C87

Lu Hongqiao passed away from illness six years ago. Lu Shaoheng, who was still in the Heavenly Imperial Kingdom, rode his horse back to the Liu Prefecture to fight for the throne. The Heavenly Imperial Kingdom had also received news of the chaos within the palace. Although An Yan Mo was a princess, she was the sole successor to the Heavenly Imperial Kingdom.

That night, the imperial court discussed and seized the opportunity to attack the city. An Yan didn't know what to do. She originally wanted to hurry on through the night and inform Lu Shaoheng. If necessary, she would stay by Lu Shaoheng's side and never leave.

As a result, she met a traitor halfway through her journey. She was captured before she could leave the Kingdom of Heaven. And all of this was just the conspiracy of those traitorous traitors. She was imprisoned, but her royal father searched everywhere, and during that time, the traitor had abused her to his heart's content and ruined her innocence.

Her life had turned gray at that time, and she could no longer see any light. From then on, she fell into an endless hell. When she came back to her senses, her royal father had already been killed. Rumors of a great change in the court and the death of a princess spread like wildfire. As for An Yan, she was still locked up, with no sign of the sun.

Many times she wanted to kill herself, but when she thought of Lu Shaoheng and how her royal father had yet to avenge her, she could only live a life, sell out her soul and body, and curry favor with those who hurt her. In just a few months, An Yan Mo had become a completely different person. She was no longer the haughty and aloof palace, but more like a woman from the land of fireworks.

Later, she secretly made contact with Qing Tu. Because Eucalyptus was the only person she could trust in this palace. He was her childhood sweetheart, her bodyguard, the one who had once liked her. The only one who wouldn't betray her, the only one who knew what had happened to An Yan.

Under the arrangements of An Yan Mo, a battle for the harem was set off in the palace, causing internal troubles and external troubles. At this time, An Yan revealed her identity and used it to join forces with the people outside the palace. She would then become king and take revenge for her father.

An Yan Mo was the first female emperor that had appeared in the Heavenly Imperial Kingdom for hundreds of years.

She was waiting, waiting for Lu Shaoheng to come to the Heavenly Imperial Kingdom again. Every month, she would go to the place where she first met Lu Shaoheng and place a bright light.

The heavens seemed to have received her plea, allowing Lu Shaoheng to come to the Heavenly Imperial Kingdom once again. However, everything was not the same as it had been before. Lu Shaoheng came to the main hall of her palace as an emperor. An Yan looked down at the man below her, his eyes no longer filled with the warmth and love from the past, only a frightfully ice-cold look.

Lu Shaoheng originally wanted to look for her, but he found out that she was a female emperor of the Heavenly Imperial Kingdom. They had originally come to form a marriage alliance, but such an absurd thing had happened. He was astonished. He hated being deceived. He hated her. He hated her for claiming to be a princess even though she was a female emperor. But he did not know. He did not know what had happened to her all these years.

Thousands of words actually, in the end became speechless.

An Yan only smiled as she completely erased the matters that happened during the days that Lu Shaoheng wasn't here, and didn't mention a single word. Only by doing so would she be able to catch a glimpse of this man and talk a little more with him. Even if he could not go back to that night when the sky was filled with stars and the sky was brightly lit. Even if, one day, they met in battle.

Even so, An Yan Mo still hoped that in Lu Shaoheng's heart, there would be a place for him.

That was enough …

Thus, she put forward the terms of the friendship between the two countries. That is, Lu Shaoheng came to her palace every month to accompany her.

She wanted to be pregnant with her child. She hoped that there would be a deeper bond between them. However, everything that had happened in the past had made it impossible for her to conceive another child.

Eucalyptus had been guarding her by her side the whole time. Because he liked her too much, he didn't want to touch her. Instead, he watched her slowly sink into her feelings for Lu Shaoheng.

In Qing Mu's heart, An Yan Mo was always the innocent princess, the beloved princess in his life. Even at the cost of his life, he had to protect her.

Lu Shaoheng, I hope you won't use An Yan Mo's feelings to hurt her again. With that, Eucalyptus opened up a path.

Lu Shaoheng was stunned into silence. He gripped the reins and turned the horse around, turning back the way he came.

She had never thought that the door to her sleeping quarters would be pushed open again, much less that the man who had already left would hold her tightly when he came back to his senses. She didn't have time to wipe the tears from her eyes, only surprise.

This was the first time Lu Shaoheng came back after so many years. He didn't say why, but just hugged her.

An Yan Mo suspected that she was in a dream, and dreams were too easy to shatter, making people afraid.

"What are you doing back here?" An Yan held back her tears and let Lu Shaoheng hug her tightly. Lu Shaoheng kissed her fair hair and sighed, saying, "I'll stay here today. I'm not leaving."

Her tears fell in an instant, but she wasn't sad at all.

An Yan Mo stared into the distance, as though there was something in the distance that wasn't in front of her eyes.

In the distance, by the sea, was the small island. On the southeast side of the small island, there was a medicinal valley. A hundred miles of fragrant snow lived there with trees as their home. Occasionally, she would go to the small island to sell some medicinal herbs to help treat people. Along the way, she would also inquire about Xie Zimo's news. However, there had been no news of him for the past half month.

No one had ever seen a man called Xie Zimo.

Baili Kui Xue knew that Liu Chuan wouldn't lie to her, but Walnut Island was a remote place with few people around. If Xie Zi Mo was here, why was there no news of it?

Could it be that Xie Zimo had already left? The fragrant snow within a hundred miles fell into a conflict. It sat down under the tree and picked up a leaf, playing it.

Unable to bear the mutterings of the Landsman and Dusty for days, he hid in the sea of flowers in the medicine valley.

At this moment, he was lying down in a comfortable position, closing his eyes and taking a nap.

The music floated in the wind, refreshing and refreshing.

How could there be such a heavenly voice in such a remote place? Who was playing?

Lai Lai crawled up from the sea of flowers and left in search of the sound.

The woman stood beneath the great banyan tree. Her red dress fluttered in the wind, and she looked like a butterfly. Leaves rustled beside her. A butterfly lightly fell on a woman's shoulder, gently pecked at her hair, and then flew to the top of a tree. There was a leaf on the woman's lips that was gently making music and feeling sad.

While he was engrossed in watching it, the music suddenly stopped.

A red figure flashed past.

When he came back to his senses, the woman playing the leaf was already standing in front of him, looking at him.

"I, I, I just heard someone blowing on the leaves and came over. I did not mean to offend you, please forgive me." Facing the veiled woman in the red dress, she had been stuttering the whole time, so she didn't dare to look at her directly.

An inexplicable sense of familiarity welled up in his heart, but he was unable to say what it felt like.

The veiled lady in the red dress frowned slightly as she looked at his face in astonishment.

Xie Zimo? He is Xie Zimo? Why did he act as if he didn't know me?

"I-I called Tian, may I ask Miss's name?" Xie Zimo returned to his senses and asked.

Baili Xiang Xue frowned, thinking: What's going on? Did he lose his memories?

Facing her silence, Tian Lai became even more afraid that he said something wrong and hurriedly said, "Why is Miss not saying anything? Is the girl angry with me? Or did I say something wrong? "

The fragrant snow within a hundred li recovered, sighed lightly, picked up a tree branch, and wrote the words' fragrant snow 'on the ground.

"Beautiful snow." He looked at the words on the ground and read them out softly, then shifted his attention to the sweet snow from 100 miles away and the wooden house on the tree, "A girl like you is living here? Aren't you afraid? "

Kui Xue shook her head.

Xie Zimo smiled as he followed her around leisurely. He suddenly stopped and turned around. He almost bumped into Baili Kuangxue face to face: "In a few days, there will be a ceremony at Walnut Island. Lan Lan is asking me to go with you. Are you coming?"

Mist? That name is so familiar. Could it be the girl who cried and complained to me that day?

The frown on his face deepened. Could it be that Xie Zimo was the person Lan Lan Lan spoke of who lost his memory?

Xie Zimo, you've had quite a few encounters with women, you've had peach blossoms everywhere you go!

Kui Xue couldn't hold back her anger, grabbed a branch and wrote the word 'roll' on the ground.

"Why are you suddenly angry?" Xie Zimo didn't understand what was going on, he looked at the sweet snow from 100 miles away with a baffled expression.

Kui Xue glared at him, Xie Zimo did not dare to offend her, he could only force a laugh and leave.

Baili Xiang Xue looked at that old flippant back, sighing. She plucked a leaf and began to blow on it.

Xie Zimo's head was full of questions. When he returned home, he saw Wu Chen chatting with a girl. The girl was so amused by Wu Chen that she was beaming. After she left, Xie Zimo ran to Chen Xu's side and hooked his arm over his shoulder.

"Chen Xu, if you make that girl angry, how are you going to coax her?" Xie Zimo asked. He wanted to coax her, but didn't know how to coax her.

Chen Xu was a little stunned. He rolled his eyes and thought back to the matter between Lan Lan and the heavens not long ago. Could it be that he was trying to coax Lan Lan Lan? He was too embarrassed to speak directly, so he came to ask this brother of his?

That must be it! Chen Xu felt assured in his heart, then he instructed Xie Zimo, "First of all, girls like flowers, you can send some first. Buy some pastries and stuff, girls love to eat. If you're still angry, then just pester. "

Xie Zimo nodded his head deeply, letting out a long 'oh'.

The next day.

Xie Zimo picked a large bunch of flowers and ran to the medicine valley early in the morning to stand under the banyan tree and shout.

"Miss Mo Xue, Lady Mo Xue …"

Fifty miles of fragrant snow was not in the wooden house, so she went to pick the herbs. But just as she returned, she saw Xie Zimo. She quietly stood behind Xie Zimo, looking at the bunch of flowers on his back.

When Xie Zimo saw that no one was paying attention to him, he turned around and met the gaze of Baili Kui Xue.

Xie Zimo was overjoyed, hurriedly handing over a bouquet of flowers, "This is for you."

Xie Zimo didn't expect Baili Kui Xue to knock him down, he frowned, pointed at the path he took when he arrived, and told him to leave.

Xie Zimo once again stood on the spot in a daze, looking at the sweet snow from 100 miles away, asking, "You don't like me sending you flowers?"

Fifty miles of fragrant snow passed by Xie Zimo, and she used her inner force to write a few words on the tree: Love the flower but not to be picked.

"Then I'll grow some for you next time?" Xie Zimo somewhat understood the reason behind her anger, but before he could coax her, a swarm of wasps flew over and chased him away.

Xie Zimo returned to the street, puzzled along the way, playing with his overly long belt. Chen Xu lied and said that all girls like flowers, but the sweet snow didn't. Sigh, I've angered the sweet snow again, what should I do?

"Could it be that the stuff that sweet snow likes is special?" On the street, grasshoppers woven from rattan leaves caught the attention of the heavens.

Many rattan animals were floating within the wooden bucket filled with clear water. Many children were surrounding the place, watching a man weaving. The man would occasionally pick up small animals to scare the children. The children watched with glee, backing away and gathering again.

Xie Zimo stood quietly in the middle of the busy street, a scene that stung his nerves flashed through his mind.

By the side of the flowing, mottled stream, the woman in red smiled like a flower. The lifelike rattan weaved dragonfly in the woman's hand was like a rare treasure.