In the winter of the forty-fifth year of Yinzhen, Song Xunqing fell in a pool of blood, muddy water mixed with snow slurry got into his eyes, and his stomach hurt like burning.
But he had no time to care because he was dying.
A plum blossom piece fell in front of him, and he opened his eyes with difficulty.
Not far away, a woman wrapped in a red coat, with skin that is better than snow and dust-proof, stands under the plum blossom tree, clasping her hands in prayer.
"Is it the Plum Blossom Fairy?"
He actually had the sinful thought of dragging the fairy in front of him into the mud.
"Forget it, the plum blossoms will still bloom on the branches."
For no reason, for no apparent reason, a sentence came to his mind.
"You came too late."
In fact, it was not too late, it was not spring yet, so he had the idea of living again.
In the forty-sixth year of Yinzhen's reign, it was raining and snowing on the streets of Jiangdu.
However, Yunshuiju was very lively, and the drunk Li Jia mistook the man in front of him for a butler.
The man's eyebrows were like distant mountains and his eyes were like snow. He was just about to kill the offending woman who grabbed his clothes.
But he was shocked to realize that this face was that of the banished immortal in the flying snow.
Perish, he is willing to perish.
Jiangdu's two years of absurdity are out of control.
That night, he remembered that Li Jia gave him a lot of money and items.
At that time, he didn't understand why Li Jia gave him so many things at once, until she disappeared the next day.
All that was left behind was a plum tree, her various ornaments and arrangements, the plum tree she planted herself in the yard, and the wine she had just buried under the tree.
He just woke up from his dream.
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Li Jia met Song Xunqing again in the second year after the new emperor ascended the throne.
She went to steal the secret report, but she didn't pay attention to the purple official robe and fell straight into his trap.
Huo Zhezi polished his old friend's face and reflected his slightly stunned look in his pupils.
She didn't know how Song Xunqing turned from a young boy to the left prime minister of the court. She only knew that a man was now tied up in front of the court and wanted to "convict" her.
Li Jia closed his eyes and told him his crime, but he said it lightly.
"Now that we've said this, what about the debt we owe?"
Li Jia could only peck the corner of his lips tentatively. He didn't know if it was because his cheap dad happened to come over at this time, or for some other reason.
He actually let himself go back.
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Note: The female protagonist was emotionally dull in the early stage, only recognizing interests but not feelings. Later, under the guidance of the male protagonist step by step, she dared to face up to her feelings for the male protagonist.
Double cleansing, both body and mind are clean.
There are no absolutely good or bad characters, and each character's personality is complex.
Mission: Love is greater than death
