May You Pray for Long Peace

Ruoxi Dynasty, Tianqi Year, Yidu, Storm and Snowstorm A young emperor is busy marrying his wife, but all this has nothing to do with Lu Qian "No, where is this? Who am I?" Lu Qian, who was about to go to the professor to revise his thesis, was messy in the wind. Looking at the white snow and the antique house made of wood, feeling the biting cold wind, he couldn't help but feel a burst of despair in his heart. It is difficult for people who are unable to farm, have no household registration, and whose identity is unknown to survive the cold winter in a foreign country. But... If she is lucky, it is true that she was picked up and did not have to die early in the cold and windy snow. If she is unlucky, then it is true that her life would be better than dying in the snow. Later, Lu Qi'an met someone. She felt that staying with her was as sweet as honey. However, she knew that she had many secrets, secrets that could not be explored even if they were so intimate with her that they could rub each other's cheeks together. Later, Lu Qi'an met a friend who came from the same world as her, completed a mission, and delivered a sincere gift. As for those joys and sorrows, partings and farewells, all the love, hate, ignorance, anger and resentment, they will all dissipate with the cold wind... ———————— Apocalypse, early summer In the palace, silence, silence Suddenly, flames shot into the sky, swords flashed, and The mutiny... Began Just like the collapse of the Su royal family in the previous dynasty But the strange thing is that this seems too easy, almost without any effort. The two missionaries could never imagine It turns out that the mission target they were looking for was actually the person they spent time with, their true love. A suspicion, no matter how sincere, cannot be worth it The hatred of the country and the family, the pain of losing a child Don't say that you are not sincere, but you can't do anything. There are obstacles in front of you and heavy stones in your heart, so you hide your love deeply, until heaven and man are separated, and it is difficult to achieve perfect love. Stubborn and sensitive people, don't be sad, your lover will be waiting at the end ———————— "Are you really sure?" A mechanical sound sounded in the remote hall Lu Qian and Lin Xicheng looked at each other and said "Yes" in unison. "Then you can't go back even now. Have you really thought about it?" "Xiaojiu, Ayan... Ayan is still so young, she can't die, I want to save her!" Lin Xicheng choked with tears, and there were faint tears in her red eyes. She had no choice. The technology here couldn't save Ayan. She could only ask the system to take her to the real world for treatment. "Yan Yan is so cute, how could I not save her? She wants to call me aunt. Besides, I am an orphan. Wherever the person I like is, my home will be." Lu Qian was infected by Lin Xicheng's emotions, his voice was hoarse but firm. "Okay." After a few breaths, there was only a slight sigh in the hall. ———————— Apocalypse three years, late summer Inside Fengqi Palace A gentle-looking beauty shouted hysterically at the man in bright yellow clothes: "Your Majesty, what have you done to A-Yan? Where have you taken my A-Yan?" Her voice was shrill and tears were streaming down her face. Seeing her lover crying so sadly, Lin Xicheng hurriedly walked over and took her into his arms. The woman struggled violently, kept beating her, and cried. "A Cheng, please give me back my Yan Yan." The voice was filled with deep sadness, and tears almost wet Lin Xicheng's arms. "Ah Mo, calm down, Ah Yan will come back... Will come back." ——————— Later, Su Jinchen and Su Jinmo launched a coup, and Lu Lineren finally determined the mission goal and completed the system-stipulated task of returning the dynasty to legitimacy. In the end, Lu Qi'an fell off a cliff and died, and the emperor and empress left their hearts. Only swaying in the cold wind a prayer "Su Jinchen, I wish you long peace" - Lu Qian But the story is not over yet... "Prayer" Snow falls on the eaves of Yidu, Proclamation of a dynasty located in winter. You handed me half a piece of rock candy, It is the only light I touch in the abyss. If you want to use lies as your warp and weft, Weaving prison. But it can't be stopped, Under the soil of hate, The seeds of love sprout quietly. When the offensive and defensive plans take away the last wind, I will complete the protection in the fall. May my return journey be It can change your country forever. The wind and snow will eventually stop, in another world, We will meet again, A spring without fighting and hatred Purpose: Naughty people need a lover they can't drive away, and suspicious people need absolute loyalty.