This Love Has Nothing to Do with the Wind and the Moon

I was about to tell you my return date, but before I could say anything Chun Rong swallowed miserably: Life is full of love and infatuation, and this hatred has nothing to do with the wind and the moon. Don't renovate the song of departure, a song can teach you how to feel the knot in your heart: You have to see all the flowers in Luo Cheng, it's easy to say goodbye to the spring breeze together. The male protagonist - Dongfang Luofeng, the prince of a certain nomadic tribe, is apprenticed to the peerless master Qian Qiuxue. The heroine - Nian Bijiao, whose true identity is the princess of the Dragon Clan in the Central Sea, accidentally came to the world and had no idea who her biological parents were, so she had two adoptive parents. Li Zhanshao, who was born in a sword-making family, accidentally got a secret. When Wenquxing went down to earth to congratulate Zhonghai and the Dragon Clan of the East China Sea for their marriage, he stole the Dragon Yuan of the Dragon Prince Zhonghai and the Dragon Princess of the East China Sea who were getting married, and forged two swords. Twenty years later, Princess Zhonghailong accidentally came to the world and studied under the peerless master Qian Qiuxue. Eating. Qian Qiuxue: "Master's hairline has receded." Reverse order Table of contents Nian Bijiao: "It's not that Master's hairline is receding, but that Master's life is advancing Enter. " Love island side. Dongfang Luofeng and Nian Bijiao ran toward each other with swords in hand. Dongfang Luofeng sheathed his sword in time. Nian Bijiao's sword pierced Dongfang Luofeng's chest. Dongfang Luofeng: "Sister, if there is an afterlife, I will accompany you to see all the people." Fire. Nian Bijiao: "Brother Luofeng, if there is an afterlife, I will still protect the Ming Dynasty. " Wedge "Wow -" a loud cry pierced the silent night sky, "It's a baby girl." Madam Zhang Luer grinned with sweat on her face. "Giving birth? Giving birth? ! "Zhang Luer shouted at the door. "Keep your voice down!" On the broken bed in the corner of the room, a beautiful young woman was sweating profusely, her face was pale, and two lines of hot tears rolled down, disappearing continuously into the satin-like hair spread on the pillow. After a while, he slowly turned over and knelt on the bed, kowtowing "dong dong" to Mrs. Zhang Lv'er. Madam Zhang Lv'er held a baby the size of a broomstick wrapped in a rag in one hand, while she hurriedly helped the young woman. Zhang Luer heard the sound and pushed the door open and ran in, "Girl, don't do this, we are poor people, we can't afford it!" The young woman said to Zhang Luer and his wife with tears in her eyes: "Uncle and aunt, you also saw that if you hadn't hidden me in the kang hole just now, our mother and daughter would have become ghosts under the knife. It has been an hour since the pursuers were killed. If they can't be found in this area, they will definitely turn back. This child shouldn't have come into this world at all, and now I can't even care about my own life or death. The child is given to you. Whether he lives or dies, it depends on his destiny!" He said, turned around and took the baggage at the foot of the kang, took out two pieces of clothes and put them on the head of the kang. "Please ask Auntie to cut these two clothes into two small clothes for the child!" He also took out a gold ingot and said, "I'll ask Auntie to get some food for the child." My mother begged this from the palace when I was a child. Thank you uncle and aunt for saving your life! Please keep it in mind!" Mrs. Zhang Lu'er quickly declined, "Take the others. We can't take this, it's too precious!" "The life-saving grace is more important than anything else!" After repeated refusals, Mrs. Zhang Lu'er had no choice but to accept it. The young woman turned around and opened a wooden box. Inside, two three-foot-long swords lay side by side. Under the dim oil lamp, the scabbards emitted bursts of cold light, making people shudder! Zhang Luer and his wife could not help but take two or three steps back, looking at the swords with horrified expressions. "Let my little girl depend on him for life and death." After saying that, he simply packed up his baggage, got down to the ground, dressed neatly and knelt down again in front of Zhang Lv'er and his wife. Mrs. Zhang Luer took off her worn scarf and tied it around the woman's head. "Girl, it's cold outside. People who have given birth should not be exposed to the cold. Although this is old, it can keep out the cold." Zhang Luer also found two old gloves from somewhere and gave them to the young woman. With tears in her eyes, the young woman picked up the sword and the baggage, and Zhang Luer and his wife sent her out through the Chaimen at the back. Until she disappeared into the vast night. He turned around and bolted the door. Just as he returned to the house, there was a "bang bang" knock on the door. Zhang Luer went to open the door in fear. As soon as the door latch was opened, several men in black broke in and took a closer look. They were the ones who had been here an hour ago, and they all looked fierce. The tall man in the lead pulled Zhang Luer from the collar and shouted, "Honestly, has a young woman been here before?" Zhang Luer was frightened with his feet dangling in the air and cried: "Sir! It's really not! It's just such a small place, wasn't it searched just now?!" The tall man threw Zhang Luer to the ground hard. After a few steps, she kicked open the door. Madam Zhang Luer got up from the kang in fear. The tall man looked at the blood on the floor and sniffed hard: "Where did the blood come from?" Zhang Lv'er "plopped" and fell in from the door, lying on the ground shivering. Zhang Lv'er's wife stretched out her hand shakingly from the shabby quilt, wrapped it in a rag with blood still leaking out. "Sir! The old slave accidentally hurt his hand while chopping firewood." The tall man looked suspiciously inside and outside the house. With a wave of his hand, he walked out of the door and disappeared under the starlight. Zhang Luer pressed against the door until he heard no more noise, then turned around and entered the house: "Where's the child?" "Sheepshed!" The couple picked up the oil lamp, pushed open the small door next to the kang, and went straight to the sheepfold. When they looked up, they were shocked! What did they see? ! In the drafty sheep shed supported by four poplar pillars, a sword hung high in the air, dazzling like a golden little sun. The light poured down like water, illuminating the baby in the thatch. Zhang Luer and his wife approached. The baby slept comfortably and peacefully, with a faint smile on his pink face, as if he was in the warm embrace of his mother. Purpose: Unknown