And the color of his lips seemed to be whitened by light, he seemed a little floating and preoccupied, and he said after a long while, "Are you sure?"
Meng Fuyao waved his hand straightforwardly, "You are long-winded."
"Do you really think that you can remain emotionless for the rest of your life?" Zong Yue looked at her, "You are young and young, what reason do you have to resist the arrival of emotion?"
"The direction of my love shouldn't be here." Meng Fuyao pursed her lips, and her expression suddenly became more melancholy, "Now that I've been hit by this thing, it can be used as an extra protective shield, so that I can remind myself to stay away from it." Nourishing the heart... hey, it's good."
She looked up and smiled, with slight regret and melancholy in her smile, ruthless resistance and helpless acceptance of the world, and finally she said softly but firmly:
"So be it."
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In the winter of the 15th year of Zhengning in the Wuji Kingdom, there was a rebellion in the southern border of the Wuji Kingdom. The prince of Wuji agreed on the same paper. The prince of De, Changsun Jia, was ordered to be crowned King of Rong.
Because King De had an old illness and never recovered, he paid a lot of money to hire the holy doctor Zong Yue to accompany him. Zong Yue heard that there are many exotic flowers and herbs in southern Xinjiang that are easy to use as medicine, so he readily agreed.
Meng Fuyao and Yao Xun, as Mr. Zong's "little servants", naturally followed the army. When Meng Fuyao was leaving the city, he passed the "Chunshen Pavilion" and found that this formerly busy gold selling cave had been sealed off. The clouds dispersed, and Meng Fuyao stood in front of the empty brothel, thinking of something, a smile gradually formed on the corner of his mouth, but gradually faded away.
She stood silently for a long time, and finally turned around, suddenly heard the slight sound of breathing in the corner behind her, stretched out her hand to grab, but caught a small person.
The child was only six or seven years old, but there was heavy makeup on his small face, but it was filthy beyond recognition, Meng Fuyao grabbed him out of the corner, his eyes widened in panic, but he didn't cry.
Meng Fuyao felt that the child looked familiar, and after looking at it for a long time, he realized that this was the child prostitute he saw when he and Yuan Zhaoxu were visiting the brothel that day. It was just sealed up, and have you all been taken in by the court? Why are you here alone?"
The child stared at her with big slightly brown eyes, and said for a while, "Xiaodao, I want to go home."
The child's speech was brief, his voice had a rare metallic quality, and it sounded like a sharp edge that could not be concealed. Meng Fuyao raised his eyebrows, a little worried that the child might be mentally disturbed due to repeated sufferings, but the one called The little girl with Xiaodao just tightly clenched her skirt, repeating over and over again, "Xiaodao, I want to go home."
Meng Fuyao wanted to leave several times, but she couldn't forcefully pull the child's skinny hand away, and she didn't want to use martial arts to force her away, so she had to drag and drag her back. Yao Xun saw that there was a child dragging behind her clothes. When he came back, he raised his eyebrows in surprise, before he asked, Meng Fuyao answered angrily, "Xiao Dao wants to go home."
So there was a little boy named Xiaodao in the team. The little boy was very silent, and his eyes were always fixed on the south.
When the army left the city, Meng Fuyao looked back at the direction of the Canglan Palace, and smiled slightly - there, a certain deep beauty and a certain narcissistic and lord-loving fat rat were enjoying today's rare Warm sun in winter? Did the fat rat sleep in the palm of its master, revealing its cute pink belly? And the first snow that has just melted on the eaves, is the dripping snow water flowing into the crystal center of Canglan Lake
She didn't say goodbye to Yuan Zhaoxu.
The reason why she chose to leave with King De was because King De was in charge of all affairs in southern Xinjiang and the nearby states, including the issuance of pass orders to the countries adjacent to the southern border of Wuji. Guo Pingrong, who suddenly changed his personality, got the antidote from there, and the third one was to leave Yuan Zhaoxu.
Because it is close, so leave.
She shouldn't have been detained in this otherworldly continent for all kinds of mortal love. It was a lingering let go of the past. After crossing, she went through a turbulent psychological journey from the initial anxiety to the acceptance of reality. The calmness of the mood that is rushing like the sea does not represent giving up, but the dormancy of being willing to dormant, willing to fight time and opportunity forever.
She believes that as long as she moves forward, there will always be a day when she touches the end.
However, there will always be variables in human life. Such variables are approaching with an irresistible fate. She has almost seen the consequences of such variables. All her persistence and dreams of coming here for seventeen years will come to naught. .
She hoped that before Yuan Zhaoxu could completely become the variable that could subvert and burn all her obsessions, she would snuff out that germinating flame with her own hands. hesitate.
She hopes that she can go through the wind without a trace, and not leave any traces of changing the fate of herself or others in this world that should not belong to her.
In the battle with Guo Pingrong, "Broken Nine Heavens" was blessed by misfortune and approached the fifth floor. At the same time, he was also infected with this terrible poison. Meng Fuyao felt that this was God's will in the dark—to help her break through the barrier with greater strength and use fate The sword of wisdom cuts off the tangled threads that grow in some dark places.
She lingered in front of the city gate for a long time, and finally when Zong Yue looked back, whether intentionally or not, she resolutely flattered her horse and hurried to catch up.
Her black hair is flying in the wind, a huge bright red sunset is coated on her slender back. middle.
She doesn't know.
The direction she was looking at was the highest "Zhechun Building" in the Canglan Palace. A noble man with sleeves like the wind stood there for a long time. The fluttering hair covered his eyes, only a deep smile embedded in the corner of his lips.
He looked in the direction of the city gate, turned his head to the animal on his shoulder for a while and said, "She just left without even saying hello, the heart of the most ruthless woman..."
A certain animal spread its claws happily, and seized the opportunity to confess: I will never treat you like this...
Before the confession was over, the master murmured, "It's okay, if you don't come, it's me, if I come, it's you."