Nine years ago, Zhou He was slandered and lost control of his emotions. He developed strange pupils and ruined the face of the person who spread the rumors.
Yan Daoyi, the Taoist priest of Baiyunguan, personally went down the mountain, looked at her birth chart, and shook his head: Let me take this child away. There will be a disaster when she is 24 years old.
From then on, the beloved little princess became obedient and silent, and lived a lonely life in the mountains.
Zhou He made a wish: At least let me have a warm birthday before I die.
Later, when Yun Muchen walked up the mountain in the snow, Zhou He burst into his sight wearing a red cloak.
Yun Muchen, who was in a high position, laughed at his friends, saying that since there is love, how could he not do it?
Until one day.
Yun Muchen knelt devoutly in front of Yan Daoyi, holding his life chart in both hands:
I beg Master to give her half of the rest of my life.
Zhou He was tortured to the point of becoming emaciated by the strange eyes, and he hugged him from behind with difficulty: Mu Chen, it's fine now, there's no need to interfere with my cause and effect.
