The Emperor's Favorite: The Fourth Miss Ghost

Mo Zhuyue's eyes were flat: "Then if we can't find the Snow Demon, will we have to stay here forever?"

"There's nothing wrong with staying here. The snow is flying and it's so beautiful. I like snow, don't you? I can take you and stay here forever."

Mo Zhuyue was surrendered by his gentle words, she smiled: "I remember you told me last time that you wanted to tell me a story about the snow demon, now that I'm bored, just tell me, okay?"

"The story of the snow demon?" Long Canghao frowned, holding Mo Zhuyue's big palm but never letting go, and then, as if thinking about it for a long time, he said: "Well, I will tell you a story about how the snow demon didn't do it for me. known things."

"it is good."

"Legend..." Long Canghao's eyes were caught in a long memory: "Legend, hundreds of years ago, in the heavy snow, there was a beautiful woman who was all over the country and the city, sometimes as gentle as jade, sometimes cold and ruthless..." He has a pair of silver-white eyes. He appears in the heavy snow. Wherever there is heavy snow, there is him. One year, the surrounding area of ​​Xihai was covered with heavy snow that flew all over the sky. Princess Xihai had never seen such a pure land. White snowflakes, she sticks her head out of the sea..."

"That was the saddest scene Princess Xihai had ever seen in her life. She saw a man in white as snow standing in the snow that was flying all over the sky. His hair was snow white, his face was snow white, and he His eyes are also snow-white, he stands alone in the heavy snow, his pure white hair is blown by the cold wind, he is so handsome, so soft, so beautiful that it makes people suffocate, there is infinite beauty in his snow-white eyes The loneliness and vicissitudes of life, which kind of feelings Princess Xihai has never seen before, she was curious about him and yearned for him, so she walked out of the West Sea and came to that beautiful man. That man, It's the Snow Demon."

"It was the snow that transformed him, and he is the incarnation of snow. Although snowflakes are beautiful, they wither in an instant. He has countless vicissitudes and sorrows. Princess Xihai likes to be by his side. Princess Sihai has a singing voice that is unparalleled in the world. She Sing and dance for him with everything I have. The heavy snow has been falling on the border of the West Sea for several months, and he never left, and she accompanied me without complaint or regret."

"However, when the heavy snow finally stopped, she didn't want him to leave, but he had to leave."

"Although it was only a few months, they fell in love with each other. She felt sorry for his loneliness and silence, and he was obsessed with her singing and the warmth she gave..."

Mo Zhuyue looked up in Long Canghao's arms, just in time to see Long Canghao's eyes immersed in memories, his eyes were so far away, so far, there was a crack in the far eyes, she couldn't catch it, and couldn't touch it. no.

"and after?"

"Later..." There was a wry smile on the corner of Long Canghao's mouth: "They fell in love with each other, but they could only fall in love with each other when it was snowing heavily. How could Princess Xihai follow in his footsteps? There are so many places with heavy snow in the world, she jumped out of the West Sea She searched, but found nothing. In the end, she understood one thing. If she wanted to keep him, the only way to keep him was to let Daxue stay where she was forever. Only Xue Lingzhu could do this. However, several A hundred years ago, the Snow Spirit Orb was a sacred object, enshrined in the supreme temple."