Su Huaijun

I slept all night holding the right of heaven.

When I woke up, Tianquan was still sleeping, but why is his body so cold?

I thought to myself, probably because the power of heaven has not been restored, so I sent some immortal energy to him.

Then I found something was wrong, no matter how I breathed out, Tianquan was still so cold.

I was in a hurry, got up and put on some clothes, and wanted to hug him to find Yao Wang.

As soon as he left the room, he saw several Xingjun standing there.

I said to them: "Tianquan is not feeling well, I will take him to find Yaowang."

Lord Lian Zhenxing said: "Mr. Su Huai, don't bother. Lord Tianquan has already... oh..."

"Are you lying to me? Tianquan asked me to stay yesterday. He loves me so much, how could he leave me again?"

Greedy Wolf star stepped forward and pointed at Tianquan, and Tianquan turned into a lotus flower hanging in the air, and the wind blew it away.

He said: "Now you can see clearly? Lord Tianquan will not come back again, and this Xuanming Palace will also change hands. Lord Su Huai should go back to Shushan to find your destined person."

I cried: "Why did you do this? I can save him, I can, I can give him my life, why did you disperse his fairy body?"

Greedy Wolf Star Lord said: "Although your foxtail can save lives, it's a pity that Tianquan Lord has already fallen last night, and casting spells will not help."

It turned out that Tianquan took a sigh of relief yesterday, he wanted to let go of the past with me before he left, but he couldn't bear to let me see him, but after we reconciled, his breath was finally relieved, and his fate was over.

No wonder he is willing to accept me even though he knows he can't be emotional.

If I had known this, I would have said no to him. Maybe, maybe he could live a few more days with that breath.

But in fact, Tianquan has already told me.

Last night, I was next to Tianquan, sniffing the fragrance of his body, and slept peacefully.

He turned to look at me, and said softly: "Su Huai, in fact, I knew this was the result, and I knew that you and I would never be destined. Over the years, the name next to you on the Sansheng Stone has changed so many times. There is no me, it has always been Wen Qingjun. When I wake up tomorrow morning, I will return to Chaos, and you will return to Wen Hengjun's side."

It's a pity that I was asleep at the time and didn't hear anything. Otherwise, I would have saved him even if I risked being punished by the heavens and exhausted the rest of my life.

But he knew that even if I saved him, we would still be strangers after all, so he chose to talk to me when I fell asleep.

I saw Emperor Wenchang coming to Xuanming Palace.

I wiped away my tears and asked, "Dijun isn't reading articles in Ziwei Palace right now, what are you doing here?"

Emperor Wenchang said: "Tianquan Lord suddenly fell, and we couldn't find a suitable candidate for the position of Wenqu Xingjun, so I had to let this emperor take over for a while."

I smiled wryly and said: "Before, I made a joke about Tianquan, saying that there are people with outstanding literary talents in the mortal world, and mortals all say that they are the stars of Wenqu. It is clear that many of them went to the emperor, but he took advantage of them. Thinking about it now, mortals are still smart , I have long understood that Emperor Wenchang is also a Wenqu star."

I went to Huangquan to find Po Meng and asked for Po Meng soup, drank it all in one gulp, and still remembered him.

I drank another bowl and still remembered him.

No matter how I drink it, I remember him.

He seems to have grown in my heart, and I can only forget it by cutting out my heart.

Seeing that the pot of Mengpo soup was half over, there was still a long queue behind me, and there were many ghosts waiting to drink this bowl of soup to reincarnate.

Meng Po persuaded: "I'm afraid this soup is useless to Xianjun, Xianjun should find another way?"

It turned out that they didn't lie to me, this love disaster was really miserable.

But they also lied to me, telling me that if you drink Mengpo soup, you can forget about it.

Later I thought, what's so bad about being a mortal is that you can enter reincarnation after death, unlike gods, who are really dead when they die, and can never be found again when they disappear.

I still remember that Tianquan told me that as long as he plays Wuwei, he can hear it no matter where he is.

Can he still hear me playing now?

I took my jade flute up to Zhuxian Terrace and jumped down.

May God have mercy and tell me to forget him.

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