falling snow. Xie Zimo moved towards her direction, his voice low but not low, carrying a bewitching power. Xie Zimo reached out his arms, hugging the fragrant snow for a hundred miles, very doting.

"It's so cold outside. If I stick my hand out, it'll freeze."

"Then let your back warm up." While Xie Zi Mo was not on guard, she put her ice-cold hand into his back.

Xie Zimo felt a lump in his throat, while Baili Kui Xue smiled happily.

"Beautiful Snow, when did you become so bad?"

"Thanks to you, I learned from you." The already bumpy carriage became even more bumpy after being tormented like this by the two.

"Then in the coming winter, just come and be my stove."

While making a ruckus, Xie Zimo grabbed Baili Kui Xue's hand, and slowly moved his lips down, capturing her tender and beautiful lips.

"Fragrant Snow, can we watch the snow together from now on?"

"Alright."

Xie Zimo lowered his head and kissed the eyes of Mo Juyi Snow.

As the carriage moved forward, the cold wind blew, blowing the curtains. Snow swirled in the air, falling onto the clothes that were folded, as if flowers were about to bloom.

At one time, Kui Xue thought that she would walk with Xie Zimo all the way until she reached the prime of her life. In the end, he realized that what he thought would last forever was just a flash of smoke and fire …

Within the He Yu clan.

The soldiers stationed in the territory of the He Yu clan had all been withdrawn by Xie Zimo. After ten years of desolation, the He Yu clan gradually regained its vitality.

Baili Kui Xue said that there was no longer a need for the Heyu tribe to revive the Heyu tribe. As long as the world was at peace and the Heyu tribe could live well, the world would be in anyone's hands. Under the heavens, there were already plenty of competition. It would be a good thing if the people of the Huyu Clan could live and work peacefully under Xie Zimo's leadership.

Actually, the people of the Huyu Clan also thought the same way. Compared to revenge, they were more willing to live in peace and work, willing to live a simple and ordinary life.

Fifty miles of snow let Xie Zi Mo build the He Yu clan into a city of the Liu country, and then they would be under the control of the child in Jing Shu's stomach. From then on, the He Yu people and the other countries of the Liu Dynasty were friendly and friendly, no longer contending with each other.

The hatred left behind by the previous generation, just let it dissipate with the wind.

"We're really not going to revive the Huyu Clan?" Xie Zimo held the 100 miles of fragrant snow in his arms, and jokingly asked, "You're the only princess of the Huyu Clan that can stand up and speak, and you're giving the Huyu Clan to me just like that?"

"The princess of the He Yu clan died four years ago. Now I'm just your unmarried wife. " Coral Snow smiled sweetly.

"You're not my wife."

"What did you say?"

"You're my empress, haha …"

"Smelly Xie Zimo!" "You messed with me again, stop right there and run!"

The fragrant snow from 100 li away chased after Xie Zimo without restraint. The two of them were like two small children, fighting and making a ruckus.

Not far away.

A pair of fox-like eyes were watching them, and the corners of their lips curled up into a faint smile.

At night, the sweet snow came out for a walk in her cloak. He didn't know why, but he felt uneasy tonight. He couldn't sleep, so he had no choice but to go out for a walk.

The plum blossoms in the courtyard had all bloomed. They were coated with the moonlight, appearing exceptionally enchanting.

A burst of clean singing drifted over.

This exceptionally familiar voice caused the fragrant snow within a hundred li to tremble, causing her to follow the song in its direction.

Under the moon, on the low roof, a man in a green robe, holding a white plum in his hand, was singing. Fifty miles of fragrant snow, standing in the pure white snow. She raised her head and met the gaze that looked down on them.

The man sitting on the roof rose to his feet and disappeared into the night.

"Liuchuan!" Fifty miles of fragrant snow leapt onto the roof of the building and chased after the departing figure.

In the Plum Blossom Forest, the fragrance of the white plum blossoms assaulted his nostrils.

Liuchuan stopped in the pavilion, quietly standing in the middle of the white plum blossoms dancing in the air. The sweet snow was walking on the white plum.

Every step he took was filled with extreme difficulty.

Was that person really Liuchuan?

Baili Xiang's slightly trembling hand landed on the shoulder of the green-robed man. The man slowly turned his head, his familiar face carrying a charming smile.

He turned around, and grabbed Baili Kuangxue's hand, wrapping his arm around her waist and stroking her trembling lips.

"Liuchuan? You're still alive? You're still alive? " The Hundred Miles Xiang Xue's hand continued to tremble. She gradually raised her hand and caressed the azure-robed man's face. The warm touch was not a dream, but he did not speak. He only smiled. He slowly blew out a cloud of smoky smoke from his mouth, causing Baili Kui Xue's body to soften as she fell into his embrace.

The cloak fluttered in the wind, sweeping up a field of white plums. In her blurry consciousness, she could only feel that familiar and unfamiliar kiss.

Was this person really the Liuchuan that she was familiar with?

After an unknown period of time, a familiar voice called out as warmth fell on his face. When Kui Xue opened her eyes, the blinding light shone upon Xie Zimo's face. He lay beside her in his dressing gown, gently touching her face and forehead.

"Fragrant Snow, why is your forehead so hot? Are you not feeling well? " As Xie Zimo spoke, he looked at the fragrant snow.

"Xie Zimo? Why is it you? "Where is this place?" The memories of the Hundred Miles of Fragrant Snow were very vague, as if they were a dream.

In the dream, Liuchuan stood in the white plum forest. He turned around and smiled at her.

"Kui Xue, are you sleeping like a fool? I was in your room the whole time. Maybe I slept so hard last night that I didn't even notice you were under the covers. " Xie Zimo was blaming himself.

"Zimo, I seem to have had a very strange dream." Baili Xiang Xue turned her gaze and looked at Xie Zimo.

"Did you dream that I didn't want you, eh?" Xie Zimo joked.

"How dare you!" As soon as Kui Xue finished her sentence, she began to cough.

Xie Zimo got off the bed tactfully and brought her a glass of water.

"I don't dare. I'll go find a doctor for you. Have a good rest." Xie Zimo smiled, but just as he was about to get up, he was dragged back.

Kui Xue shook her head, got up and walked to the side of the table, and wrote down a prescription with the brush.

Xie Zimo took the list and glanced over it, "The handwriting is really good. Is this going to be my token of love?"

Cui Kui Xue didn't know whether to laugh or cry, she kept pushing Xie Zi Mo towards the door, "Hurry and get me the medicine!"

Xie Zimo turned around, kissed Baili Kui Xue on the cheek, and then ran away like a wisp of smoke.

Mo Qianxue who was holding onto the door for support could not help but sneer, closing the door and returning to her bed to continue resting.

In the dream, Liuchuan seemed like another person, an unfamiliar yet very real person …

Liuchuan, are you really still alive? Or am I just dreaming?