Limited to 500 words. Drinking the magnolia in the morning will make the dew fall, and dining with the autumn chrysanthemum in the evening will make the flowers fall. "
A happy life is enough.
Zhu Huan closed his eyes with a smile and felt a chill on his neck.
The moment the executioner raised his knife and brought it down, his spirit was wiped out.
Zhu Huan felt that his soul gradually floated up. The body with the missing head still remained on the guillotine. The people in the audience were crying and roaring. They wanted to squeeze onto the stage, but the soldiers could not bear to stop them anymore. The people knelt beside the corpses and shouted Qin Hui's name. The curses shook the sky...
But these have nothing to do with him anymore.
Zhu Huan floated higher and higher, higher than the bell tower of Lin'an. He saw Sheng Xue in white among the crowd. She was looking at him. He smiled at her and he saw her mouth moving.
"Drinking magnolias in the morning with their fallen dews, dining with autumn chrysanthemums in the evening. "
She still remembers it, remembers the carefree life in the past.
Zhu Huan's soul flew towards the imperial city, but she did not chase him. She knew where he had gone, and he must have been coveting it for a long time. Qing Yao walked out of the crowd, her white clothes spotless, and her green jade tassels hanging from her black bun, swaying with Qing Yao's steps.
Ten years in the human world is longer than a hundred years in the mountains.
If I had never moved my ordinary heart, if I had never moved my true heart, if I had never crossed paths...
Everything wouldn't be like this anymore.
Qingyao thought comfortingly that without those intersections, everything would not be like this.
She lowered her head and walked step by step.
Until I saw a bright yellow garment embroidered with white autumn chrysanthemums.
She just discovered,
Everything is destiny.