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This world was always too cruel. People are always afraid of things that are within their reach, afraid of their fragility. So, quietly watch from a distance, as if as long as you don't get too close, you won't lose it. He was afraid that he would turn around and chase them. He was even more afraid that he would be left alone when he came back to his senses. His heart felt like it was being slashed by knives, the wind and rain, and the sad dream of falling to the ground and withering away like a flower falling to the ground …

A red dress silently dragged the loose soil, and the fragrant snow from a hundred li passed through the bushes, following the route she remembered, and stopped.

The wooden house on the great banyan tree had vines wrapped around it, making it look very old.

This was a place she was once familiar with. There were traces of pain, as well as the light tigers of time. However, all of this had been precipitated by time. Under the great banyan tree, there seemed to be the back of Lu Zixu. He concentrated on the medicine, wholeheartedly, waiting for an opportunity, only to love one person.

Lu Zixu once said that there was no poison that could not be cured in this world. The only thing that could not be cured was one person's love for another. Love a person, will not be diluted by time, will only become deeper and deeper, there is no cure. Lu Zixu's affection for Liu Yunxi was like the strongest restraint in the world. Fifty kilometers of fragrant snow was very envious.

The fragrant snow raised her head and looked at the vines on the tree and thought of Xiao Kong. Before Xiaokong entered the palace, he liked to lie down on the wooden table with his head on his hands, watching Lu Zixu make medicine. He was like a sparrow, chattering away, curious about everything. Occasionally, Lu Zixu would shake his head and sigh in annoyance, before shifting his gaze to look at the 100 miles of fragrant snow on the zither.

At that time, Lu Zixu always liked to recite such a poem.

When the corn leaves, the seedlings of the other lands. He was unstoppable and his heart was shaking. Those who know me are worried about me, but those who don't know me, what do they want from me? The sky is long and clear, who is this?

The edges of his memories had been cut off, and in the blink of an eye, his memories had been reduced to a speck of white.

If she hadn't come to that country of Liu, perhaps she wouldn't have left the He Yu clansmen alive. Perhaps, he wouldn't encounter Lu Zixu and Xiaokong, and perhaps, he wouldn't fall in love with Xie Zimo, nor would he meet Lu Shaoheng and Liuchuan. If... Everything had never happened before, and there was probably no way Kui Xue could have these memories. About Lu Zixu, about Xiao Kong, about everyone …

Just as Kui Xue was about to turn around and leave, the sound of a baby crying came from inside the banyan tree house.

The 100 li of fragrant snow trembled, her thoughts were interrupted, and she jumped up onto the wooden house. She stood outside the door, unwilling to push it open for a long time, until she heard Mu Jingshu's familiar voice.

A tall shadow fell upon the house. The sweet snow of the hundred li stood against the light, looking at the people within the house.

Mu Jingshu, who was sitting on the table, holding the infant in her arms, raised her head in shock.

The room immediately became quiet, leaving only the disturbing sound of a baby crying.

A wooden bowl fell from his empty hand. It was the dull echo of a lie being torn apart.

"Sweet Snow …" Mu Jingshu placed the baby, who was already sleeping soundly, into the cradle. She didn't know where to start as she looked at the Hundred Miles of Snow that sat beside her.

"Why are you still alive?" Duan Ling Tian's face was slightly pale.

Mu Jingshu's eyes drooped as she told him about the secret she hid from Baili Feixue.

That day in the heavenly prison, Lu Shaoheng had Mu Jingshu help him with something. That matter was, when Xie Zimo and Baili Xuanxue were about to leave the palace, he had made a trip to Xie Zimo's room. She asked him a question. If she had to die, what would you do?

Xie Zimo drew his sword, resolutely replying to Mu Jingshu, "I will kill that person first."

However, no one had thought that it would be a trap, a trap that Lu Shaoheng had set up.

On that day, An Yan had already been lying in ambush outside the room. She had used a stone to push the tide, causing an unexplainable misunderstanding.

After that, the Prime Minister's Estate was on fire.

However, the person who set the fire was none other than Xiao Kong, because Lin Xuan had told Xiao Kong that if he didn't want anyone to get hurt, then he would burn down the Prime Minister's Estate and disappear along with Mu Jingshu. This was the only way to protect Mu Jingshu and the baby in his womb, and was also Lu Shaoheng's final concession.

After leaving the Prime Minister's Estate, Xiao Kong brought Mu Jingshu to live in seclusion at the place where Lu Zixu used to stay. This was the safest place in the borders of the city. Not long after, Mu Jingshu gave birth to a boy. Since Little Kong didn't have a family name, the child followed Mu Jingshu's family name and was named Mu Qingsi.

Mu Jingshu didn't have the face to see Baili Kuangxue again. She had originally planned to bury her name in seclusion for the rest of her life, but she didn't expect that Baili Kuangxue would suddenly come here.

"Kui Xue, I didn't mean to hurt you and Xie Zimo, but I really can't just ignore Lu Shaoheng. Lu Shaoheng isn't a bad guy, he's just, more than anyone else, afraid of being alone … I know it's my fault for what happened today. I'm not begging you to forgive me, but I'm begging you not to blame Lu Shaoheng. He just loves you too much, so he hurt you … "Beautiful snow, Jingshu is sorry …"

Mu Jingshu immediately knelt in front of Mo Yanxue and sobbed without a sound.

"I was the one who indirectly caused Xie Zimo's death. I was the one who caused your deaths. I let you down. If you hate me, then kill me …"

The wooden door opened with a creak. Xiao Kong looked at the expressionless Baili Xiang Xue, but was unable to move forward.

"Little Snow, I'm sorry, I'm sorry …" Xiao Kong suddenly knelt in front of Baili Kui Xue, tears flowing like a stream, "Xiao Xue, I burned the Prime Minister's Estate. If you want to blame something, blame me. Don't blame Jingshu."

Fifty miles of fragrant snow walked past Xiao Kong, patting his shoulder, and left their old home.

So it turned out that there were many causes and effects in this world that no one could solve. It was as if there was nothing in this world …

After the fragrant snow from a hundred miles away, she came to the willow lake by herself.

The scenery here was as beautiful as ever. Every place was filled with memories of Liuchuan, and outside the wooden house where he had once lived with Liuchuan, there stood a grey figure.

The familiar figure had a vicissitudes of life, a myriad of emotions surging in his heart. Without waiting for her to come forward, Lu Zixu had already turned around. Everything was frozen in the silent air. The wind that broke the silence stroked their clothes.

"Kui Xue, I've come to find you for a matter." Lu Zixu extended his hand to caress Baili Xueyue's delicate face. His eyes were somewhat unwilling and determined. In the end, he said, "I hope that you can disfigure your own face."

The fragrant snow within a hundred li first trembled, then smiled. She turned to the lake, her back to Lu Zixu.

Lu Zixu could always find the right response at the wrong time. Perhaps, if she were to ruin her own face, the disputes caused by her would cease. Whether it was Liuchuan, Lu Shaoheng or the people who favored her like this, none of them would fight over her anymore.

"Using a face in exchange for the peace of the world, isn't that a good thing as well?"

"I know it's very selfish, because I only recently found out that Lu Shaoheng is my blood and flesh. I can't watch my own flesh and blood die for you. "So, please forgive my selfishness." Lu Zixu sighed.

The eyes of Mo Jui Xue slowly contracted, her teary eyes captivating.

No wonder Liu Yunxi wanted to kill him when he was born. Lu Shaoheng wasn't the son of Liu Yunxi or Lu Hongqiao at all. He was the child of Lu Zixu and Liu Gexi. Liu Gexi hurt other people's children in order to protect them. So cruel, why can they hurt innocent people in order to protect themselves?

"So, for your own sake, you've harmed so many innocent people. You all are truly, truly cruel." Fuxue forced a smile, her eyes full of sadness. She turned around and looked at Lu Zixu, "I will destroy my own face, but not now."

Lu Zixu did not say a word. He only turned around and looked at that sinuous back, then disappeared by the shore of the Willow Lake.

A hundred miles of fragrant snow walked to the flourishing streets of that country. Rain began to fall in the sky, and people on the streets held oil-paper umbrellas.

The woman in the red dress walked in silence, and the pedestrians on the street hurried back and forth.

The accumulated puddles on the ground splattered open with cold. The tails of the clothes lying flat on the ground were stained with rain water, and they seemed to be a little darker in color.

The gray weather was heavy, and he didn't have a good feeling about being empty. It was as if his body and soul didn't belong to him, but only his body. He was still walking aimlessly in this world.

Relying on someone was a terrifying thing, once one fell into a trap, they would be unable to extricate themselves. After that person left, it was as if the entire world had turned dark …

Lin Xuan blocked the path for a hundred li. He slowly raised his gaze from the umbrella, unperturbed. Lin Xuan had a long sword at his waist, and he looked at Baili Cui Xue with an expressionless face. Even though his identity had already changed, his sense of being a servant hadn't changed. He still stayed by Lu Shaoheng's side and became his right-hand man.

Lin Xuan grasped the hilt of his sword. The atmosphere of drawing his crossbow was heavy in the rain.

"I don't want to fight you, if you want to take me there, then lead the way." Baili Xiang Xue spoke coldly, her expression expressionless.

Lin Xuan opened his mouth and was about to say something, but he swallowed it back. He let go of the hilt and led the way.