A silly girl who was abandoned by her family and then rescued by an immortal and brought back to the fairy world;
A stern young man who was "sored" by the Immortal Emperor and became the chief disciple of the Immortal;
A lazy prince who is a capable minister and talented scholar who has protected the emperor and the country since childhood;
A protected weak emperor who was not proficient in the "must-learn" literary, Taoist and military strategies,
There were messy red threads between them. They knew what they were holding, but they couldn't see the other end of the red thread in their hands.
Between them, it seems that they have gone through vicissitudes of life and changes in the world, but later on, the results are not satisfactory.
Between them, white snow like catkins was flying, the hands they held were moist, and the warmth coming from the lips that were close together was mixed with thick blood.
When a sword pierces the heart. When the corners of the mouth draw a gentle arc. His dark eyes were instantly warmed by spring. When the slender pale hand slipped to the ground. When the blood on the chest blooms into a dazzling red lotus.
Will you remember the conversation that year?
"Muxue Muxue, naturally I envy the snow's flawless whiteness, crystal-clear gentleness, and free flying..."
"Then brother Muxue, why do you like Honglian?"
"Because it's the happiest color."
"The happiest color?"
"Yes. The happiest color, the color you can enjoy with your family and loved ones..."
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