A Thousand Mountains Will Never Forget a Lover

"Nanshan Wuyu has seen the emperor and the empress." The young man in Moyi smiled softly with a grain of bright red cinnabar between his eyebrows, but his eyes were like a pair of dark jade, but there was no trace of friendship. After being imprisoned in the palace by the queen for three years in vain, when I first saw the face that was exactly the same as the old one, I broke the teacup and shed tears on my red sleeves. "Wuyu, unintentional and ruthless, abandon me like a shoe." Even though the young master is unintentional and ruthless, Luoxue follows without regrets. You can let the beauties overwhelm the country and the city, and the young master is ruthless, and he will never pity his beauty. Wuyu never refused to let Luoxue take one more step, but he always tried to solve her problems and let her fool around around him. After all her heartless words were spoken, she finally responded to him and left him. But when the army came to the city and it snowed in June, what was he doing? "It's just that after this farewell or meeting again, it may only be fate in the next life." He said softly, just like his usual laughter. "Okay..." Nanshan Town, at the foot of Nanshan Mountain, is still prosperous. The fairies in red clothes are no longer seen in the world, and the jade-free young master who is like an immortal is no longer seen in the world. One night when the moon was full and the wind was cold, he picked her up and chuckled: "Wuyu changed his mind." "That day, he took you away here. Do you think he will come again this time?" How could she, a silly guy, guess that he would come...