Qinglian Snow Heavy

The envoy of the kingdom bid farewell to this matter, but Yan Ming left alone and left Qinglian behind. It was really embarrassing for Qinglian to stay in the court of another country as a priest of the Moon Kingdom.When Qinglian was at a loss, Jiarui personally helped Qinglian turn around the tall screen behind the throne and sent it to the inner hall, and Wang Li followed him in with a wink.All the people in the main hall waited quietly, watching Jiarui help Qinglian into the inner hall, but no one saved her from the evildoer.Jiarui returned to the court hall to continue discussing state affairs, while Qinglian was escorted by Wang Li all the way to Lantai.When Qinglian looked at the snow mist and mist on both sides of the nine-curved corridor on the swaying soft sedan, and the remnant lotus and green lotus, it was all gray and white, and the green color of the green lotus under the snow was particularly dazzling.Qinglian was thinking, Yan Lan couldn't bear it back then, Emperor Zi Ye didn't destroy the lotus in the end, but now the lotus and lotus coexist, and today the green lotus is in full bloom, who is it blooming for, leaving with hatred, but can't resist love And come back, is this good fortune tricking people, or is it really a reincarnation of fate?Qinglian stepped into the Lantai, and Buti who came up was crying with joy, Qinglian smiled and wiped away the wanton tears on Buti's face, then staggered up the stairs holding on to the railing.Buti didn't know about Qinglian's injury, and it was impossible for Lantai to let Wang Li carry it without Qinglian outsider, so Qinglian went upstairs alone.Wang Li held Buti back, because he knew that Qinglian must have a lot of emotions to clean up and recuperate this time when she returned to Lantai, so he didn't bother her.Qinglian went up layer by layer, and found that the place hadn't changed at all since she left Lantai. Touching the embroidered screen on the treasure pavilion, the word "Lan" was tall and straight, and Qinglian seemed to see Emperor Zi Ye penetrated into the bone marrow through its strength of character. The love of love, collected and embroidered, requires a lot of patience and longing.As for Yan Lan, she suppressed her affection and endured it bitterly. While being tortured, it was also a torture for Emperor Zi Ye.Thinking about it, Qinglian suddenly felt that she was very happy, even though she was destined to be separated, she had truly loved and deserved it!Qinglian turned into the music room, the bright pearl light coated the musical instruments stored here with a layer of soft colors, Qinglian came to stop in front of the flute stand.Stretching out his hand, looking at the gauze-wrapped fingers, he felt a little lost, thinking that his current body might be difficult to control.Qinglian sighed lightly, coughed slightly, her eyes fell to the side of the shelf, she pondered for a while, and then she became concerned.

211, Guanlan...

After leaving the music room, Qinglian went up the stairs to the execution room. Now that she was back at Lantai, the place where her biological father Yan Lan left the most traces, why didn't Qinglian go to see it even though she was afraid, or Before leaving, pay tribute to the love that was once wiped out.Qinglian plucked up the courage to push open the wooden door, and what she saw surprised Qinglian.In the empty room, it seemed that even the sound of breathing echoed, because of Qinglian's intrusion, the curtains on the walls fluttered gently.Empty, all the instruments of torture that were originally hanging on the wall have now been removed, even the tall cross in the center has been removed from the room.In fact, after Qinglian hurt her hand because of the iron chain, Jiarui ordered people to remove all the things that made Qinglian fearful in the torture room, but it was a pity that she did it too hastily. Look, Jiarui didn't realize Jiarui's painstaking efforts when he hated to leave.Qinglian walked lightly, but there was still a creaking sound when she stepped on the wooden floor, which reverberated particularly ear-piercingly.If Jiarui had been thoughtful, he would have covered the room with a carpet to cover up the traces of the cruel torture, but unfortunately he didn't.The further Qinglian walked into the house, the salty blood aura made Qinglian's wheezing and coughing aggravated.Until Qinglian walked to the center, where the original torture frame was, the bloodstains left on the ground approached her eyes, Qinglian put her hands against her painful forehead.It seemed that something was about to come out in his mind, maybe that was Yan Lan's last wish.The stagnant air made it difficult for Qinglian to breathe, and she couldn't stand steadily. She staggered forward and pulled the curtain to stop her falling figure, but she also tore off the curtain that had been hanging on the wall for more than twenty years.Qinglian was stunned by the sight, it wasn't the panes carved into the wall, but the whole wall was inlaid with transparent glass.Snow seemed to be dancing around her, and Qinglian felt like she was in a castle in the air.Not enough to be satisfied with a glimpse, Qinglian climbed another curtain beside her and pulled it vigorously. The 20-year-old confinement of this world was torn off by Qinglian, revealing the colorful world outside.The curtain was pulled down and the night pearls dotted on it fell to the ground, but the whole room was not only not dark, but instantly brightened up, the sky flooded in, and the snow was clear.Castles in the air, nothing more than that, when Emperor Ziye spent all the resources in the world to build this terrace, I don't know how much money was spent on the whole wall of colored glaze.Originally, I wanted to smile at Bo Yanlan, but I didn't know that the first time my beloved saw him, I bumped into him head-on, wanting to die.At that time, Yan Lan was tortured by reason and love and could not wish to die. In exchange for her buried love, Emperor Zi Ye coldly sealed it up, covering up the beauty of this room with pain. At least, Yan Lan will not dare to seek death easily in the future .The scene in front of her was amazing, and Qinglian rested her hands on the glass, marveling at the charm of good fortune.Putting it on the shelf, Qinglian felt as if she was in the air at this moment, standing on the vast mist.The snow is winding around me, while the water of the Beihai Lake is still and slightly rippling under my feet.Qinglian looked at the entire Beihai Lake. The willows on the embankment were lingering with light snow, but the quiet lake water remained unmoved under the boundless heavy snow. The ripples were hidden under the mist, like a whole piece of blue jade.The sky was vast, and it seemed that only Xue Wu and Jing Lan were left in the world. It was so quiet that no one could see the slightest trace of disaster.Qinglian walked around the house holding on to the glazed wall, the world in front of her eyes seemed to be turning but did not change at all, even the green bamboos in the distance were now only gray and white.No matter how painful and sad you were at the beginning, in the boundless world, the time has passed leisurely, it will eventually be covered up, and no trace can be found in the end.Qinglian exhaled slowly, as if she understood something, no matter whether you are sad, happy, loving, hating, laughing or crying, after all, you cannot escape the wheel of history, and in the end Become ashes and erode away.Time is the cruelest and fairest thing, no matter how much pain you experience, or how much love is like a tide, what is left in the end is still the calm waves.Only when your mind is broad enough can you calm down and accommodate all the ups and downs of your emotions, otherwise sooner or later you will be subverted in the monstrous waves in your heart, and then you will be smashed to pieces.Qinglian stood quietly, looking infinitely far through the heavy snow, no matter how much the lotus is blooming right now, the emerald color has become an inconspicuous embellishment of the whole world.Stepping down gently, with a slight smile, Jiarui opened his arms from behind, and Qinglian also relaxed her body, leaning against Jiarui's arms.Farewell, the years are endless, at this time, Qinglian, who is enlightened by Guanlan, has a stronger heart to face the vastness and emptiness of the future alone, whether it is life or death, without fear, waiting will also become beautiful.Jiarui rushed to Lantai as soon as he finished handling the matter, seeing Qinglian's calm eyes when she was watching from the torture room, Jiarui smiled knowingly.Because Jiarui knew that Yan Lan's former hatred for Qinglian had been let go, and now only love remained.And Jiarui's hatred from the first encounter with Qinglian is so ridiculous now.It can also be said that Jiarui at that time, even though he was born as the emperor, had times of timidity and had to rely on hatred to cover up this love.Jiarui embraced quietly, in fact, loving someone is very simple, it is only in the heart, escape is useless, and there is no need to use torture to disguise, in fact, it is two hearts that are tormented in the end.If time stops and such a quiet embrace lasts forever, then Qinglian and Jiarui will be happy to stay together until death.But it's a pity that happiness is always short-lived, and it can't be held for a moment.Standing upright, her feet hurt her heart, so Qinglian leaned her whole body weight on Jiarui's body, watched the mountains and snow silently, and then broke the silence by herself. "Hanchen, is everything okay in Yin Country now?" Qinglian asked softly. "Well, it's okay, don't worry, the situation is not as serious as I thought." Jia Rui pretended to be calm. "That's good, how about you, wake up, do you still feel unwell?" Qinglian asked with concern. "I'm fine, it's you. I didn't expect the Taiyuan Hospital to use your blood as a medicine. No wonder there are such deep scratches on my wrist. If you didn't save yourself, I'm afraid it would be difficult for me to save you. Now this Life is bestowed by you, and I was reborn because of you, so you have to be good, you know?" Jiarui stretched out his hand to caress Qinglian's cold face, and wiped the wetness from the corners of Qinglian's eyes with his fingertips. "Qinglian, don't be sad. Since you saved my life, I will definitely live a good life. And even if you and I are separated by thousands of miles and mountains and rivers, you should live a good life and work hard. For me, for the future reunion, for the future together!" Raising her hand to cover Jia Rui's hand that was rubbing her face, Qinglian murmured softly, "In the future...", silently looking at the gray sky in the distance skyrim.Seeing that Qinglian was silent, Jiarui suddenly supported Qinglian's shoulder with a little force, turned Qinglian to face him, lifted Qinglian's chin, and let those warm eyes meet him. "Qinglian, look at me!" Jiarui said in a deep voice, the innate aura of the emperor made Qinglian unable to avoid it, "Look at me! Qinglian, promise me, you must live a good life, even if you meet in the future. No matter how difficult it is, you must live for me. Remember, my life is given by you, and only if you live can I live with you! Qinglian, promise me!" Qinglian's eyes The calm look on her face was terrifying, and Jia Rui was so worried that Qinglian would not think about it after returning to the Moon Kingdom.