At night, Si Tu was on fire, and the imperial physicians took out their housekeeping skills before pulling the person back from the gate of hell.

But overnight, Si Tu's black hair turned white.

The imperial physicians were helpless, even using the most precious medicinal materials would not help, but Si Tu did not bother about it.

After the body fully recovered, Si Tu boarded the Star Picking Tower again.

Winter has come, and the Milky Way is unknown.

The upper capital city was covered with snow, melting into the cold winter, as if it was covered with a thick quilt.

The goose feather snow fell one after another, pure white and flawless.

Si Tu was still wearing the big red cloak, which was particularly eye-catching in this snow-white.

Reaching out his hand to take a piece of pure white snow, Si Tu murmured, as if he didn't know who he was talking to.

"Look, it's snowing in Shangjing too."

Ah Mu, who was standing by the side, couldn't bear it, and persuaded,

"Your Highness, it's too cold, let's go back."

With a sigh of relief, the snowflake in Si Tu's hand melted into a drop of water.

She seemed to hold everything firmly in her hands, but she seemed to hold nothing.

"Yeah, winter is here, and I can't find fireflies anymore."

And the person who was willing to catch fireflies for her was never to be found again.

The funny thing is that she ended the relationship with her own hands.

From start to finish, she was the most damned one.

God's punishment to people is never forgotten, but always remembered.

None of the three wishes she made by the moat that day were fulfilled.

The host, have bad news for you

The system feels that it has a very weak sense of existence in this plane, and the waist is not straight when speaking.

Our side quest is complete, but since the villain is dead, this plane needs to be guarded all the time.

That is to say, Si Tu needs to stay in this plane until his death, so as not to cause the plane to collapse.

The villain is him, isn't it?

She never dared to say that name.

From beginning to end, the villain of each plane is the same person, right?

Qingxue covered his shoulders, but Situ couldn't bear to brush them away.

Even if the appearance is different and the personality is slightly different, Si Tu can remember the small actions and habits of the subconscious clearly.

The one she fell in love with was always alone.

Maybe she forgot something, but the feeling of loving someone will never change.

In the thirteenth year of Hongwu, Empress Xihe abdicated, and the Crown Princess Si Tu succeeded to the throne. The second prince, Si Bing, was named King of Huainan, and the country name was changed to 'He'.

It means that the Great Zhou Dynasty and the countries in the Western Regions will be peaceful for generations and will never be disturbed by wars.

And the first thing Situ did after he ascended the throne was to open up trade routes with the countries in the Western Regions, set up a capital to protect him, and allow him to do business with each other.

Later, the official records:

'Di Suxing sleeps at night, very reluctant. Especially love red, like sweets. Often in the moat, Zhaixinglou, cherish the memory of the deceased. ’

Tai Chi Hall, it's another winter.

It has been the 30th year since Situ ascended the throne, and even Ah Mo's hair has turned white.

"I heard that the little prince of the Huainan Palace is very smart, and even the master in the study praised him."

Si Tu, who was buried in the imperial table, raised her head. The corners of her eyes were covered with fine lines, but she could still see the brilliance of the past.

"I'll be sixteen after this year."

Thinking about how fast time flies, in a blink of an eye, she is also getting old.

"Yeah, it's really youthful."

Ah Mo let out a sigh, causing Si Tu's long-standing memory to begin to revive.

The year she met him, she was also sixteen years old, what a wonderful time.

His eyes fell on the wolf hunting picture hanging on the hall, and the corner of Situ's mouth lightly smiled.

He was forever young, and she was about to follow him.

"I should abdicate."

After all, this world must be inherited by someone. She has never been married and naturally has no children.

And the prince of Huainan is smart and respectful, and it is better for him to continue this prosperous world.

With heavy snowfall, next spring will be the harvest season.

remember that year's snow was so heavy.

"Ah, I want to go back to the grassland."

She knew she didn't have much time, she just wanted to see him again at the last moment.

"Then this slave, let General Li transfer an iron cavalry to protect you."

It is estimated that General Li is running out of time, and he is still at home with his grandson.

heard that the general's wife is from Chahar's department, and the two of them have experienced a lot before they succeeded.

It can be regarded as a good fate.

Situ shook his head lightly,

"At the beginning, I said that as long as I am still there, the Central Plains Iron Cavalry will not appear on the grasslands."

It was her promise and her guilt towards him.

A fast horse came out of the city gate, and the bright red figure was as stunning as before.

Standing tall on the city wall, Liang Zhen's palm rested on the wall, and the bright yellow sacred object was particularly dazzling in the white snow.

She, after all, left him alone in this lonely city.

The ink on the imperial decree is like a dragon, the goose feather snow is falling, and the ink is smudged.

What assists the important minister is nothing but the shackles that imprison him in this cage.

Oh, what an irony.

Situ rode to Lincheng.

After walking for a long time, didn't find the original tombstone until the spring of the following year.

The yellow sand has turned into black soil, and the nourishment of spring has made green grass grow all around.

The monument stood alone, the cool wind blowing, bleak and desolate.

Si Tu's body was as thin as firewood, and he came here with the obsession in his heart.

"I'm sorry, Tetsuby."

This apology came too late.

And this "I love you", she didn't say it until he died.

When words become pale and powerless, no matter how fiery emotions are, they are useless in the end.

There are few words on the tombstone, but it is his whole life.

And this Jiuli Ninth Prince was only seventeen years old when he went to sleep, and just passed his birthday.

He should have been riding a horse and flying eagles on the grasslands, but he was buried under this loess forever.

The nicks on the tombstone have been around for a long time, and many of them can't be seen clearly.

But Situ still saw sixteen words in the lower left corner——

My wife, Gu Ying, was in a panic and asked for what she wanted; Qin Se and Ming knew each other.

It's like a tragic ending needs a perfect illusion. Even if you know it's fake, you still desperately want to get it.

Tears instantly fell from Si Tu's wrinkled face, melted into the soil, and nourished new life.

Until the last second of her life, Si Tu's fingertips did not touch the tombstone of Zhebei.

It's not that she doesn't love it, it's that she doesn't deserve it.

Drop, host, we can leave this plane

With just one word, Si Tu seemed to have exhausted all his strength.

When they left this plane, suddenly, the wind was blowing, and the weather turned cloudy.

The tombstone was blown to pieces, and the words Azuma were torn apart.

Not far away, sand and dust came, drowning everything in the yellow sand again.

Even with all his love and obsession for her, all disappeared.

It was as if all this love and hate had never appeared before, and it all disappeared.