At dawn, the fragrance and mist are lingering in the air.
In order to move my soul, I sleep on flowers and have no intention of being pious.
"Qian Ling, you are such a rude girl, be careful not to get married."
He smiled mischievously, not forgetting to lift her chin teasingly with a folding fan.
At the end of the night, the music of the Eastern Qingkong and Qin swayed me down.
In order to be frightened, the leaves and flutes are singing, but I have no intention of Zhaohua.
"Are you a fool? Jump down after me and you will die?" She shouted at him.
"Qian Ling, when did I say I'm a fool? My name is Feng Min." Facing her words, he was neither angry nor annoyed, and still had the playboy's smile on his face.
For more than ten days, the six worldly things were so desolate that it was hard to say all the bitter words.
Not for survival, just for being safe and sound with you, weeping blood and looking beautiful.
"Qian Ling, don't look at me like that. Could it be that you have fallen in love with me?" He was seriously injured, but he still held her in his arms and looked for a way out of Xiangliu Snake Cave, with his exclusive fox smile on his face.
At the end of that year, Baiyun Canggou was in love and troubled times.
Not for the audience, just for the warmth in your arms, so close to you.
"Qian Ling, what should I do? You have seen them all, and you have to take responsibility for them." His clothes were in tatters, and the flesh and blood from his wounds were twisted and hideous, but he did not forget to tease the person in front of him who was crying in silence.
At that time, the dust settled with just one thought.
Not for the next life, just to meet you on the way, but the love is deep.
"Qian Ling, let's go." His faint tone made her feel a little scared, but this time, there was no smile on his face.
As indifferent as a stranger.
Under the bodhi tree, watching the chess game without saying a word.
Flowers bloom and Bodhisattvas are born, and the whole world is filled with Bodhisattva's smiles.
Heaven is impermanent, and earth is impermanent.
Looking back, the Buddha is me, and I am you.
One picture worships the spirit, and the world is the heaven.
Past life, present life, next life.
Worry about gains and losses.
"Whether it's the fourth young master of the Feng family or the emperor of Fengtian. In my mind, you will always be the free-spirited, uninhibited, narcissistic and arrogant young master Feng Min."