"Miss Mo, come and sit in the back room. It's windy here and you're not in good health." Mei Xi called back Mo Xi's gaze and thoughts as she looked southward.

"Thank you, I'm fine." Mo Xi came back to his senses and sat back by the fire with her. Her fingers that were burning on the fire became more and more slender under the light of the fire. She was really going to lose weight until she was just bones.

"Miss Mo, we are about to enter the Northern Qing Dynasty not far ahead. Do you still want to come with us?" This handsome man with jade crown and hair is called Gongzi Jin. He and Mei Xi are a couple.

But he was about twenty years old, and his relationship was very good, so good that Mo Xi felt envious.

Mo Xi still remembers the day he stole Baili Muyun's token. Under the guidance of Jin Zixin, he took the last step along the long dark secret passage and stepped outside the palace after a long absence. Behind him was the vermilion wall.

The palace wall surrounded her for eight months, and she experienced joys and sorrows, and all the bitterness.

The exit was in a deserted suburb, with snow covering the ground and a biting cold wind, which hurt her face. There was a thin layer of salt on her face that had been flooded with tears, which made her even more painful, but it was no match for her body.

The pain penetrated into my bones. This Gu was really unusual.

After identifying the direction, she walked all the way towards Hanzhu Mountain, staggering for four hours. She was dressed in red like a drop of blood rolling in boundless despair. She was so charming that she was so charming. When the sky was bright, she was shining brightly.

The sun shines down on the snow, making it painful to the eyes. The green bamboo forest is particularly conspicuous in the snow. Although the bamboo branches are covered with snow, they do not bend the bamboo poles of Hanzhu, showing their pride.

The door was closed tightly, and the string of wind chimes they made together hanging on the eaves still sounded crisply in the cold wind. Everything seemed to be just a dream. She bid farewell to Jun Wuyao here, and entered the world without turning back.

The palace, now coming back, seems like a vain dream. In the dream, she fell and was covered in injuries, hurting others, being injured, her hands were full of blood, and she was burdened with sins.

"Creak -" Pushing the door open, the furnishings inside have not changed. There are still two short bamboo chairs and a small square table with a set of exquisite tea sets on it, but the person making the tea is no longer there.

Mo Xi lowered his head for a long time, swallowing the mixed emotions of disappointment and joy in his heart into his stomach. When his chest no longer hurt so much, he walked inside.

She had already discovered that the dust that flew up when she opened the door and the dust on the tea sets were not something that Jun Wuyao, who liked to be clean, could endure.

He's gone.

Sitting on the bamboo chair with a thin layer of dust, Mo Xi had never felt so cold. He really seemed like a lonely soul with nowhere to go, no one to rely on, and nothing. He opened a book on the table.

, there is a small fold mark on one of the pages. It seems that he has read this point. He is always used to read the book before letting it go. How could he only read half of it?

Jun Wuyao, where have you been? I want to see you and tell you the stories in the palace. I tell you that I am not as evil as the folk rumors say. I talk about the pity and hatefulness of the women in the palace.

I want to tell you about the man named Baili Muyun. I want to tell you that I have finally found the one I love and will no longer pester you.

But where are you?

The pillar that had supported her life until now was no longer there, and Mo Xi suddenly felt that maybe the world really no longer wanted to keep her. Her consciousness finally slowly faded away, and she gradually couldn't see the scenery in front of her clearly. Only Baili Muyun's face showed resoluteness.

His face appeared in her sight little by little. Sometimes he smiled and called her a little fool, sometimes he asked her ferociously why. Finally, with a "bang", he disappeared into thin air, carrying with him love and hate.

When I woke up again, I saw this couple. The man had a slightly sickly pale face, clear eyebrows, and gentle eyes, which reminded people of a modest gentleman, as gentle as jade. The woman's eyebrows were like spring mountains, and her eyes were gentle.

Ruo Qiushui had a quiet smile on her slightly raised lips. The man was Gongzi Jin, and the woman was his wife Mei Xi. Mei Xi was feeding her hot soup at that time.

They were also trapped on the mountain by the snow that was similar to this disaster. When they finally found this hut, they found Mo Xi who was unconscious and suffering from a high fever. The two kindhearted people rescued her.

Mo Xi originally wanted to die, but the two people tried to persuade her. They said that if the man who loved her knew that she was dead, how sad would he be? Even if there was a misunderstanding, he would have to live to explain it clearly.

But she didn't know that before Mo Xi and Baili Muyun, it could only be summed up by the word "misunderstanding"?

But no matter what, Mo Xi survived. Maybe it was because she still had obsessions in her heart, or maybe her life should not be taken. Jin Zixin gave her a medicine that could temporarily relieve the pain, so that the constant pain turned into pain every three hours.

One attack.

Gongzi Jin and Mei Xi are going to the Northern Qing Dynasty to look for someone, and Mo Xi also wants to stay away from Xuan Qian, as far away from Baili Mu Yun as possible. She will only bring disaster to him, so he goes with them all the way.

She changed her name to Mo Nian, so don’t think about the past anymore.

"I'm not going to the Northern Qing Dynasty anymore. I'm looking for a place to stay on the border of Xuanqian. Thank you both for taking care of me along the way." Mo Xi took off a hairpin from her head. She bought it before entering the palace and styled it.

It is very special. It is a white crane with fluttering wings and is carved from fine white jade, with a lifelike expression.

One day, Mei Xi casually said that this hairpin was pretty, so Mo Xi planned to give it to her.

"What does Miss Mo mean by this? Are we, husband and wife, greedy for this small fortune?" Young Master Jin frowned and said.

"You two have misunderstood. I have been taking care of you all the way. It's just a small thing that can't be turned into a gift. It's rare that Miss Meixi likes it. It's a beautiful thing to match a hosta to a beautiful woman. Besides, I'm going to a remote place, so I won't need such things anymore.

Come on." With that said, Mo Xi put the hairpin in Mei Xi's hand.

She knew very well that although these two people were dressed simply and plainly, they were elegant in every aspect, which showed that their status was by no means comparable to ordinary people. But it didn't matter anymore. No matter who they were, it was just a chance encounter.

Mei Xi and the young master Jin were also sizing up Mo Xi. When they first saw her, even Mei Xi was amazed by her red dress. It was as if she was wearing red. There was no one in the world who was more worthy of wearing that coquettish red than her. Look.

It can be concluded that the workmanship is extraordinary, the materials and embroidery work are not something that the rich and noble can afford, and the jewelry she wears is also extraordinary.

But since the woman who called herself Mo Nian didn't want to talk, it was not easy for them to ask. Since they were traveling together, it wasn't difficult to take her with them, so they were able to walk with her all the way.

Mei Xi took the hairpin, took out some silver from her pocket, put it in Mo Xi's hand, and said, "There is some silver here. It's inconvenient for you to go out alone, so keep it with you."
Chapter completed!