[Palace/Rebirth/Reunion/Two-way Rush] Short Story
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Xiao Feng brings Ji to protect you, and Qi hopes that you will live in peace for a long time.
May your longing be smooth and worry-free, but your farewell may be troublesome and all be well.
May you always be happy all year round, and may you be worry-free and blessed year after year.
They met each other when they were young and fell in love with each other, and they grew up together day and night.
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Mu Ci'an died five years ago.
He died on a snowy winter night, in Xiao Qi's arms.
He was originally a handful of snow, melting quietly in the emperor's hottest palm.
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Five years after Xiao Qi ascended the throne, he did not accept a concubine or establish a queen. He piled the best medicinal materials in the world in the Qianyuan Hall, but could not keep a single person.
The courtiers scolded him for being stupid, and the censor accused him of being indulged in personal affairs. He drew his sword and killed him at the doorstep.
No one dared to mention that name again.
Until the second son of Wei Shangshu Mansion committed suicide by taking poison. When he woke up, his temperament changed drastically——
I love eating sweet-scented osmanthus cake, climbing trees and riding horses, and running wildly in the snow.
The most terrible thing is that the way he looks at people is very much like that old friend.
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Mu Cian came back with a strange body.
He thought that he would stay in this deep palace and be "Wei Changzai" for the rest of his life.
Until that day when I was breaking plum blossoms in the imperial garden and bumped into Xiao Qi.
The emperor treated him coldly, and he fled, kneeling in the snow and crying like a child.
Little did he know that the man had broken the jade pendant around his waist and was facing a note in Jingxiang Hall, his hand shaking so much that he could not hold the pen.
"Meeting you for the first time is like an old friend returning home."
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Small Theater
> Xiao Qi: "Move to Qianchao Palace."
Mu Ci'an (strongly speaking): "I am just a constant presence, and I am not in line with etiquette."
Xiao Qi (pinching his chin): "Are you trying to make me angry on purpose?"
Mu Cian (eyes red): "Your Majesty said it himself, please speak politely."
Xiao Qi: "..."
That night, someone was pinned down on the couch and shouted "husband" with blood dripping from his ears all night long.
Intention: Regardless of life and death, old friends will eventually return.
