Third, it is best not to accompany each other, so that we will not owe each other.

Looking at Murong Longcheng from the rising water mist, he couldn't help but take a deep breath. On Zhao Zixuan's back, which was not as thorough as it was, two hideous scars were just drawn there. On the head of Feng Totem's phoenix, taking advantage of the fog, it became more and more hideous. Reaching out and touching her gently, Zhao Zixuan's body trembled, and his cool hand slowly rubbed behind her.

For a long time, the room was very quiet, except for the breathing of the two of them. "Longcheng, what's wrong with you?"

"This is Qilian's Chaoxia Mountain, and this totem depicts my Qilian's Chaoxia Mountain." Murong Longcheng's tone was full of horror and joy, his fingers were still groping, "Zixuan, don't let any more People have seen it, your injury is still not good, and the phoenix totem is also indirectly destroyed."

Zhao Zixuan nodded, stood up from the water, and Murong Longcheng hurriedly took her out and took the blanket wrapped tightly.

In December, it was cold and dry. Zhao Zixuan was still used to sitting in the yard every afternoon and basking in the warm sun. Sayuri would often tell her a lot about Xuanyuan, but she didn't care, just listened casually and chuckled lightly.

One day, a servant from outside the door hurried over, saying that an old monk had come and asked to see Zhao Zixuan by name, but he couldn't leave. Zhao Zixuan listened and asked Sayuri to invite the old monk. As soon as the old monk came in, he stretched out his hand and waved it in front of Zhao Zixuan, and sighed, "Don't be too sad, female benefactor, you can't ask for some things, where will you go back and forth, and you won't be able to take away a little dust, I think. It’s more than that, it’s still a fantasy, it’s better to live a little more comfortable.”

Where did you come from? Zhao Zixuan looked at the old monk with those empty eyes following the voice, "Master, you mean, can I go back?"

"The secret cannot be leaked, and then you will naturally know that the day the Phoenix Nirvana will be your time to go back." After the old monk finished speaking, he picked up a plate of snacks on the table, "The lady benefactor is kind-hearted, this plate of snacks is just for you. Give it to the old man."

Sayuri was just about to scold, this old monk is so unreasonable. Zhao Zixuan was the first to speak, "Even if the master eats, if it's not enough, I and I can have someone prepare it." When speaking, Zhao Zixuan always had a smile on her face. She hadn't cried for a long time, and she didn't want Murong Longcheng to see it. .

After sending the old monk away, Zhao Zixuan's heart was as calm as a mirror. She didn't know when she would be able to leave. What she knew was that she was reluctant to leave.

When Murong Longcheng came back, he heard about what happened in the afternoon from the housekeeper, sitting at the table, looking at Zhao Zixuan's always radiant smile, he felt so moving and charming, "Zixuan, that master, did you send you back? Method?"

"No, it means that I can go back, but I didn't say when to go back." Zhao Zixuan's hand was held by Murong Longcheng, and warmth hit her heart, "Longcheng, I don't want to leave, I can't bear to be here."

Maybe it was because of excitement or other emotions, Murong Longcheng took her hand and never let go, "Zixuan, the king sent me an imperial decree today. I don't know how to refuse."

"Is it true that Huo Qingcheng wants to marry you because I can't see and they worry about you, that's why they do it?" Zhao Zixuan smiled lightly, without a trace of anger or blame in her tone, as if she had known it for a long time generally.

"Only you are my concubine, no one else can be, the emperor's life is difficult, but I can guarantee that I will never be nice to anyone except you." Murong Longcheng was very excited, he did not expect this to happen at all.

Leaning in his arms, Zhao Zixuan didn't say a word, nothing mattered if she believed him.

Sometimes, once a dependence is used, it is difficult to change, and some people cannot escape once they are used to his favor. Murong Longcheng got married again. Huo Qingcheng entered the palace with grace and beauty, and offered a toast to Zhao Zixuan in a low voice. She didn't need any status, as long as she had Murong Longcheng, of course, she watched Zhao Zixuan sitting in Murong Longcheng. Around her, even though she couldn't see anything, others could see clearly that the doting and affectionate feelings in Murong Longcheng's eyes could not be concealed.

On the night of the bridal chamber, Murong Longcheng stayed by Zhao Zixuan's side, holding her as always. "Longcheng, let's go, at least drink a glass of wine. This is not reasonable."

"We already drank a glass of wine on the day we got married. One wife is enough in this life." Murong Longcheng couldn't tell when he felt that way, when Zhao Zixuan had entered his heart, neither warm nor light. Not hot, just walked in like that, beating his heart.

Huo Qingcheng was completely disappointed. She sat alone in the warm new house on the night of the wedding, but she was cold from head to toe. The whole red color was like a kind of irony, ironing her failure, ironing her even one Blind is better.

If we are not with us, can we no longer miss and remember even if we disappear? Zhao Zixuan often asks herself what she has gained after being here for so long, and what she has experienced, or how much she has lost. The answer is that she has lost the light and gained the warmth that belongs to her. This life is enough.

Huo Qingcheng brought the two maids by his side to Zhao Zixuan's yard, stepping into the yard, the anger accumulated in his heart was like a monstrous fire, rolling in and could not be extinguished. This courtyard is even more gorgeous than the imperial palace. Even the tables and chairs in the courtyard are made of jade. What Zhao Zixuan wears is priceless ice silk, and even the maid next to her is better than her own. Not to mention the step on Zhao Zixuan's head, I'm afraid, it can be exchanged for a city.

Xiaobaihe lowered her head and said to Zhao Zixuan, without the slightest smile on her face, this woman was the newly married concubine of the prince, and she was indeed charming.

Zhao Zixuan chuckled, not knowing where Huo Qingcheng was standing, "Is there something wrong?"

There was a sneer at the corner of his mouth, and Huo Qingcheng suddenly felt relieved again, he was really confused, how could he care about a blind man, "I just came to see, so you are here, it seems that you are doing well, even if you are blind. Now, he still looks arrogant."

"Yes, I will never lower my arrogant head at any time, even if I am blind now, so what, Longcheng still spoils me." Zhao Zixuan firmly believed that Murong Longcheng would definitely target her. She would not doubt this.

Huo Qingcheng heard the sound of footsteps behind her, but she held back what she should have said. She watched Murong Longcheng walk past her as if no one was there, and went straight to Zhao Zixuan, she didn't know it anymore. How should I continue to stand, his eyes, his heart, slowly all are Zhao Zixuan, he has never been so gentle to her, or even smiled at her, but he can always smile from the heart to Zhao Zixuan .

Murong Longcheng looked up at Huo Qingcheng, but picked up Zhao Zixuan, "Go back, don't disturb Zixuan's rest."

Such an indifferent and careless remark, Huo Qingcheng married him with joy, but what he got was such ignorance from him. Unable to bear the anger, "Murong Longcheng, do you hate me like this?"

"If I said I didn't like you before, then now, you're right, I do hate you, and I hate you for breaking our lives." Murong Longcheng stopped while holding Zhao Zixuan about to leave, turned around, looked at Cold, even with a touch of disgust, just that one glance completely broke him and Huo Qingcheng.

Until the two entered the house, Huo Qingcheng still stood there, letting the cold wind blow.

On the day of the year-end, Murong Longcheng took Zhao Zixuan out for a horse ride, sitting on the horse, Zhao Zixuan heard the wind whistling in his ears, Murong Longcheng protected her against his chest until he stopped, "Zixuan, you know we are here. where?"

Zhao Zixuan raised her head and shook it gently.

"This is Chaoxia Mountain, and the totem behind you is drawn here. Don't tell anyone this secret at any time in the future." Gently beside her ear, Murong Longcheng suddenly coughed a few times.

"Why are you coughing? Is it cold? Let's go back." Zhao Zixuan reached out and touched Murong Longcheng's face, which was cool.

"No problem."

On New Year's Eve, Murong Longcheng ordered someone to prepare Zhao Zixuan's new clothes early in the morning. Touching the soft fabric, Zhao Zixuan smiled and said, "It's New Year's Eve, so I have to wear new clothes."

On New Year's Eve, Zhao Zixuan and Murong Longcheng stayed together, leaning in his arms, listening to his heartbeat, and no longer thinking about all the future events, it is enough to have him.

Murong Longcheng has been coughing more and more frequently recently. Zhao Zixuan asked Xiaobaihe to ask the doctor, but he stopped him, "It's okay, I have it since I was a child. It happens every year." Zhao Zixuan didn't know how pale Murong Longcheng's face was. Looking at it, I wanted to say, but was stopped by him, "Don't let your master worry, I'm fine."

Murong Longcheng brought a mute, who was specially responsible for helping Sayuri to take care of Zhao Zixuan, "I've been very busy lately, so I can't take care of you in time, I'm afraid that when Sayuri isn't there, someone will hurt you. I can rest assured that the mute is here, he knows martial arts. ."

Zhao Zixuan listened and nodded, "A dumb, a blind man can be considered a companion." Zhao Zixuan didn't know, but Sayuri was standing beside her, crying like no other.

In the next few days, Murong Longcheng did not come, Murong often accompanied Zhao Zixuan, silently, he would use his warm hands to support Zhao Zixuan for a walk, there was a good smell on his body, "Dumb , you have a very good smell on your body."

Sayuri seems to have something to say every time, but hesitantly, Zhao Zixuan asked, she shook her head and said no.

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Murong Longcheng hasn't come back for five days. Zhao Zixuan is a little anxious, so she asks Sayuri, "Where's your lord, still haven't come back?"

"The lord said, six days, my lord, there is still one more day, tomorrow the lord will come back," Sayuri had already burst into tears, and there are some things that she can't tell her lord. (To be continued)