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Feng Aotian raised his eyes and looked at the ice jade bed in front of him, there was a person lying quietly, no inch of his body, black silk like ink scattered on both sides, his eyes were closed, like a statue that had been sleeping for thousands of years, so quiet. horrible.
And beside him, there is an ice jade coffin, through the ice jade, you can see a woman in a splendid costume lying in the ice jade coffin, and the whole ice jade coffin is shrouded in red light.
Feng Aotian looked at this secret room. The surrounding area was made of thousands of years of ice. As soon as she stepped in, she shuddered. She stepped forward and walked to the ice bed. Looking at the person in front of her, her eyes sank. , and then quickly took off his robe.
Wufeng also stood by her side, looking at the person on the ice jade bed, but saw that Feng Aotian had already covered her brown robe over his body, and said solemnly, "Don't look at it. "
Wufeng smiled lightly and looked at her, "It's not a man's body, as a doctor, I've already seen it."
Feng Aotian immediately raised his hand, and took the person on the ice jade bed into his arms, raised his eyes, looked at him, "Master's people, don't look at it."
Wu Feng kept silent, raised his eyes, and stared at her with a half-smile.
Feng Aotian felt the body in her arms exudes a bone-breaking cold air, she looked at Wufeng, "Take the pulse."
Wu Feng lifted the wrist of the person in her arms and felt the pulse, "The pulse of the heart is weak, there is help."
"Yeah." Feng Aotian nodded, then turned around, saw the ice jade coffin beside him, and walked forward slowly, when he got close, he heard a scream, "Ah!"
Feng Aotian lowered his eyes and saw that the man in his arms was in pain, spit out a mouthful of blood, and then fainted.
"Yi Mu?" Feng Aotian called in a deep voice.
Wufeng hurriedly stepped forward, looking at the wound on his wrist and the red light flashing between his eyebrows, he couldn't help feeling strange.
Feng Aotian naturally observed it, and then turned his eyes to see that the red light in the ice jade coffin became more and more intense as Yi Mu approached.
She hugged Yi Mu tightly, looked at the ice jade coffin again, then put Yi Mu on the ice jade bed again, then walked to the coffin, looked around, and saw the woman lying in the coffin, she really dazzled the country The appearance of Qingcheng, the face is like a hibiscus, the eyebrows are lightly swept, the cherry mouth is red and delicate, especially the charming appearance from the inside, it is really charming, such a stunning stunner, it is really rare.
Wufeng looked at the woman in front of him, and he said in a light tone, "This person has been dead for more than two hundred years."
Feng Aotian listened to Wufeng's words, his eyes sank slightly, "For more than two hundred years, it is like sleeping like a deep sleep, and it still maintains the original appearance, it is really strange."
Wufeng raised his eyes and looked at her, "There should be this spiritual bead to protect her body, plus the thousand-year-old ice jade coffin. Although she died, her appearance was completely preserved, as if she was sleeping."
Feng Aotian looked at the spirit bead emitting red light beside her, and then raised his hand to get it.
A strong cold wind blew, and then a figure fell in front of Feng Aotian.
She raised her eyes and saw a white figure falling in front of her eyes, but there was an ethereal cloud and mist, her eyes sank slightly, and then she said, "Your Excellency is the head of the spiritual clan?"
"Not bad." The voice in front of him revealed a thousand years of silence, very deep.
"Why did the spiritual clan master bring my people here?" Feng Aotian said, with a flick of his wrist, he waved towards the white mist in front of him.
That Bai Wu took advantage of the situation to dodge slightly, then dodged lightly and landed in front of her, "The Holy Master of the Holy Race is good."
Wufeng listened to the Spirit Race's words, then stunned, raised his eyes, looked at Feng Aotian, a turbulent cloud flashed in his eyes, but it was fleeting.
Feng Aotian laughed softly, "You are the one who dares to hurt me, I will make him pay back tenfold."
"I think the Holy Master may have made a mistake. He is a member of the Spiritual Race, so how could he become a Holy Master?" The Spiritual Race Master said slowly.
"What did you say?" Feng Aotian's phoenix eyes narrowed slightly, a flash of surprise flashed, and he said solemnly.
"Don't believe it?" The spiritual clan master laughed loudly, and then dispersed the white mist on his face, revealing his original face.
Feng Aotian raised his eyes, looked at the appearance of the spiritual clan master in front of him, turned his eyes, and looked at him again, "What is your relationship with him?"
"One soul, one soul, now is naturally the time to reunite the souls." The spiritual clan master whispered, only to see his white figure turned into a cloud again.
Wufeng took a step forward and stood beside Feng Aotian, "According to the clan master, Yi Mu is the real you?"
"He occupies the body and soul, while I am the soul, wandering in the Spirit Race. Over the years, I have been searching for the Spirit Orb, and if he does not reunite with me, then he will not survive for three days." Ling The clan master whispered, "At that time, he will face the end of the dust."
"I think, the spiritual clan master will also disappear." Wu Feng said lightly.
"Not bad." The clan master of the spiritual clan raised his eyes and looked at Yi Mu, "The reason why I led the two of you here is because he has something in his heart. If he doesn't have his wish, it will be difficult for his soul to be united."
"What if the soul is reunited?" Feng Aotian did not expect that Yi Mu would have such an experience, and she couldn't help asking, "He must know."
"He has memories since he was a child, and he naturally knows what's going on. However, I haven't found the Spirit Orb, and he hasn't had much time. Now, he finally found the Spirit Orb, but he moved. If we don't get our souls back together, he and I will disappear." The Spirit Race Patriarch said in a low voice, "After the souls are unified, he will forget his past."
"Forget?" Feng Aotian couldn't help but be startled. If Qian Chen could forget, why wouldn't she want to forget, but, why was it him
The spiritual clan master looked at Feng Aotian, "He and I are reborn, we will forget all memories and live again."
"I see." Feng Aotian lowered his eyes and looked at him, "In three days, I will send him here."
"Okay." The spiritual clan master looked at Feng Aotian, "I didn't want you to find this place, but he is too obsessed, so I will let you see him for the last time, I hope the Holy Master can keep his promise. "
Feng Aotian narrowed his eyes, then turned around, hugged Yi Mu and slowly left the secret room.
Wufeng followed her and looked at her with a cold face, but his eyes were full of unseen loneliness, and his indifferent eyes flashed a sullen look, he knew that the first time he saw her feel right.
Feng Aotian turned his eyes and looked at him, "You already guessed it."
"Well." Wufeng nodded, "I won't say it."
Feng Aotian nodded, "Your reaction is quite normal."
"Do you want to scream?" Wu Feng chuckled, raised his eyes, looked at her, "Go and accompany him, I won't tell anyone about the secret room."
"Thank you." Feng Aotian smiled at Wufeng, tapped his toes, and left Xingyun Palace.
Wufeng looked at the figure she left, lowered his eyes, looked at the wound at the wrist, a sneer raised at the corner of his mouth, then stepped up and walked out, he was just trying his best to hide the surprise in his heart, once, he She suspected her, but her suspicion was eliminated. Now, knowing her true identity once again, she lost her previous curiosity, and more of a joy in her heart.
Taking advantage of the moonlight, Feng Aotian returned to Meixiang Palace with Yi Mu in his arms.
Meteor also got the news, so he rushed to Meixiang Palace with Lan Jingshu and Gu Yefeng, but was blocked by Wufeng.
"Why did you stop me?" Meteor asked inexplicably.
"He should have something to tell the emperor, you still don't bother." Wufeng took Meteor's hand, walked forward, raised his eyes, and looked at Lan Jingshu and Gu Yefeng, "This may be their last few days together. ."
"What does this mean?" Gu Yefeng asked uncontrollably.
"He was seriously injured and will die soon." Wu Feng said calmly.
Gu Yefeng straightened his back, raised his eyes, and looked at Wufeng in disbelief, "How is that possible?"
"How many days are left?" Lan Jingshu shook his body, forcing himself to stabilize his mind, and asked in a low voice.
"Three days." Wufeng raised his eyes and looked at the two in front of him, "The reason why he can hold on until now is because he wants it but he wishes. Let him get along with the emperor for two days."
"How could this happen?" Gu Yefeng still couldn't believe it. He knew that Yi Mu's body had also thought that he would leave, but he didn't expect it to be so sudden. When we met again, it turned out to be a farewell.
No wind dragged the meteor, "Let's go."
Meteor lowered his eyes and stopped talking. He could feel the breath of the Spirit Race on Wufeng. There must be something he didn't know about it, but he couldn't talk about it in front of them.
The god dog naturally sensed something, silently, followed Wufeng and Meteor to the side courtyard.
Lan Jingshu and Gu Yefeng stood there in a daze for a long time, never regaining consciousness.
Gu Yefeng held his head in his hands, tears from the corners of his eyes couldn't help falling down, "He has always seen clearly and can see through people's hearts, but he can't see through himself alone."
"I'm afraid it's because I see too clearly, that's why I'm troubled and suffer from heart disease." Lan Jingshu raised his eyes, sighed faintly, and slowly restrained his mind, "He doesn't want to see us feel sad for him. ."
Gu Yefeng raised his eyes and looked at Gu Yefeng, "I always thought that I would leave before him."
Lan Jingshu pushed Gu Yefeng, "Don't talk nonsense."
Gu Yefeng laughed loudly, "My legs and this broken body, what's the point of living like this?"
Lan Jingshu clenched his shoulders, "If you talk nonsense again, don't see the emperor again in the future. If she hears these words, she will definitely be sad."
Gu Yefeng was slightly startled and sneered, "I'm really useless."
Lan Jingshu patted his shoulder, "As long as you are in the emperor's heart, it will be useful."
Gu Yefeng stared blankly at Lan Jingshu, "But, Yi Mu... he shouldn't have gone so early."
Lan Jingshu was silent for a moment, "Maybe leaving is also a relief, this is the path he chose."
Gu Yefeng raised his head and looked in the direction of Meixiang Palace, "Yes, we all have our own destiny."
Feng Aotian carried Yi Mu back to Meixiang Palace and ordered his attendants to prepare the bath soup, while she carried him to the inner hall and placed him on the bed.
He placed him carefully, covered the quilt, took the medicine box, lifted his wrist, and bandaged the wound.
After a while, the attendant prepared the bath soup. Feng Aotian hugged him into the screen and put him in the tub. The warm water instantly became cold. She quickly carried him out and put him back. He went to the bed, put on his shirt for him, held his hand, and looked at him blankly.
Time passed slowly, until late at night, when he slowly opened his eyes on the bed, he stared at Feng Aotian coldly.
He just smiled plainly, "Your Majesty."
Feng Aotian supported his chin with one hand and clenched his hand with the other, "Is there anything you want to eat?"
"Yeah." Yi Mu nodded gently, "Plum cake."
"Okay." Feng Aotian let out a low laugh, and then ordered people to prepare.
"Your Majesty, I think of it and walk." Yi Mu looked at her and said softly.
"Okay." Feng Aotian replied gently with a faint smile.
She lifted him up and put on the light pink brocade robe he always loved, embroidered with large plum blossoms, noble and holy, he slowly got off the bed, washed himself stubbornly, tied his hair, and slowly got up , looked at her, "Your Majesty, is Chen Mei?"
"Yeah." Feng Aotian nodded and replied, "It's very beautiful."
Yi Mu smiled softly, Feng Aotian stepped forward and supported him, the two stepped out of the bedroom and walked to the courtyard.
The two sat under the plum blossom tree, he leaned on her arms, raised his eyes, looked at the plum blossom tree that had not yet bloomed, he raised his head slightly, and whispered, "In another month, the plum blossom season will be in full bloom. ."
"Yeah." Feng Aotian replied softly, "When the time comes, Master will accompany you to appreciate plums."
"Yeah." Yi Mu replied with a smile, "There are flowers that can be folded straight and must be folded, don't wait until there are no flowers to break the branches."
Feng Aotian raised his hand gently, picked off a dead branch of a plum blossom, and put it in his hand, "What do you want to say?"
Yi Mu lowered his head, his slender fingers turned the plum blossom in his hand, and said in a low voice, "This minister was born sick and weak, and the minister at that time knew that he had a future path, so he looked at everything very lightly. , Although I also want to do something useful in my lifetime, I am always unable to do so."
"I remember that when I was five years old, I sneaked out of the house secretly, but I met a trafficker on the road and forcibly took him away. A child of the same age saved me. This was the first time I saw someone with the same age. A child as old as a minister has such profound martial arts. She wears a small brown short robe and holds a long sword heavier than her. Her face is cold, but she can subdue the traffickers. It came down from the sky, saved the minister, and let the minister know that even if his body is not good, he can still do something useful." Yi Mu coughed a few times and explained.
Feng Aotian just listened quietly, his voice was very soft, but it revealed a deep memory that could not be dissolved, and it also pulled her thoughts to a long time.
"What happened later?" Feng Aotian couldn't help asking.
"Later, the minister was sent home safely and never saw her again, but she fell into the heart of the minister, and after a year, the minister saw her at a palace banquet, and the minister only I know that she is the emperor's most favored prince, Feng Aotian." Yi Mu looked at the dead plum blossom branch in his hand, as if recalling, "She has long forgotten her minister, and her eyes always fall on one person. I have never seen anyone but that person in my body."
"What happened later?" Feng Aotian hugged him tightly and asked in a low voice.
"Later, the minister kept an eye on her. In order to stand by her side, the minister tried his best to read and make himself a topic of conversation. For every palace banquet, even if he was unwell, he would attend it on time. After getting the news of her, I secretly hide not far away to look at her, which seems to have become a habit of the minister." Yi Mu slowly told all about the past.
"What happened later?" Feng Aotian repeated these three words, but didn't know how to answer, she never knew that in the vast sea of people, there was still a person who would love her like this, with no regrets and no regrets, and deeply loved her. Buried to this day, is it because he is going to the end, I am afraid that he will bury this secret deep in his heart.
"Later..." Yi Mu raised her eyes and looked into the distance, "She became the regent, her eyes were taken back from that person, she became eccentric, she became murderous, she searched for different Beautiful man, she has changed..."
"Yeah, she has changed." Feng Aotian replied quietly.
Yi Mu smiled lightly, "However, the minister is very happy, because the minister can get close to her and stay by her side, the minister deliberately appeared in front of her, let her notice the minister, and brought the minister into the palace, even if She was tortured with many scars, but the minister was willing, even if she never had a minister in her heart, but she treated her as a plaything, and she never regretted it."
Feng Aotian hugged him tightly, "What a fool."
"Chen is really stupid." Yi Mu's eyes were wet, but with a soft smile, he raised his eyes and met hers, "Even if I know that my life will be soon, I still want to stay by her side. , even if it's just a luxury, but if I don't have her in my life, then what's the point of my life?"
He raised his hand and caressed her face lightly, "Your Majesty, you never knew that the one I love most is you, and the one I hate the most is you, but, knowing that I don't want to give up, I have to pretend to be helpless."
Feng Aotian lowered his head, kissed his lips, and sucked softly, "Do you want your grandfather to remember you forever?"
Yi Mu leaned in her arms, "I just want to hide this love until I die, but when death comes, I can't let it go. Isn't it too useless for me?"
Feng Aotian let him lean against him, raised his eyes, and looked at the night sky in front of him, "If you are useless, will I let you stay by my side?"
Yi Mu curled his lips into a light smile. There was a bit of nostalgia in that smile, a bit of relief, and a love he never showed. He lowered his head, looked at the hands that were clasped, and gently turned the dead plum blossom branches. "I'm content."
Feng Aotian hugged him tightly without saying a word, who could know the sorrow in her heart? Who can understand the pain in her heart? She originally thought that they were all her responsibilities and the driving force for her to support, but who would know that she was also the source of their survival. She maintained their lives, but was powerless to save them. As they left one by one, there was nothing she could do. No matter how strong she was, she couldn't escape the words "things are impermanent".
She can calculate all the possibilities, but she can't calculate their sincerity.
After Wufeng and Meteor returned to the courtyard, they were silent for a long time.
Meteor raised his eyes, stared at Wufeng, and asked in a low voice, "Tell me, what happened in the secret room?"
"I know the real identity of the emperor." Wufeng looked at him, "I also know some things that can't be said."
"Is Yi Mu really going to die?" Meteor's eyes flashed with surprise, and then asked.
"Yes." Wufeng looked at Meteor and said lightly, "He will come back to life."
Meteor understood the meaning of Wufeng's words, and then asked, "It has something to do with the spiritual clan master?"
"Well." Wufeng nodded and looked at him, "Don't tell others about this."
"Okay." Meteor nodded and stood up slowly, "I have something to ask you."
"What?" Wufeng picked up the teacup on the table and played with it.
"Are you interested in the Holy Master?" Meteor looked at him seriously.
"I don't know." Wufeng raised his eyes and looked at him, "The future will change so much, how could I know them all."
Meteor listened to the meaning of his words and snorted coldly, "Old fox."
"Aren't you sleepy?" Wufeng got up slowly, then walked into the house, "I'm tired."
Meteor knew that when he went to the secret room today, he must have lost a lot of energy, and no longer said anything, but turned around and left the courtyard.
The divine dog followed Meteor back to the Emperor's Bedroom. He then sat on the soft couch and looked at it, "Tell me, what did the Holy Master see in the Holy Pond? Yi Mu is afraid that it is also the calamity of the Holy Master, and I don't know what will happen next. Who will it be?"
The divine dog rubbed against Meteor's leg and raised his head, "What should come will come, and there is no way to hide."
"Hey." Meteor remembered his future and couldn't help shaking his head.
The god dog didn't say anything anymore, but just lay on the side and became the emperor's road, which is not so simple.
Yi Mu leaned against Feng Aotian's arms and sang softly, "It's a long way to go, don't ask, where are you going? Long swords are accompanied by white clothes..."
Feng Aotian listened to his voice. This was the song she sang when Meixi and Feng Yinqi were drinking and admiring the moon that day and night. She lowered her eyes and looked at him, "Is it cold?"
"It's not cold." Yi Mu shook his head and just leaned quietly in her arms, "Your Majesty, I want to take a break."
"Master is with you." Feng Aotian lowered his head and dropped a light kiss on his forehead.
A faint smile hung on the corner of Yi Mu's mouth, and he slowly closed his eyes.
Feng Aotian sang softly in his ear, "The fragrance of red lotus root is remnant of the jade mat in autumn. Lightly untie the robes and go to the Lanzhou alone. Whoever sends a brocade book in the cloud, when the wild goose returns, the moon fills the west building. . Flowers float by themselves and water flows by themselves. One kind of lovesickness, two idle worries. There is no way to eliminate this feeling, so I raised my brows, but it came to my heart."
The cold wind in the autumn night was rustling, but it couldn't blow away the melancholy that had been condensed under this plum tree for more than ten years.
Lan Jingshu and Gu Yefeng were sitting in the Jinxuan Palace, the peaceful night sky echoed the touching song, but it was sad and tactful, and it smelled of heartbreak.
Gu Yefeng raised the wine glass in his hand, raised his eyes, and looked at Lan Jingshu, "He is leaving after all."
Lan Jingshu raised his glass, raised his head and drank, "En."
Gu Yefeng laughed loudly, "Haha, okay, okay, go and clean up."
"Yeah." Lan Jingshu just replied lightly, and then poured another glass of wine. He also wanted to get drunk. Facing the separation of life and death, no matter how strong their hearts were, they would be vulnerable now.
When Eunuch Cat left, they were not around, but they could feel the sadness in her heart and the loneliness after she became strong, but now, Yi Mu and them have grown up since childhood, and everyone will die, but, But they were unwilling to face it, such a death made them feel so pitiful.
On the three frontiers of Nanhui, Mu Hanyao, Leng Qianye, and Ajiu are leading their soldiers to attack the city bravely. They all have one person in their hearts, and they can't let go of her. All their hopes are her.
Ye Meixi raised her eyes and looked at the raging battle in the distance. His eyes were full of determination and coldness. Such a battlefield, such a battle, was a necessary process for her to dominate the world, and he was happy with it.
Feng Aotian never knew what love was. In her previous life, she stood behind him and was willing to stand in front of his back. Perhaps, at the moment of death, she could feel the pain of her heart being split open. Just love.
To regain a new life, all she wanted was to get rid of that shadow and be her true self. However, she had a long way to go. She thought she would move forward alone. However, there were warm embraces around her, and her heart It was cold, and when a ray of sunlight poured in, she wanted to take back all the warmth in the world.
They are her responsibility. At first, she just used them and never knew how to love them. However, they all fell into the swamp of love, and she fell into it too.
She is ruthless, she is numb and cruel, but she also has a heart. Although she is cold, she is also flesh and blood. She will also be touched and feel the warmth they give her. Only now does she understand what love is, not The infatuation that went deep into the bone marrow, but the trembling that poured into the heart, they gave everything to her, and what did she give them? The inescapable shackles of fate imprisoned their souls, making them willing to give up their original self-esteem and pride to be a captive canary beside her
Feng Aotian raised her eyes and looked into the distance. She used to look at life and death indifferently, but now, although she knows that he will not die, what is more painful than death is to leave her memories, and he But forget about it.
That night, she hugged him like this, reclining under the plum tree, the time was quiet, but it was a kind of sad beauty.
The next day dawned, Yi Mu woke up slowly, he thought he was in a dream, but now he truly felt the warmth of her embrace, the bitterness in his heart had long since vanished, and he was full of sweetness. Xintian, he got up from her arms, "Your Majesty, won't you go to the morning court?"
Feng Aotian supported him and gently stroked the broken hair on his temples, "Master will accompany you."
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Dear friends, wait for the second update later... oooooo... Yi Mu's past has finally been revealed, oooooo...