"Painting the Heart as a Cage" Jiuzhou Haimuyunji Emperor and Empress colleagues

The begonias are all over the sky, and there is a faint fragrance.

The sky was bright and clear, with no clouds in the sky.At this time, you can see the distant mountains, and you can also hear the gurgling water under the bridge.In the afternoon, a carriage drove slowly on the stone road, running over the flower bones scattered all over the ground.

The window curtains of the carriage were lifted quietly, and the woman in the carriage stuck out half of her head, admiring from the heart.There are few people here, but there are begonias everywhere, and the sky is so vast—this scene is so beautiful.

Nan Ku Mingyi took another look at the scene outside the window, finally put down the curtain contentedly, and smiled knowingly.

How long had it been since she had seen the outside world—a month?a year?Years?If you ask her herself, I'm afraid she doesn't know at all.Because in the past, there was no time, no feeling, and there would be no passing of life, so there would be no sense of loss.

This is what Mr. Long told her.

As for who Mr. Long is, she doesn't know either.All she knew was that he was always dressed in dark suits, with gray hair reaching to his shoulders, but with cold eyes, a peculiar temperament, and even...a self-evident evil spirit.

I can't get any results from him—that's how it was when I first saw him...

It was later heard that Empress Nanku was buried in the Ming Emperor's Mausoleum with her clothes and hats together. However, some years ago, she crawled out of a cold grave in the wilderness, her clothes were covered in blood.

The moment he came back from the dead, the first person he saw was him.

"The Nanku family, the empress of Emperor Ming, seized power, plotted rebellion, and executed Changdian. There is no such person in the world anymore. ’ He stood in front of her, looking down at her, without any ups and downs in his words, ‘From now on, you will have no name or surname, just live here. 』

She looked around blankly, except for a hut in the hazy mist where the morning smoke was rising, there was only dense vegetation and an unnamed grave where she was.

She just felt cold.

"Where is this? 』

"There is no name here, and there are secret barriers in a five-mile radius. Outsiders can't get in, and you can't get out. It's enough to keep you safe." 』

"You are Mei..." Then she had a sudden insight with cold eyes, and raised her head to ask him, "Why save me?" 』

"For the mandala flower, make an appointment with him. ’ But he didn’t seem to answer the question, and then put a black plain dress on the soil in front of her, and said to her, ‘Here, time is still, and people don’t feel anything when they’re alive, so just stay as you are. 』

Living without feeling... How is it different from her before?

As soon as she heard this, she felt displeased, "Since you intend to save me, why do you keep me locked in this cage?" 』

"There are people who protect your life with death, and there are people who try their best to keep their promises. Now that the world is not in peace and heroes are in troubled times, they still want you to live..." He twitched his brows and stared at her gloomily, "It seems that there is some crime, You still deserve it. 』

"The one who saved me... who is it?" 』

"When the time comes, you will know it yourself. 』

That was the last word she heard.

From then on, in that world, no one appeared again.

When she saw him again, that day, he suddenly appeared in front of her again, with a carriage behind her.She sat on it resolutely, and was taken out of that barrier by him since then...

It has been three days since the boat and car are exhausted.

After a few short stays along the way, she just came to know this world, which is no longer the world she knew before—the Battle of Apocalypse, the three points of Kyushu, Beilu and Wanzhou were respectively defeated by Shuofeng, Ye and Mu Ruhanjiang. Squatting, still staring at the helpless Zhongzhou Tianqi.Recently, news came from the apocalypse that the Weiping Emperor Mu Yunsheng disappeared after taking the Zen throne. Right now, only a little emperor named Mu Yunhuan is left in the eastern part of the Muyun royal family.

Thinking of this, she smiled again - in the past, she had thought about how close the imperial power was; now she is just an ordinary woman in Yunyun Kyushu.

Now that the world is divided into three parts and full of cracks, what does it mean to her?Time flies, and she is no longer Nan Ku Ming Yi.

Soon, the carriage finally stopped.

She heard the voice of Mr. Long jumping out of the car, through the curtain, he could only say two neat words, "Here we are."

Then she rolled up the curtain, leaned over under the support of Mr. Long, and gently got off the carriage.

A black cloak reaches the ground, beautiful hair in a bun, light gauze and plain clothes.Under the warm sun, she stood firm and raised her head slightly - what fell into her eyes was a deep house.She looked at the house in amazement, although the exterior wood color is not magnificent, it is also new and beautiful.At first glance, it feels a little deja vu...

Glancing around again, one can only see that there are people and silence, and the streets are full of begonias, even more so.

But compared with her, I'm afraid that Hua Can's heart will be fascinated.

She looked at Mr. Long and asked, "What is this place?"

"Don't you want to know who saved you back then?" He replied indifferently, raising his head and winking at the door, "Go in, he is already waiting for you."

A burst of doubt suddenly arises spontaneously.

Under his signal, she still walked up the steps in front of the door with hesitation, and finally pushed the door lightly and entered.

As soon as you enter the door, old shadows and old dreams come flooding in—every brick, tile, plant, and tree in front of you are very similar to the former residence of Qinyi Pavilion!It's no wonder that the house is so familiar and at a loss what to do when it sees this house. It turns out that all the squares and inches have been repaired with Qinyi Pavilion.

She walked around dully, just looking at the flowers on horseback, she was too surprised to take a closer look.After just a few steps, you are on the cobblestone road leading to the back garden.

Since she took the first step into this mansion, she has been secretly thinking a thousand times in her heart—who is the one who saved her?And why does she have a house that is meaningful and similar to her?

All the puzzles, and finally, the moment she stepped into the back garden, she was shocked——

The courtyard is deep, mottled by the warm afternoon sun, and a tree of begonias is in full bloom in the courtyard.

The rose-colored crabapple flowers are bright and bright, and the leaves are Zhenzhen.A breeze came slowly, blowing the sleeves and robes of the man under the tree fluttering.

The man was dressed in a jade-colored robe, and the blue hair behind him was flying in the wind, and the figure around his back also showed a strong gentle and free and easy attitude.And in his arms, he was holding a little girl.The little boy tilted his head for a while, and gestured with his hands for a while. At first glance, he looked no more than four or five years old.

Bathed in the golden light under the tree, the man and the girl stood with their backs to each other.The two seem to look up at the flowers, and they seem to be chatting with each other... It has turned into the most beautiful painting in the world, called Tianlun.

She stayed where she was, not even daring to breathe hard, just staring blankly at the scene in front of her—the scene in her dream was revealed, and that figure was so familiar yet strange, all of which made her flustered!

Is he the one who saved her?He and she... who are they?

The man was startled to feel a rustle behind him, so he turned his head to look - her heart trembled, it was Mu Yunsheng!

He caught a glimpse of her, but was unmoved.

Instead, he put his lips into a slight smile, and sighed softly into the ear of the girl in his arms, "Look, who's here?"

She paused for a while, then turned her head to meet Nan Ku Mingyi's gaze.

Her tiny appearance completely shocked her - her immature and delicate outline was actually very similar to her own!Taking a closer look, there is a bit of Yinger's shadow in the eyebrows and eyes, and a bit of a fighting look!

What is particularly eye-catching is the hairpin on the girl's hair, which obviously does not match her age--the phoenix luan bead and the golden silk spread the wings, which means to move by the phoenix, and to show the world.That hairpin was given to her by that person when she was 16 years old, and it was called "You Feng Lai Yi"...

The girl originally had a calm face, but when she saw her, she smiled and said two words happily—"Mother!"

It was that soft and cute call that completely made her lose her strength, and she fell to the ground in shock!The dense fog instantly engulfed the eyes, and the bottom of my heart throbbed for a long time...

What shocked her the most was that the girl's star-studded eyes were dyed with a layer of dark brown exactly like the man's, bright and clear!

She couldn't help but recall what the man in front of her had said to her many years ago——

"Under the begonia flowers, bright eyes are shining. He looked back and smiled, not really, "it will be a pure and kind child, just like... Ying Er." 』

"This is impossible!" Tears came out of my eyes decisively, and the voice questioned, but in the end, a question arose, "How...is this possible?"

Mu Yunsheng glanced at her indifferently, then lowered his eyes, and carefully placed the girl in his arms on the ground.He swung his frivolous sleeves, and then circled the little one who was a little frightened by the scene in front of his legs to protect her.

I haven't seen him for many years, but his charm still exists, and his face is as good as before, but his childishness has receded, and he has added a little more royal appearance.The traces of time on his face instantly, his every movement and stillness, are a little more like that person before...

"Yongning 25, Lichun, Princess Ningmo, the ninth daughter of the Ming Emperor, was born, but unfortunately died. At the same time, there was a baby crying quietly in Weipingzhai." His tone was calm, but her voice made her palpitate, "You said , how is this impossible?"

"He..." She was at a loss, mentioning him, her lips and teeth would still tremble slightly, "He clearly...killed her..."

At the end of the words, she looked at the girl in disbelief again, but her gaze was even more startled!

The scenes that once made her heart-rending were lingering in her mind countless times.But as time went by, in that world without feeling, she had already been numb in pain, numb and painful, and could only accept it over and over again—in the end, any feeling was no longer a feeling.

But now, the person standing in front of him is indeed a living little person...

Sudden free time and worry, how afraid she is that Mu Yunsheng is also lying to her-she is not the little figure with whom she has a short relationship...

"'Ninth Princess' is indeed dead, but your child——isn't dead." His voice was very soft, yet faintly heavy, "Father...he never really killed her from the beginning to the end."

His words finally made her feel at ease, and also disintegrated her years of deep-rooted beliefs, and instantly collapsed!

He rolled his calm eyes, it was obvious that the scene in front of him made him unable to bear it any longer.

"As soon as she was born, she was secretly raised in my Weiping Zhai." He left the girl where she was, while he walked towards the place where she was. The struggle for imperial power, the bloody storm."

However, he stopped just a few steps away from her, not wanting to get any closer.

"In front of the courtiers, before the writing of the history books, and in front of you, the only thing my father can do is to falsely claim that the ninth princess is dead..." He paused for a moment, subconsciously looking back The little figure under the tree was helpless but relieved, "So this child is not a princess, she is just a happy and kind little doll who grew up in an ordinary family..."

She was so sad that she couldn't breathe, and she pressed her hands tightly to the ground so that she could support her trembling body!

In his memory, he was clearly the most cruel and unfeeling, he held her tenderly, but told her with the most vicious smile - their child died, he killed her!She especially remembered the redness of her eyes being stained by the blood on the armor, and the sound of blood dripping in her ears, every time she would be cut into pieces by thousands of knives, and at the same time she seemed numb...

But in the end, saying that the ultimate love and hate is the most punishing heart-it's nothing more than him punishing his heart with his heart!

"He lied to me... He actually lied to me..."

She sobbed uncontrollably, the more she couldn't figure it out, the more depressed and tangled she became, and finally she roared—"Why did he lie to me!"

"Because between you and the child, he can only keep one."

She was taken aback for a moment, and looked up slowly in a daze.In the haze before his eyes, seeing Mu Yunsheng's eyes were also red.

"So he chose you... love or not, in exchange for your life." The last few words were extremely heavy, recalling the past, and now he is also sore in his heart, "and child, he can only choose to give up. She was neither Mu Yun nor Nan Ku's daughter, so she can live—as he wished, free from sin, free from threats, and live without worries..."

His words lingered in my ears for a long time.

She closed her eyes feebly, her whole body was vigilant, desolate and empty.

Suddenly there was another gust of warm wind blowing towards the face, rolling up roses and dancing all over the sky.Take a closer look, it's not the flowering begonias, but the little bit is the tears of separation...

"Now you are deeply saddened, have you never thought about what your father has done to you?" His tone was sad, but without any blame, "Why did he treat you like a mother? Why did he imprison you? Why Don’t kill you? Why did I lie to you?”

"He said...that's a game..." She couldn't breathe frequently, her head was dizzy from lack of oxygen, "It's a...a game that kills people..."

In the end, the hoarse voice gradually lost its confidence.They all saw him sad and solemn, finally crying, shaking his head back and forth sadly.

"Father called you Yinrong, thinking that if you changed your identity, he could love you unscrupulously, so why not to protect you?" She stared blankly at him leaning over, kneeling in front of her eyes, feeling sad Pious, "He imprisoned you, fearing that someone would harm you because you are pregnant with the descendant of an emperor. Isn't it just to protect you? He would rather make you hate him for the rest of his life, but he has always refused to kill you. Isn't it just to keep you?"

She stood still suddenly, but heard Mu Yunsheng utter the words that made her feel the most pain in this life, but also loved her most - "In the end, he overthrew everything and lied to you, so it's not for...love you."

Dabei has no tears at the moment, and the tears seem to condense in front of his eyes, and they will never fall again.

Dreaming back in the middle of the night, looking back to find, but that person never returns, why come lovesickness, tears, and love thoughts!

"If you can't believe or understand all of this..." He choked up and said, "Now... your child is standing in front of you, do you understand his heart?"

Passionate but always ruthless, in the thousands of palaces, the lonely king tears and thinks alone, how many tears are weeping?

In his memory, his smile and the dimples on the side of his face are still so elusive, and they still touch the most painful pain in her heart...

After tossing and turning, it turned out that she forgot to treasure his smile.

"Father has you in his heart, and he has done his best..." He raised his eyes and looked directly at her, but the gray-brown pupils in his eyes were sharp and pierced into the depths of her heart--"And you, what did you do to him again?" what happened..."

A foot of plain, dyed scarlet, as bright as a poppy——When two hearts are clearly closest to each other, there is a gap in the overlapping temperature...

In that timeless past, she lived with loneliness and coldness, living as if she was dead, and gradually felt nothing.

In the past, living in the cage of the palace had no feeling, it was as unbearable as frost eroding the bone; now living in this timeless cage, having no feeling, it is the best——Never miss each other, never miss each other, never miss each other, never miss each other Fall in love, so negative and painless.

She thought it would be a lifetime.

I don’t want to, at this moment, when I return to this world of mortals, it feels like a world away, like waking up from a dream—it turns out that waking up is so painful, longing is so painful, guilt is so painful, and reluctance is so painful— —Love, it hurts so much!

Qianjin's grief and depression finally turned into a cry of pain, but he couldn't utter all the regret and nostalgia for that person!

The flowers are falling and flying, it is the blood flowing from the tip of her heart at this moment, burying the flowers and stepping on the beauty.

"I was wrong... His sincerity, after all, I... missed it..."

She lost her voice and wanted to speak, but there was still a lot of hatred, lovesickness pierced her bones and hurt her heart.

She suddenly staggered and knelt forward and fell into his arms, holding his arms tightly with her hands, "Mu Yunsheng, I, I beg you... can you let him come back? Can you... let him come back again Come back to me? Since you have a way to bring me back to life, you must, must have a way to save him, right... right?"

Mu Yunsheng's gaze faintly met the pair of eyes that could no longer shed tears, but she felt dejected, and slowly withdrew her hand, "I... can't do it."

She froze in place, looking at him, but couldn't recover for a long time.

"Since my father passed away in your arms, all his spiritual threads have been scattered and can never be collected again." He whispered to her, weak and ethereal, "Those scattered spiritual threads, at this moment, may fall into one place. In the flowers, they may float in the air, or they may be attached to people... They are destined to be ethereal, but they will always exist and never leave."

Some hate, you don't know what to worry about until you are superficial; some love, you will never come back after all.

They will always exist and they will never leave, but she knows that she will never see the most charming dimples on the side of his face, never touch the comfortable warmth brewing on his skin, never feel his richness The lazy lingering in the big chest...

Now that she is alive, but has lost him forever, is that still alive?

Seeing her sluggish look, he knelt up, but at this moment his loose hands supported her arms.

"But no matter what, you only need to remember one thing." His words gradually brought back all her thoughts, "He will always be by your side and protect you."

"Would he?" she asked palely, trying to believe but with tears in her eyes.

But he answered firmly, "I know, he will."

After finishing speaking, he respectfully lowered his hands.Then he bowed his head, took a deep breath, then turned his head, looking for the girl under the tree.

"Qingchen," he called softly, "come here."

Xiaobudian was lowering her head to play with the crabapple picked up from the ground in her hand, seeing the crabapple withered but still in full bloom, she looked at Xinhuan.When she heard Mu Yunsheng calling her, she hesitated a little, but finally stepped forward silently, approaching the two of them.

When the little man was only a few inches away from him, he suddenly hid in his arms with a puff of smoke.She showed a small side of her face, looking at her mother secretly, with a cute but vigilant appearance.

Zhuang is only a few years old doll, indeed the other party was a little frightened when he saw it.

But in Nan Ku Mingyi's eyes, the thoughts reflected in those dark brown pupils that seemed to have been similar at this moment made her feel sad and startled.

Seeing this, Mu Yunsheng pushed her out of his arms and faced the person in front of him, "Didn't you always clamor for a mother before? Now that you finally see her, how did you become like this?"

The little girl's back was still tightly pressed against his chest, but the little girl's eyes were already different, full of hesitation and pity and bewilderment.

"Look, how sad my mother is crying!" He whispered in her ear, sad and doting, "won't you go and hug her?"

She turned her head and looked at Mu Yunsheng again, and finally walked towards her mother slowly under his encouraging eyes.

Nan Ku Mingyi was unprepared for a moment and panicked.Just as she was clumsily trying to spread her arms, the little one fell headfirst into her arms.She is not too tall, her small head just reaches her kneeling chest.

"Mother, you finally came to me..."

The side of her pink face was tightly pressed against her heart, breathing quietly and solemnly.It seemed a silent mourning, as if she knew that her father had always lived there.

At that moment, sadness flowed upstream.The heart that has been frozen for a long time and has lost consciousness feels endless pain, but at this moment, there is also a trace of warmth flowing into the heart.

Nan Ku Mingyi just stayed there quietly, with mixed emotions, no smiles and no tears - she just felt that she had been resurrected from the dead until now, and it was only at this moment that she really came back to life.

Seeing this scene, Mu Yunsheng was gratified and reluctant.

He stretched out his hand and swept the back of the little one in her arms, "Qingchen, brother six is ​​leaving."

"Brother Six is ​​leaving again?" The little one turned around from her embrace, and asked in a childish voice, "Then when will you come back?"

His eyes dimmed, and the corner of his mouth raised a slightly bitter arc, "This time... my brother won't come back."

"Why? Brother, hasn't he found that young lady yet?"

"I found it, but she... went away again." He looked away slightly, choked up a little.

The child's clearest eyes will always remind him of those eyes.

"But it doesn't matter. Sixth brother believes that he will find her this time." But he always told himself secretly that belief is the whole reason for his life, "Whether you travel to the ends of the world or to the farthest end of the world, I will find her."

Xiaobudian looked at Mu Yunsheng with wide open eyes, and suddenly raised the begonia that he had been holding tightly in his hand just now, and handed it to him.

"If brother finds little sister, brother remember to give this to her and tell her not to leave."

He took it with a wry smile, and the tears didn't condense unknowingly.

"Then you also have to remember what you promised Sixth Brother." He then reminded her, "You have to take good care of your mother instead of father."

The little one nodded very firmly and seriously, and responded with a loud "um".

And he couldn't help stroking her little head dotingly, smiling brightly.

Then, he turned his eyes to Nanku Mingyi, and said earnestly, "I promised my father to keep your mother and daughter safe, and I did it. Now, it's up to you to fulfill your promise to your father."

She frowned slightly, not knowing why.Impressively looking away from his cloudy gaze, as if looking through the past through his eyes——

"When a child is born, I know my destiny; when the child is ten years old, my head is covered with frost; when it grows to 20 years old, maybe I am already dead..." He hugged her tightly, wishing to melt her into himself In his body, "You want to live, without tears or regrets from now on, just keep it safe for the rest of your life, keep it safe for the rest of your life..."

She was suddenly mournful, shaking her head back and forth, with a half-smile expression, and quickly searched for a name in her mind.

That is a name that has been engraved in my heart for a long time - it is a name that allows the dust of the years to accumulate day after day, covering layer after layer like snow flakes, until it is flattened, flattened, so thin that I almost forget it The name—at this time today, I finally said it slowly.

"Mu Yunqin..." She smiled weakly, feeling the warm pain inside, "Mu Yunqin, what a...fool..."

"Because I love you!" He answered with tears in his eyes, "Because I love you, I don't want you to cry, I don't want you to regret, I don't want you to know... how much he loves you."

He pursed the curvature of his lips, and finally stood up slowly.Then he lowered his eyes and saw the mother and daughter cuddling each other in front of him, and smiled lightly from the bottom of his heart.

"Father used his heart to cast this cage for you." Before parting, he said to her, "From now on, you will live well in this cage...as he wished."

In the end, the promise has been fulfilled, his wish is fulfilled, and he can finally let go of everything to pursue the love in his heart.But when he passed them, he was stopped by her.

"Mu Yunsheng!" When he looked back, she just said sincerely, "Thank you..."

He smiled slightly, like Haitang Shenglie, "If you want to thank, thank my charming mother for giving birth to a son with a heart."

The last words, no longer the old shadow.

His faint smile disappeared with his turn, and he left.

Nan Ku Mingyi watched his back disappear in front of the garden gate—will Mu Yunsheng know how much he resembles his father?

"Mother..." A soft baby voice pulled her thoughts back to the surface of reality, "If you make a mess of crying, it won't look good, you can't cry anymore."

Her heart was slightly sweet, and she turned around and smiled helplessly.

"Hey, tell mom again, what's your name?" She complied with her uncontrollable heart, tightly wrapped her daughter's little hands, and looked at her with joy.

"My name is 'Qingchen'."

"Qingchen?" She was puzzled for a while, "Why Qingchen?"

"Father said..."

Frowning for a moment, she then asked suspiciously, "Have you seen your father?"

"I haven't seen it!" She replied very seriously, "But he left a book for Qingchen, called "Heart Cage Record"."

After finishing speaking, the little boy drew out his hand, hurriedly took out a purple booklet from his skirt pocket, and placed it in his mother's hand.

It was a complete purple velvet brocade book, and the cover was ironed with gold-plated Huofeng Liuyun.She was shocked, and she was no longer familiar with this thing—he used to love to keep it in his hand, and always went with him...

"Although my father is not here, he taught Qingchen a lot of truths in the book—" She happily showed her baby "Heart Cage Record" to her mother, dancing for a while, and there was a phoenix on her hair Swaying lively with her, "He also drew a lot of pictures, a lot of pictures of his mother, so that Qingchen can remember his mother's appearance."

In that brocade book, pages of yellowed verses and paintings were rolled up by the wind, outlining frames of memories in her mind, and sending them to the end of the world in front of her eyes—recalling the distant twilight, he always picked up his pen , drawing her, with a smile hidden on her lips and dimples so thick that she doesn't know what it means.

It really was a cage, caged all the thoughts he cared about the most.

"Here, Qingchen is here!"

Turning to the middle page, Xiao Budian was suddenly extremely excited, pointing his fingers at a beautiful painting, and beckoned to her.

Nan Ku Mingyi looked at the painting on her fingertips, and suddenly her heart tightened——

That was her, the one she was when she was 16 years old, the one who had begonias every year when she was 16 years old!

A snow-white dress shone brightly under the moonlight, and the beauty lowered her head and smiled.If you look closely, there is a drop of eye-catching ink stains in the painting, but there are a few lines of poetry next to it——

A song until it is scattered, two phases are clear, love, hate, obsession, and finally return to the dust

Do not be in love

Her trembling fingertips gently caressed those dry words, carefully touching the affection hidden under those words...

Tears once again condensed and condensed from her eyes, rolled down the eye sockets, flowed down the cheeks, and finally dripped slowly - falling next to the ink stain, becoming a tear in the painting.

He once said that he had already chosen the name for the child.It turned out that he had already hidden his thoughts.

Their child is called "Qing Chen"—may this life, the world of mortals, love and hate entanglement be clear—between them, no one owes the other any more.

But she still couldn't hold back the teardrops that were broken, and they fell down.

Because what made her throb the most for a long time was the word "love", but the word "diligence" was added next to it——

"May there be an afterlife, Qin will pay back..." She wept with joy, but she couldn't bear it.

"Why is mother crying again?" Qingchen was stunned when he saw her crying sadly, "Mother, are you sad?"

"Mother is not sad, but, I just miss your father..." Sudden sadness came from her, she closed her eyes, finally let go of all the guilt and sin, and faced her own heart, "I really... miss you so much he……"

She choked up unbearably, and finally soaked the child's palm with tears.

Only now did she understand that all the love he could leave for her had been poured into their child's body as early as the moment he decided to keep the child.

Qingchen—the child with his blood, the child who will accompany her for the rest of her life—no one in the world knows who she is, and no one can hurt her because of it.

And the only thing she can repay him now is to let herself live well, let herself live for him, and protect their children...

"Qingchen also misses him..." The child was very indifferent, she gently held her mother's cheek with her small hands, carefully but steadily wiped away the tears for her, "But the father said, if you miss him, come here Under the tree, look up at the flowers and the blue sky."

The childish voice wafted into the ears, pleasant to the ear.

She finally opened her eyes, and her daughter's deep and concerned little face came into view.

"He said he'd be watching us from heaven."

After Qingchen finished speaking, she quietly buried herself in her mother's arms.She has made up her mind that she will take good care of her mother for her father.

Nanku Mingyi also hugged Qingchen tightly—their child, the best gift, the deepest love, and the most sincere heart he left for her—this time, she will take good care of her and protect her again. Don't miss it either.

It is never too late to know love, and the heart is warm enough to live up to thoughts.In her tearful eyes, she finally released a continuous smile...

This year, the begonias are shining brightly, and when they meet and snuggle together, they will be cared for for a lifetime.

Later, she also made a painting for him under this crabapple tree.

In the distant life, whenever she misses, she will come under the tree, look up at the flowers, and smile knowingly at the blue sky among the flowers;

"Today, I lived for you one more day." She caressed the silhouette in the painting, with a smile on her lips, and whispered softly, "Then I will love you one more day, Qin..."

Emotionally raving, only he knows—a begonia falls off, stranded at hand, and he in the painting stands sideways, handsome as ever, living forever.

He uses his heart as a cage to trap her and love her. In his heart, she is here, and time will never be buried.

She paints with love, her bright eyes are drunk, and she smiles lightly. In her heart, he is here, and he never leaves.

In the following life, Sun and Moon Phase Instrument, Nianjun Qinqin——

She knew that they had always been in love with each other, and they would never be separated again.

(End 2018.06.02)

The author has something to say:

it is finally over!Personally, I think it’s HE, the slight sadness in HE, even though she’s worked so hard, it still keeps Ming Yi alive happily... Thank you again for your support and comments these days, I’m really grateful.At the same time, I am very sorry if I really abused you, but I still hope that you will feel relieved when you see it in the end.In my mind, Qinyi's ending like this is already the best.Hmm... the pits dug should be filled, and the foreshadowing that has been laid out for a long time should be put to good use, so it's really over!Thanks, byeee!