The open hall was as quiet as snow, with only the subtle sound of the slender fingertips opening the book.

Those words and words fell clearly into the eyes, bringing an impact that reached the depths of the heart.

The young man fell into a sudden glance that year.

He chased and looked up at him, as if he was being down, and he was uncontrollable. He violated his father's order and took pills just to become the number one master of the Nine Pavilions.

Moths flew into the fire and killed themselves.

Practicing martial arts endlessly, knowing that it is impossible to do, the mind is getting stronger day by day, so crazy that it is irrational, just to get closer to him...

The madman is so irrational.

It turns out that he... became the number one master not for power or glory, but for... just to get closer to him?

Emperor Xiu frowned and continued to read.

This note was written in a hurry, and the words were not too many. However, the gorgeous and desperate words between the lines came into view and entered his heart, making his heart lake calm as calm as stagnant.

It turns out that in his eyes, he is actually the difference between clouds and mud.

Looking up to him and chasing him, the boy let himself down to the dust.

It turned out that the hunt for snow wolf was to make a cloak for him.

Emperor Xiu subconsciously wanted to frown. People with deep internal strength can keep their true energy away from the cold. How can they need that kind of useless thing?

However……

"If someone is trying to hunt two snow wolf for me with scars on his body and makes me a big cloak, I will be moved. Even if I cannot return with deep affection, I should not punish him coldly and ruthlessly, and cool his enthusiasm into ice inch by inch."

Cold-blooded and ruthless...

Full of enthusiasm, it cooled into ice inch by inch.

Passionate, cooled into ice...

Emperor Xiu closed his eyes, covered the strange color in his eyes, and flipped the pages with slender fingers, which fully realized the sorrow in the hearts of the writer.

I used the blazing flames to burn life and speed up the pace of death.

Fighting the fire into ashes is my destiny.

Zixi, I don’t hate him.

Just looking up to him, from the rising sun to the twilight of the sun, until the final darkness comes.

Will you resent the night?

Won't.

Neither can I.

I just can't chase it anymore, because my life will end at night...

In the next life, I hope I can be a real moth, which will instantly become ashes after pounced on the fire, without having to endure the hardships and sufferings of this life.

Zixi, I don’t deserve to be your friend.

One is a humble favor and the other is a noble and unparalleled empress. How can it be mentioned side by side?

That defiles your reputation...

Pamper?

The headmaster frowned, and suddenly thought of something, turned the page forward and looked at the words in the middle of the page.

He was recuperating all winter and warming the bed - warming the bed for the pavilion owner.

He became the favorite of the Pavilion Master.

Emperor Xiu quietly searched for the time in his memory, his eyes remained unchanged for a long time, as if he was losing his mind.

Pamper?

I don’t know how long it took, but his eyes drooped, and his fingers with distinct joints finally turned the pages again, looking through them one by one until he saw the last four words:

Qin Shang's final writing.

The Emperor Xiu raised his eyes and looked into the distance of the sky.

The prosperity in the palace is different from the transcendent and coldness of the top of the Nine Pavilions, but when he stays here, he still seems to be able to feel the loneliness that comes from his bones.
Chapter completed!