[Ancient Proverbs + Cultivation of Immortals + Childhood Sweethearts + Machiavellian Strategy + HE]
In my previous life, I had a bamboo horse.
I picked him up from an abandoned garden, and I tied a red string around his wrist: "Don't be afraid, I will protect you from now on." It lasted nine years.
At the sixteenth birthday party, I don't want the throne, I want him to be the emperor.
He knelt all night, and when he came out he said to me with red eyes:
"Luo'er, I will walk the path you choose for you."
Later we went to the North, and a warm orange light emerged from the depths of my spiritual veins——
The direction that the light illuminates is the south.
In the south, there is a man with peach blossom eyes sitting next to the ice coffin, peeling oranges.
He waited for me for a long, long time, and the oranges wilted and changed, and changed and wilted again.
The day the coffin wall cracked, he smiled:
"Wake up when you've had enough sleep, and I'll take you home."
Then I really woke up.
The prince brother who is not related by blood but dotes on me to the heavens
He taught me how to use chopsticks and how to walk.
When I had nightmares, he would pass the hand warmer through the screen and hum a lullaby that I didn't understand.
He said: "It doesn't matter if you don't remember, I will remember it for you."
I thought life would just go on like this.
Until the man in Xuanqing dragon robe chased him from the north,
Standing in front of me, his voice was hoarse:
"Lolo, it's time to go home."
I turned around.
Three steps behind him, the man with peach blossom eyes stopped smiling:
"Chang Ge, don't leave."
I clasped my hands, tears rolling down my face:
"Don't let me choose."
The parasol trees in the abandoned garden have fallen and grown, and the red rope has been braided and torn down.
The sweetheart in the previous life and the brother who is not related by blood in this life——
One sits on the mountain for me, and the other warms the ice coffin for me.
Who should I choose?
