Take Precautions and Lean In, Take a Good Pillow

Since ancient times, the sea has turned into mulberry fields, and it has become illusory several times. The years are passing by, and things are changing. I can only hope that old dreams will remain the same, but old friends will remain the same. He is the leader of the Four Emperors, and his power dominates the heavens. The immortals only said that the Beiqing Emperor was of peerless splendor and banished the immortal to the city. Who knew that he was riddled with scars hidden under his snow-white clothes. There are thousands of songs in Sansheng Palace, but without her company, there will be no sound anymore. On that day, there was a feast in Tianque, and the sound of the flute that he remembered deeply came from the back garden of the palace. He looked for her anxiously, and his horse Feng Luan raised her head and neighed. She slowly raised her eyes, and her still intoxicating face struck his heart hard. "Emperor Beiqing?" She opened her lips lightly, her eyes like autumn water, clearly reflecting his happy and embarrassed expression at this moment. "..." Emperor, it's such a strange title, but it's okay. He slightly raised the corners of his lips and walked towards her firmly. "This flute in the hands of Immortal Jiuxi was given to me by Yue Lao some time ago. He said that the person who can play this flute is Mo Qing's destined lover, which means..." Seeing her blinking in confusion, his narrow eyes gradually showed a little smile, like stars, lighting up the ink sky. "You are my—Empress" Ah Jiu, this time it is me who is strategizing, not to dominate the three realms, but just to win the heart of my old friend, light up the lamp and stay together for a good time.