The evildoer is in love with the beauty and the beauty is proud of the sky

Chapter 1

King Xuan's Mansion of Beizhao Kingdom.

The whole night was pitch black, the whole night sky seemed to be shrouded in a black curtain, and the air seemed to be filled with thick fog that could not be dissolved.The beautiful half crescent moon hangs in the air, throwing scattered silver shavings on the fine lines of the clear waves, a faint halo floats on the surface of the pool, and the moonlight flows, presenting silver belt waterfalls, pouring quietly in this area Glittering pool surface.

The night breeze blows slowly on the face with a fragrance, not apricot blossom, nor peach blossom, clean and cool, but like body fragrance emanating from a person.

By the pond in the back garden of the Wangfu, a petite girl stood quietly, tall and tall, wearing a white embroidered skirt, as white as the snow on the Tianshan Mountains, with ink-like long hair casually draped over her shoulders On the morning, the breeze was blowing on the face, bringing a slight coolness. The girl took a deep breath, closed her eyes, opened them again, slowly squatted down, moved forward slightly, and looked down at her own shadow in the pool.

Looking closely, that face turned out to be so ordinary, so ordinary, with too ordinary facial features, it is the kind of person who can't be found in the crowd, and who will not leave any impression on others at all.

I saw the girl cautiously raised her white and slender right hand, and slowly stroked her ordinary face. A bitter smile appeared at the corner of her mouth, and her eyes, which were full of autumn water, were filled with liquid. With a long light.

It turns out that the girl is called Hua Huandie, the daughter of Hua Guying, the former head of Huandie Palace.

Hua Huandie closed her eyes, raised her face, forcefully forced back her tears, but the bitter smile on the corner of her mouth gradually widened and deepened.

It was winter at this time, and there were white and flawless six-petal snowflakes fluttering in the sky.

Snowflakes fell on the girl's face in pieces. Although the girl did not have a peerless appearance, her skin was very smooth.

There is a soft light shining on the rosy white skin, the delicate and charming cherry lips are slightly raised, and there is a smile like a dream, and no flaws can be found under the moonlight. Even if the appearance is sorry, but it gives people It feels like a fairy out of the dust, fascinating and fascinating.

The girl's lips parted slightly, but she didn't make a sound. Feeling the coolness brought by the melting snowflakes on her face, her throat tightened.

Bei Gong Shang... Bei Gong Shang...

Brother Shang, do you still remember me?Remember Phantom Butterfly?
Goodbye, never see you again?
It was my own choice to leave you, wasn't it?

But why do I still miss you so much?Just thinking of you makes my heart tear like a tear?
It turns out that my love for you has gone deep into the bone marrow?
I remember that I loved, but I don't want to return those happiness.

I didn't know until now that you really never cared about me. If you still like me, why can't you find me for so long?Even if I change my appearance in disguise, if you are looking for it, will you not find it?

I can't go back, even if I go back to the past, I can't go back to the beginning.

The breeze is gentle, sending wisps of fragrance.

In the jade fence hall, stood a young man with a long body and handsome appearance, his eyes were like cold pools, his nose was straight, his eyebrows were like willows, and his long black hair was casually scattered behind his head. The ribbon is loosely tied, and the whole body exudes a kind of icy air of independence from the world, with an indifferent and stern expression, and the white robe dances with the wind, it is spotless, amazing!

In the twelfth lunar month of winter, there was heavy snowfall, and the crystal and bright snowflakes danced on the jade platform, twirling, chuckling, and gently falling on his lapel, showing the happiest smile.

The snowflake seemed to have life, softly attached, flickering and jumping on his eyebrows, the corners of his mouth.

The young man casually took out a handful of transparent Ling Xiao from his waist, and gently placed it near his mouth, narrowing his eyes slightly, staring at an unknown place in front of him as if absent-mindedly.

The sound of the superior flute is suddenly clear, transparent, hearty, and clear like a spring, and suddenly simple and honest, light and lofty, tactful and resentful, thick like pine, ding ding dong dong, refreshing.

Elegant and refined, not like ordinary people, the breeze caresses the long hair like ink, and the strands of it fly up, suddenly like a dream.

At this time, Hua Huandie, who was half kneeling by the pool, seemed to be bewitched, her mind was full of Bei Gongshang's face, she shook her head desperately, trying to drive him out of her mind, she didn't want such pain live.Suddenly, a gleam of light flashed across her black eyes, and the corners of her mouth curled up slightly, yes, in this way, she would forget everything, and would no longer be troubled by anything in the world.

She seemed to be sluggish, between heaven and earth, she seemed to be a puppet doll that had lost its vitality, and her whole body slowly slid into the cold pool water.

Going farther and farther, farther and farther away, the biting cold did not make her sober and calm at all, but stimulated her even more. In a trance, she seemed to see him standing in front of her like that, the corners of her lips She evoked a wonderful arc and burst into a season-long smile. She smiled happily, and this smile was like a relief. It turns out that getting rid of it is so easy.

The cold pool water slowly overflowed over the shoulders, chin, lips, bridge of nose, eyes, forehead, until the whole person.

Breathing became more and more difficult, but my mood improved miraculously.Like this, it is not impossible.

But after all, death due to lack of oxygen is very uncomfortable. There will always be unconscious struggles before death, and the body is always more honest. Maybe she doesn't want to die yet, maybe she is still waiting for him.

The sound of the flute stopped abruptly, and a trace of surprise flashed in the eyes of the young man in the Yushilan hall. His eyes fell on the struggling figure in the pond, his brows were slightly frowned, and he didn't know if it was because he was unhappy about being interrupted, or because he was worried about the drowning person , There was no sadness or joy on his face.

The young man glanced at the shadow that was about to disappear in the pool, and was about to leave, but suddenly thought of something, turned around and jumped into the pool resolutely, swimming towards the girl in the water.

You'd better pray that you don't just die like this, my palace doesn't accept the dead.

In a trance, Hua Huandie felt that she was hugged tightly by a warm body, she smiled happily, and the next moment her consciousness was pulled away, she felt her soul was separated from her body, and she quietly Floating in mid-air.

The beautiful young man who was holding her had a gloomy expression, wrapped her arms around her neck, and dragged her ashore without mercy.

The stunning young man is Murong Chong, King Xuan of the Northern Zhao Kingdom.

The two of them were already drenched from head to toe, with water droplets sticking to their hair. They were shivering and cold.

Murong Chong's long and slender fingers touched the tip of Hua Huandie's nose, and probed, if there was no breath, it could not be seen whether he was alive or not.He probed her wrist again, and the pulse was also very strange, sometimes there, sometimes not.The whole person looked as if he was dead.

(End of this chapter)