He had just recovered from a serious illness, and heard from Xue that the young general who had not been in Beijing for a long time had returned to the capital with the regent.
He didn't know that his empty snowfield was about to welcome the first sun.
Mu Jincheng glanced at the corridor and identified Yu Chengning. He was attracted to him as if destined, and he was willing to be captured and used.
But he didn't take the enthusiastic person seriously, just treating him as an edge piece on a complex chessboard.
His empty snowfield does not welcome outsiders he has never met, and he does not care how long this outsider can persist. He only considers whether his value is worth the return of the time and energy he has devoted.
Yu Cheng rather didn't care and didn't think that this person who seemed to be on a whim could cause any trouble, and his own energy and body were unable to deal with it.
He doesn't care, he doesn't care.
But Mu Jincheng cared very much. He felt that this man who didn't understand his appearance or force was the one he recognized.
He is willing and willing.
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—"I don't know you, but it doesn't matter, I'll wait for you to tell me yourself."
— "Wishful thinking."
- "Yu Chengning, what are you afraid of? I'm here."
- "Yeah."
Under the bright sun, the snowfield slowly showed some vitality.
But the identity of the two also means that they can't help themselves.
Above Bo Yun's treacherous court hall, there are overt guns and hidden arrows. Injuring Mu Jincheng also completely released the thoughts that had been dormant in his heart for a long time.
- "You can try, but I don't want to accompany you."
That first meeting was a conspiracy and destiny.
Two originally parallel lines of fate gradually intersected in a passing first meeting, and became tightly entwined in conspiracy and calculation.
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Concept: No matter what hard object it is, it will be wrapped in warmth