It was winter, and when I looked up, I saw that everything was white.
He Jingchuan was wearing a black robe, standing in the yard and looking at the sky, looking lonely. After a moment, he slowly stretched out his hand, caught a snowflake, and murmured: "It's snowing."
At this time, a servant came out of the house, put a thick fox fur on him, and said: "Junhou, it's getting cold, please go back to the house."
He Jingchuan was noncommittal, lowered his eyes, and asked: "He Qi, is Axue here?"
The young man said: "Jun Hou, have you forgotten that the ninth princess got married a year ago?"
After a long time, He Jingchuan finally suppressed the depression and pain surging in his heart, and said calmly: "Losing the one you love is a bone-breaking pain. How can you forget it?"
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Intention: With hope, there will be light