Zheliu******************

[Practice writing, be good at description and rendering, don't enter if you don't like it] Cold and broken fairy Liu Weichen ×The sinister and controlling prince Xiao Jue ×The forbearing, handsome and black protagonist Yanchi ×The gentle and white-cut black disciple Liu Yunqian Liu Weichen is the coldest immortal king in the heaven. He fell to earth due to amnesia due to an accident. Xiao Jue, the prince of the Yi Kingdom, took him back to the palace and deceived him into losing his memory and having his immortal power sealed. He lied to him and said, "You are Gu's male favorite." Liu Weichen believed it and lived a sickly and estranged life in the palace. He often held a jade bamboo fan and coughed lightly in the corridor, like a wisp of smoke that would disperse at any time. Until he met Yan Chi, an enemy hostage who was always bullied. The twelve-year-old boy grabbed his clothes and asked, "Are you a god?" Liu Weichen didn't answer, but secretly protected him with his restored immortal power. Later, the memory revived, the immortal power returned, and Liu Weichen turned into blue smoke and returned to heaven. Eight years have passed in this world. The violent emperor Yin Jue searched for him for eight years, and his portraits hung all over his palace. The new emperor of the Yan Kingdom, Yan Chi, fought in all directions, but he always rubbed an old handkerchief late at night. But Yun Yan, the disciple in the heaven who always called him "Master", became obsessed with obsession and broke the fairy rules to find him. When they met again, Liu Weichen was locked in a palace built to resemble his old residence, with the gold chain on his wrist ringing softly. Outside the palace, the three parties were at war with each other—— The emperor of the human world wants to lock his body, the enemy monarch wants to possess his heart, and the possessed junior brother wants to lead him into eternal night. Liu Weichen unfolded the jade bamboo fan that never left his body, and the light-ink landscape flowed under the moon. He coughed softly, a slight smile appeared on his pale face: "I am just a tiny speck of dust. I don't live in the human world, nor do I belong to the Nine Heavens." "Who... Can lock in a ray of wind?"