Ye Ling, the Son of Go South Chronicles

The fifteen-year-old girl went south and was sent to the lower world as soon as she came of age. She became a recorder of kindness and kindness. Holding a record of kindness and kindness, she persisted in making decisions and resolutely entered the leadership of the prince. From then on, she observed all the situations in the world and searched for good and evil. The sky is poor and the sky is blue, It tells the story of lasting emotions. Seven years of sin, Inextricable grievances. Mirror Southwest Bridge, An obsession that practitioners can't let go of. ………… "Luoyan once said that the embroidered folding fan was a relic of her mother. When her mother was still alive, she asked her to give the embroidered folding fan to the person she really fell in love with. The night we escaped, Luoyan said that she would hand it over to me when we get married. She said that if she leaves me one day, she will let me bury this embroidered folding fan with her and let me live well. Because, it is enough to have this folding fan that we once owned together. She will wait for me by the Wangchuan River with the lovesickness engraved on it. She wants me to continue living, to look at the most beautiful scenery in the world for her, to taste the best food in the world for her, and to live the most satisfying life in the world for her. She... Wants me to live! She wants me to... Live! " Xiang Nan watched blankly as Ye Qing covered his eyes with his palms, but couldn't stop the tears. Suddenly, his eyes felt extremely uncomfortable, and he felt like crying. However, when he thought that his eyes that had been severely damaged might not be able to shed tears at this moment, his heart felt swollen and painful, as if all the tears had flowed back to his heart, which was extremely sour. ………… "Then, those who have recited the Buddha's name for seven years should also know that I am just your karma, and it is the karma that you must eliminate that should not exist!" He lowered his head with a choked voice, and continued in a tone that seemed to have transcended: "The previous seven years were just a bad fate..." Yang Ze unconsciously took a step back with a face full of pain, "Nate fate? Haha... Xiao Yixiao, you actually said that those seven years were just a bad fate...? Could it be that I have been chanting for seven years just to make you remember the word "unfortunate fate"? Little Iris..." The silent grief spread from Yang Ze's body, and Xiang Nan felt a pain spreading from within, as if every muscle, bone, and vein were crying. Finally, it all poured into the bottom of his heart, making him almost breathless. However, no tears could be shed in his eyes, and he could only vaguely look at the person who seemed to have been separated for two centuries from hurting himself. "I shouldn't have appeared here today, no... I shouldn't have appeared in the empire that belongs to your Yang family from the beginning to the end!" She said these hateful words with a slightly stiff voice. Iris dug her nails deeply into her palms, and her eyes had lost focus and lost their luster. ………… This article is a short story divided into sections. It will be uploaded one piece a week and completed every week. If you like it, check it out! ... Well... That's it!