"So, what will happen to Duanmuyang?" Lan Jingshu asked the most crucial question at this moment.
"I don't know." Xing Wuyun shook his head.
"As I said, she can like anyone, but she can't like Duanmuyang." Wei Zimo, who had not spoken for a long time, said coldly, then walked away from the Emperor's Bedroom.
Xing Wuyun looked at Wei Zimo who was far away and whispered, "I have the same attitude."
"I always feel uncomfortable when I think of him." Lan Jingshu also echoed, "Especially seeing his appearance, I feel more and more that this kind of feeling has never happened before."
Mu Hanjin and Wufeng were silent, Eunuch Cat looked at Yi Mu's face, and then asked, "You still have to rest."
"En." Yi Mu nodded, and Mu Hanjin and Lan Jingshu immediately lifted him up and left the palace.
Since Duanmuyang has no deterrence now, they don't have to stay in the emperor's bedroom all the time. Eunuch Mao looked at Wufeng, "I'm afraid this matter won't end so easily."
"What the hell did I forget?" Xing Wuyun couldn't help but feel a headache, closed his eyes but couldn't remember anything.
Wufeng looked at him, "You shouldn't remember."
"Hey." Xing Wuyun sighed, "But, my heart always has a faint pain, what's going on?"
Wufeng looked at him with indifferent eyes and whispered, "Maybe you will remember."
"Do you have a way?" Xing Wuyun looked up at her and whispered.
"No." Wufeng shook his head and said, "However, I think that since I have experienced it, it will leave traces if necessary, and maybe it will be remembered at a specific location."
Xing Wuyun nodded, "You are right."
"Okay, Senior Brother, you have a good rest, you have vomited a lot of blood these days." Wufeng looked at Xing Wuyun and then said.
"I'm resting here." Xing Wuyun was too lazy to move now.
"Okay." Wufeng also felt very tired, and turned to look at Eunuch Cat, "Everyone have a good rest."
"En." Eunuch Cat nodded, but now, he was still worried about Feng Aotian's comfort.
Feng Aotian took Duanmuyang back to the city, which was an isolated town. She took him to the hut they built together, put him on the bed, and Duanmuyang slowly opened his eyes , looking a little pale, looked at her with a smile, "Yan'er, if I die before you, will you be sad?"
Feng Aotian looked at him and replied truthfully, "No."
"Yan'er, it turns out that you are still so cruel." Duanmuyang smiled and closed his eyes again.
Feng Aotian watched him fall asleep again, closed his eyes tightly, checked his pulse, looked down at him, stepped out, stood in the courtyard, raised his eyes to look at the scene in front of him, this is her The beautiful dream weaved for the former her and Duanmuyang, but why does my heart hurt slowly
She clutched her heart and sat on the wooden bench beside her. The corners of her eyes were a little sour. She knew that Duanmuyang's time was short...
But, does it really end like this? Is this really the end
Feng Aotian was a little helpless, just like a thousand years ago, she also looked up at the endless sky, and finally died alone...
Feng Aotian looked down at the pear tree, this is because they were buried together with wine, just like they buried the same a thousand years ago, but they were always unable to taste...
Feng Aotian tightly closed his eyes and took a deep breath, this is the best result, isn't it? She couldn't give him the love she had for him a thousand years ago, but she fulfilled his dream.
Leng Qianye was relieved when he saw the sky was getting brighter, Meteor turned around and looked at the smile on Leng Qianye's mouth, and said in a low voice, "Okay, now that the rain is over, you don't have to worry too much. ."
"En." Leng Qianye nodded, then turned around, and entered the tent. In the past few days, he had never closed his eyes, and now he is extremely tired.
Meteor yawned, hugged the god dog and entered the tent, and fell asleep on the soft couch.
Feng Aotian prepared clear porridge, went down the mountain to buy some food, and when he returned to the mountain, he saw Duanmuyang lying in the toffee chair with a sick face, with his head up, letting the fallen leaves fall on him. On his face, there was a little breeze, and the snow-white brocade robe moved with the wind, ethereal like a fairy.
Feng Aotian paused for a moment, collected his thoughts, and walked slowly to his side, "What are you thinking about?"
"Memories are really scary." Duanmuyang raised a shallow smile, "But, I really want to go back to the past."
Feng Aotian looked at him and clenched his cold hand, "Duanmuyang, when did you become so pessimistic?"
Duanmuyang opened his eyes, looked at her, and whispered, "Yan'er, I was wrong."
Feng Aotian didn't know why, when he heard these three words, a line of clear tears slid from the corner of his eyes, which belonged to the woman who once loved him. Unfortunately, it took a thousand years to wait.
She didn't know why God made such an arrangement, to let her know the memories of a thousand years ago, to let her know that the misses and regrets between them were to make up for his regrets
Or in the dark, the woman who loved him so much, has been waiting for this sentence
Feng Aotian looked at him and whispered, "Duanmuyang, Su Yan has been waiting for you, do you understand?"
Duanmuyang looked at her with a smile, "I always knew, but I couldn't find her. Now that I found her, she no longer belongs to me."
Feng Aotian squatted and hugged him tightly, "Su Yan only has you in his heart."
Duanmuyang raised his hands, his arms trembled a little, and hugged her gently, "Now I've finally found it."
Feng Aotian suddenly felt that she was Su Yan, and now she is the Su Yan who loved him so much, she just hugged him and whispered, "Take a good rest, I will accompany you."
"Okay." Duanmuyang nodded. At this moment, he felt very satisfied and happy.
Feng Aotian just looked at him so quietly, and many images appeared in her mind, but they were very complicated. She couldn't tell who she was now.
Is it plain language? Is that Li Ying? Or Feng Aotian? She didn't have time to think about the endless things that happened, she just let the trajectory move forward like this, she always thought that she was walking forward according to her own calculations, but, invisible, there was a person Pushing her constantly, who is the mastermind behind the scenes
Feng Aotian closed her eyes tightly, maybe, at this moment, she just wanted to wait for the flowers to bloom.
Until late at night, Duanmuyang woke up again. He raised his eyes and looked at her, looking at the quiet face leaning against his arms with closed eyes, a long white dress, a faint smile on his face, and the passage of time, such a picture, he For a thousand years.
"Yan'er..." Duanmuyang whispered softly.
"En..." Feng Aotian woke up from his sleep, and when he looked up, he saw Duanmuyang looking at her with a smile, the corner of her mouth twitched, and then she said, "But hungry?"
Duanmuyang nodded lightly, Feng Aotian had already stood up, and after a while he brought the food and put it on the wooden table, Duanmuyang got up and sat down, looked up at her, "I'm so happy."
Feng Aotian looked at him with a satisfied smile at the moment, hooked his lips and smiled, "Just be happy."
Duanmuyang seemed to see Su Yan once, she always smiled so faintly, stayed by his side, he took the bowl that Feng Aotian handed over, and buried his head to eat.
Duanmuyang's complexion was much better than before, Feng Aotian whispered, "Could your body be well maintained?"
Duanmuyang raised his eyes and looked at her, "Our January appointment, there are still thirteen days left, right?"
"En." Feng Aotian nodded, "But where do you want to go?"
"Yes." Duanmuyang nodded and said, "You know."
Feng Aotian closed his eyes and thought carefully, when they first met, it was in a white snow-capped mountain, he was attacked by a white tiger, and she rescued him, maybe at that time, fate brought them together , entangled so far.
Feng Aotian nodded and said, "When will you leave?"
"Tomorrow." Duanmuyang replied with a smile.
Feng Aotian nodded, "I'll go get ready."
Duanmuyang watched her get up and entered the house, raised his eyes to look at the remaining constellations in the sky, and sighed faintly, "You can't live by doing your own sins, but how can he reverse this celestial phenomenon?"
The two hugged each other and rested for the night. Early the next morning, Feng Aotian and Duanmu Yang left the city and went to the snow-capped mountain they first met.
The snow mountain is very close to this city, and it only took half a day to arrive. They held hands and slowly flashed on the ground. The snow was in front of her, but she felt that she had never been more open-minded.
"Yan'er, do you think we can find Xuelian again?" Duanmuyang raised his eyes and looked at the endless snowy mountains in front of him and asked in a low voice.
"Yes." Feng Aotian replied firmly.
"Yan'er, I want to go back to the past." This is the second time Duanmuyang has said such a thing.
Feng Aotian looked at him, "Duanmuyang, are you still hiding something from me?"
Duanmuyang leaned on her shoulder, "Yan'er, I want to try my best to make up for my past mistakes, but it seems that God made a joke with me, so I don't even have a chance to make amends."
When Feng Aotian listened to his words, she felt more and more strange. She watched him just keep walking forward. She whispered, "Yes, I'll give it to you."
Duanmuyang looked at her blankly, "Yan'er, I won't let you have any more regrets."
Feng Aotian knew that there was something in Duanmuyang's words, but she didn't know that he sacrificed all of himself for these words.
Feng Aotian raised her eyes and looked into the distance. The two slowly climbed. When they reached the top of the mountain, three days had passed. She turned to look at him, Duanmuyang's face was bloodless, but the smile was still there. So bright.
She squeezed his hand and whispered, "This place is really beautiful."
Duanmuyang leaned in her arms, closed his eyes tightly, and a pleasant laughter came from his ears. He raised his eyes and looked into the distance, and said in a low voice, "Yan'er, did you know that the sky will change greatly after March?"
"En." Feng Aotian nodded.
"I'll stay here until that time." Duanmuyang raised his eyes and looked at her, "So, don't let me down, you must defeat Gongyiou, you know?"
Feng Aotian looked at him with a complicated expression, and said in a low voice, "Then you?"
Duanmuyang looked at her, "If I didn't last until that time, it would be God's will, but I will try my best, so you have to take over the world before the sky changes, do you know?"
Feng Aotian nodded, "Okay, I'll pick you up when the time comes."
Duanmuyang looked up at her, with a faint smile on his lips, "There are ten days left now."
Feng Aotian whispered, "More than ten days."
"Yan'er, I never knew that this miss is a thousand years. If there is another life, I will never hesitate again." Duanmuyang raised his eyes and looked at the snowflakes blowing in front of him, and said in a low voice, "I, Mr. Yi Gu, and you are destined to be entangled together. His love for you is no less than mine, but he used the wrong method. In fact, I know very well that in your heart, in fact, there is also something for him. Emotional, isn't it?"
Feng Aotian was silent, he was right, she had a place for Gongyi Gu in her heart.
Duanmuyang laughed softly, "At the beginning, it was my fault that we missed it, but do you know the reason?"
Feng Aotian nodded, "I know."
"So that's the case." Duanmuyang chuckled lightly, "Yan'er, hateful people must be pitiful. He does so much, but he loves you too much."
"But, it's impossible for us after all." Feng Aotian whispered.
"Yan'er, we both love each other too deeply, that's why we hurt each other." Duanmuyang looked at her, "The fate of this life is the fruit of the previous life, and they are all your debts."
Feng Aotian nodded slightly, "Yes."
Duanmuyang closed his eyes tightly, with snowflakes falling on his face, which was cold to the bone, but he just smiled lightly, it seemed that only in this way could he feel that he was alive.
Feng Aotian leaned against his arms and looked up at him, "Duanmuyang?"
"En." Duanmuyang didn't open his eyes, but replied softly.
"Have you ever regretted it?" Feng Aotian asked in a low voice.
"I love you, I never regret it." Duanmuyang said with a smile, "the happiest thing in my life is to get your love. The happiest thing in my life is that you are with me at this moment."
Feng Aotian curled his lips and smiled. They all thought that they were too careless, but how did they know that the bitterness in her heart, the entanglement of her past and present life, made her suddenly feel tired, but she had to hold on, no For others, only for them.
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