Amnesia Tyrant’s White Moonlight

Emperor Zhaoyan deprived Xiao Changyuan of the ability of his lover.

Let only hatred remain in his life.

The hate is gone now.

Xiao Changyuan felt that a long life was meaningless.

To him, the palace was just a magnificent ruin, but the little butterfly told him.

"The Palace is a playground!"

Butterfly wrote this sentence on white rice paper.

"You can have fun here!"

Yun Pianpian began to rack her brains to recall Tyrant Yuan's preferences, but she found bitterly that she didn't know what Tyrant Yuan liked, and Tyrant Yuan seemed to be indifferent to other things besides liking her .

Wait, he has a hobby!

He likes to throw silver notes.

So Butterfly Pian excitedly wrote: "We can go to the city wall and throw silver notes!"

Xiao Changyuan said: "Tossing a silver note?"

"This is fun! You'll love it!"

Butterfly looked up at him eagerly.

Xiao Changyuan looked at her for a while.

"Good."

It was a sunny day with no clouds.

Bleeding all over the body.

Xiao Changyuan looked down at the people from a high place.

Like a **** in the sky.

In those deadly cold eyes.

Suddenly there was a ripple.

Cloud fluttered her wings and looked at him in the air.

Xiao Changyuan did not look at her, but lowered his eyelashes and looked down at these greedy people indifferently.

The emperor raised his thin lips imperceptibly.

"It was really fun."

Clouds danced happily.

She finally made him happy.

Cloud danced for a while, as if remembering something, her little face suddenly froze.

Xiao Changyuan noticed her abnormality.

"What's the matter with you?"

Yun Pianpian raised her eyes to look at Xiao Changyuan, then turned her head to look at the people under the city wall, she suddenly realized that it was because of her that Xiao Changyuan in the original book was standing on the city wall throwing silver bills. The future Tyrant Yuan also learned this game from her, and then taught it to her in the future. This seems to be a closed loop. She and Xiao Changyuan are each other's teachers, each other's cause and effect, and teach each other how to play.

This is a cycle full of fate.

It is because of her now.

That's why the future Tyrant Abyss is created.

It turns out she is not a substitute.

She is the little butterfly in the mouth of Tyrant Yuan.

After thinking about this, the last trace of jealousy in Yun Pian Pian's heart completely disappeared.

I forgive you.

Xiao Changyuan didn't understand what Butterfly Pian was doing, he asked suspiciously, "Are you itchy?"

Clouds: "…"

This orphaned brat.

The look on Jun's face is very serious.

"I'll scratch you."

Clouds: "…"

You don't have a queen if you get mad at me, brat.

Yun Pianpian tried to use the body of a butterfly to tell Xiao Changyuan her real name, but the curse came again, and a white thunderbolt hit her butterfly head.

Yun Pian Pian had no choice but to give up with a smoking head.

The next few days.

Yun Pianpin tried her best to make Xiao Changyuan happy. She remembered that Xiao Changyuan in the original book seemed to like listening to little songs, so she asked him to call a singer into the palace.

In the waterside pavilion with carved beams and painted buildings, the pianist played the piano, the beauties sang, and Xiao Changyuan squinted his phoenix eyes to listen to the song.

Butterfly fluttering beside her.

There is something wrong in my heart.

He likes to squint when he is happy.

It seems that these singers made him happy.

Yun Pianpian originally wanted to make Xiao Changyuan happy, so she encouraged him to let the singer enter the palace, but when he was really happy because of the singer, she was inexplicably jealous.

She was afraid that Xiao Changyuan would fall in love with other women.

Out of sight is out of sight.

The butterfly flapped its wings and left the water pavilion.

She was flying aimlessly in the palace, and suddenly heard a cry, Yun Pian Pian was a little curious, so she flew to the source of the cry.

She saw a little palace maid being beaten, the old maid beat the little palace maid with a cane, and scolded while beating: "This is the most precious green dragon in the peony flower! The people in the flower house are not as valuable as this flower! You are so good! You even raised it to death! I think you don't want to live!"

The little palace maid was wearing a Tianshui Bi palace dress, and she was drawn to tears by the rattan: "Mom, I was wrong, please let me go, I really know I was wrong..."

Yun Pian Pian felt that this voice was a little familiar.

The little palace maid was dodging around in pain, and raised a small face with tears in her eyes.

Yun Pianpian saw her face.

Stunned.

The little palace maid turned out to be the little palace maid in the original book.

The original body she occupies.

The old lady raised the cane high, pulled it down hard, and scolded sharply: "I'll let you go, who will let our Sihuafang go?! Sihuafang's life is tied to On this flower, now that the flower has been raised to death, it is better to kill you to die for this flower!"

Yun Pian Pian was trembling with fright. It turns out that a flower in the palace is worth more than a human life. She rushed over to save the little palace maid, and threw herself on the face of the old maid, hitting her in the eye , the old lady said angrily, "Where did this butterfly come from? Hurry up and catch it for me?!"

When the maids around the old maid heard her order, they reached out their hands to grab Butterfly Pian. Butterfly Pian was lithe and dodged flexibly. Relying on her ability to fly, they played these maids round and round, While entanglement, she suddenly found that everyone knelt down.

Everyone shivered and slumped under her feet.

A icy low voice came from behind.

"Who dares to hurt my butterfly?"

Xiao Changyuan was listening to the music in the waterside pavilion, but suddenly found that Butterfly Pian was not around.

He immediately got up to find her.

Actually, Xiao Changyuan didn't like listening to music, he just thought Butterfly Pian liked it.

He enjoyed her company.

Xiao Changyuan was looking for the fluttering pink shadow in the palace. He heard the noise, so he walked over and saw the palace people catching his little butterfly. A cold anger.

"Who dares to hurt my butterfly?"

Yun Pianpian turned her head and found Xiao Changyuan standing behind her. He looked at the palace people with cold eyes.

"Drag down and hit fifty big boards."

The maids and maids knelt down and begged for mercy: "Your Majesty, spare your life! Your majesty, spare your life! Slaves will no longer dare! Please, Your Majesty, spare your life!"

Fifty down, these palace people will be maimed if they are not killed. Yun Pianpian didn't want these people to be punished because of her, so she flew to Xiao Changyuan and shook his head desperately at him, I want to stop Xiao Changyuan.

Xiao Changyuan stared at her for a while.

"Change to ten boards."

The maids and maids didn't know why His Majesty suddenly changed his mind, and wept with joy: "Thank you Your Majesty for your mercy! Thank you Your Majesty for your mercy! Long live Your Majesty!"

Everyone was dragged by the eunuchs to receive the punishment.

The eunuchs took the little palace maid in the Tianshui Bi palace costume as an accomplice, dragged her arm out, Yun Pianpian immediately rushed over, fluttering butterfly wings around the little palace maid His head was flying in circles.

Xiao Changyuan said: "Let go of this palace maid."

The eunuchs let go immediately after hearing this.

Xiao Changyuan walked to the side of the little palace maid.

But his eyes did not look at the little palace maid.

Look at the butterfly instead.

He frowned slightly.

"You like her?"

Clouds nodded like garlic.

Xiao Changyuan frowned a little deeper.

It turns out that the little butterfly is not the only one who cares for him.

Xiao Changyuan returned to the bedroom, Yun Pianfei flew down to the rice paper and dipped in ink to write: "I want to know the name of the little palace maid, I want her to do what she likes."

Xiao Changyuan called the little palace maid into the bedroom.

"What's your name."

The little palace maid said timidly: "The slave's name is Xiaoluo."

"Where do you want to work?"

Xiao Changyuan arranged the maid Xiaoluo to Wenyuan Pavilion, and Xiaoluo became the big maid in charge of cleaning Wenyuan Pavilion.

Yun elegantly remembered the words of the people in the Sihuafang Palace.

She buried her head on the white rice paper and wrote: "I don't like to eat peony nectar."

"What nectar do you like to eat?"

“Qiongzhi Hongmei.”

Red plums are very easy to survive and will not be raised to death. Yun Pian Pian wanted to save these palace servants. What's more, she really likes Qiongzhi Hongmei.

Xiao Changyuan instructed the palace people in Sihuafang to cultivate Qiongzhihongmei, and everyone no longer tied their lives to peony flowers.

Yun Pianpian occasionally goes to Wenyuan Pavilion to find Xiaoluo.

Xiao Luo can't read, but she loves to read books, especially those spring books with beautiful men. Every time I look at these beautiful men, Xiao Luo's godless eyes will burst into a radiant look.

Cloud fluttered her wings and perched on the page of Xiaoluo's hand, looking down, this book tells the story of a debauched princess and three thousand faces.

Cloud raised her butterfly head to look at Xiao Luo.

I felt a little weird.

It turns out that Xiao Changyuan is the little palace maid who knows this.

It turns out that the little palace maid liked the three thousand faces with all her heart before she voluntarily gave up her body.

The ambition is so great.

Cloud is ashamed of herself.

Xiao Changyuan's cold voice came from behind her.

"Why are you looking for her again?"

Yun Pianpian was so frightened that she immediately fluttered her butterfly wings.

Xiao Changyuan stretched out his hand, easily grabbed her butterfly wings, and brought the butterfly back to the bedroom.

The hall was silent and silent.

The emperor put on a cold iceberg face.

"You like her?"

Yun Pianpian shook her butterfly head in fright.

Xiao Changyuan looked at her indifferently.

"Then why do you keep going to her?"

Xiao Changyuan's expression seemed to want to kill.

Yun Pian Pian subconsciously felt scared.

She was worried that he would kill the little palace maid.

This guy's monopoly is horrible.

In order to save the future, Yun Pianpian wrote a big lie on rice paper with her butterfly feet dipped in ink.

"I'm playing hide and seek with you."

Xiao Changyuan looked indifferent and did not speak.

Yun Pianpian continued to make up the story: "I'm afraid you can't find me in hide and seek, so every time you play hide and seek, you go to the same place, so you can find me..."

After writing this sentence, Yun Pianpian raised her butterfly head and looked at Xiao Changyuan with a guilty conscience.

Seeing that he didn't speak, Yun Pianpian lowered her butterfly head timidly and wrote a sentence.

"The Great Tyrant has found his little butterfly!"

To express her joy.

Yun Pianpian drew a bright smile on the back of this sentence.

~(^o^)/~

Xiao Changyuan looked at her for a long time, as if to distinguish whether she was lying, and after a long time he said, "No matter where you hide, I will find you."

From then on, Yun Pianpian often played hide-and-seek with Xiao Changyuan, and they set the scope of each search. Sometimes Yun Pian Pian will hide under the teacup, sometimes Yun Pian Pian will hide in the layered curtains, and sometimes Yun Pian Pian will hide behind Zashu.

Every time, Xiao Changyuan will find her.

"I found you."

After Yun Pianpian was found by him, he would happily spin and flap his wings, and then flew to Xiao Changyuan's face, rubbing his butterfly head against his handsome cheek.

Xiao Changyuan stretched out his hand.

The cloud fell into his palm.

She had a lot of fun.

Until one day.

The most terrible thing happened.

Summer is coming to an end.

No butterfly survives the summer.

The cloud was hiding in the flower petals of the broken branch on the window sill. She suddenly felt that her eyelids were heavy, her whole body was weak, and she was shaky. All her energy seemed to be suddenly taken away by someone.

A word popped into my head.

Out of oil.

It turns out that the lifespan of butterflies is so short.

She thought she could accompany Xiao Changyuan until he stepped into the original plot and met the real her.

But she didn't think so.

Accidents can come so quickly.

The cloudy soul overflowed the little butterfly, and I saw with my own eyes a gust of breeze blowing the body of the little butterfly outside the bedroom, after it lost its life, it was like a broken piece of paper, caught by the breeze blow farther...

Finally disappeared.

"Hidden?"

Xiao Changyuan opened his eyes and began to look for Butterfly Pian in the bedroom.

Yun Pianpian saw him play the game seriously.

Suddenly sad.

The Great Tyrant will not know.

He will never find his little butterfly.

Because the little butterfly died in the breeze.

Finally, Xiao Changyuan conceded defeat.

"I lost, come out."

But that bright pink butterfly...

It didn't come out.

Xiao Changyuan frowned slightly and muttered to himself, "Could it be that the little butterfly hid outside the bedroom this time?"

Xiao Changyuan raised his foot and walked outside the bedroom, looking for the whereabouts of the little butterfly. Cloud's transparent soul has been following Xiao Changyuan's back, tearfully watching him look for her everywhere.

She was clearly following behind him.

But he couldn't see her.

She reached out to hug him.

But her hand went through his body.

Yun Pianpian cried and said, "Don't look for me."

You can't find me anymore...

Xiao Changyuan's face gradually became ugly.

He ordered the whole palace to find a pink butterfly. The palace people carried the palace lanterns and searched for the whereabouts of the pink butterfly, but no one found her.

Xiao Changyuan's face gradually became cold.

He looked for her all night.

Finally, he returned to his bedroom.

Xiao Changyuan looked at this empty and lonely palace.

"Little Butterfly, I lost, come out."

However, the room was dead silent.

No creature responded to him.

Xiao Changyuan's dark and cold eyes gradually dimmed, as if something was dying quietly.

Seven days later.

Xiao Changyuan searched the entire palace but could not find the whereabouts of Butterfly Pian.

His eyes fell on the stack of rice paper.

The words are densely written on it.

Xiao Changyuan burned all the rice paper.

His expression gradually became cold and indifferent.

"You don't want to play with me?"

"Have you returned to Heaven?"

"Are you tired of playing with me?"

"You abandoned me."

"You liar."

…

"I hate you."

Yun Pianpian hugged him behind him, and said with tears like rain: "I didn't go back to heaven, I didn't get tired of playing with you, I didn't abandon you, Xiao Changyuan, don't hate me, okay..."

But her body penetrated Xiao Changyuan's body.

It fell heavily to the ground.

Yun Pianpian raised his head, saw Xiao Changyuan's cold eyes, and burst into tears.

"You don't hate me..."

Yun Pian Pian finally understood.

Why Tyrant Yuan is more likely to worry about gains and losses than her.

Because he thought he was abandoned by the little butterfly.

He thought the little butterfly was tired of playing with him.

Yun Pianpian thought that the most terrifying thing in this world was that Xiao Changyuan hated her, but she did not expect that in this world, there was something more terrifying than Xiao Changyuan hating her.

That is, Xiao Changyuan did not find her until his death.

Xiao Changyuan burned up the rice paper she had written.

Cloud passed out crying.

Waking up again, Yun Pian Pian found herself on the top of the Moon Duo Building, with heavy snow falling in the sky.

The snow fell and fell into ice.

She saw Xiao Changyuan in black clothes like ink, standing on the top of Duoyue, his cool and handsome face, covered with a layer of cold frost, slender and thick black Eyelashes congealed into ice.

He was holding a branch of Qiongzhihongmei in his hand, and the gorgeous petals were frozen into ice by the cold snow.

It was snowing heavily and falling.

But his eyes were indifferent.

Colder than the snow.

Ye Suxin wore a rabbit velvet cape, stood beside Xiao Changyuan, and sang to the immortals in the sky.

Got no response.

Xiao Changyuan's icy cold eyes gradually died.

In the bleak sound of wind and snow, Yun Pianpian heard Xiao Changyuan's heart-dead voice.

"She's not coming back."

Yun Pian Pian felt her heart pounding.

It turned out that Xiao Changyuan asked Ye Suxin to sing to the immortals in order to find her whereabouts.

He prepared her favorite flowers, prepared the most beautiful singing in the world, and built the Moonlight Tower for her.

But he didn't wait for her to come.

Yun Pianpian stretched out his hand, from behind Xiao Changyuan, wrapped around his waist, and rested his head on his back.

"I didn't leave you."

Yun Pianpian held back her tears and said, "When autumn comes next year, we can meet."

Next summer and early autumn next year, she and he will wake up by the river in Jiangjia Village, and then meet and fall in love.

Complete this cycle.

Xiao Changyuan could not perceive Soul Pian's embrace.

He turned around without hesitation.

Leave Duoyue Building.

Yun Pian Pian wanted to catch up, but she was blown farther and farther by the breeze, and a thick fog appeared in front of her.

Clouds cleared the thick fog.

She found that she came to the riverside of Jiangjia Village, and there was a man and a woman lying by the riverside, she was a little strange, why did her soul not return to the little palace maid?

She once saw a theory.

When a time traveler travels through, two identical beings cannot appear in the same space.

She always thought that when she first saw her, she would return to the little palace maid.

But the scene in front of her told her.

This is not actually the case.

The little palace maid looked at Xiao Changyuan with a pale face.

"I also lost my memory..."

Cloud's pupils contracted.

This is not her.

She is Xiao Luo.

Why?

Yun Pian Pian always thought that the four talents of Juvenile Yuan, Xiao Changyuan, Amnesia Yuan, and Tyrant Yuan were closed loops.

But she missed someone.

That is the original Yuan.

The torrent of time does not flow to the tributary where Yun Pianpian is, but rushes towards the original.

Yun Pian Pian's face gradually turned pale.

It turned out that it was not an inevitable choice for her to meet Xiao Changyuan, it was just an accident of time. She may never see Tyrant Yuan again.

A large white fog appeared in front of me.

Clouds rushed towards the dense fog in a panic.

She came to the finale in the original book.

It was snowing heavily and the wind was blowing.

Xiao Changyuan fell in a pool of blood.

The scarlet blood soaked Xiao Changyuan's black black clothes, dyeing the white frost and snow into gorgeous colors, like red plums blooming in the frost and snow.

At the last moment of his life, he did not think of his mother and emperor, but the little butterfly who liked Qiongzhi Hongmei.

She accompanied him through his most difficult childhood.

She gave him hope.

But then disappeared.

She never appeared in his life again.

Xiao Changyuan never knew why Little Butterfly left...

It was not until he was dying when he saw the man and woman kissing in a pool of blood that he realized in a trance.

It turned out that he disappointed Little Butterfly.

Little Butterfly once kissed his thin lips like this one bright morning, but he didn't understand why Little Butterfly did this.

And now, he seems to finally understand...

He understood too late.

It turns out that Little Butterfly liked him.

Is she because he is too slow...

So leaving him...

Xiao Changyuan didn't know if he liked the little butterfly.

But if there is a next time.

When the little butterfly kissed him.

He will not interrupt her.

He would quietly let her kiss him.

Xiao Changyuan felt that his life was passing.

He lay on the cold snow.

Gradually lost consciousness.

He could not feel the coldness of the frost and snow, nor the warmth of the blood flowing through his body, nor the pain of the wound, and he had no temperature.

The second is hearing.

He gradually lost the bleak cold wind.

I can see the snowflakes flying.

But he couldn't feel the sound of it.

The last is the visual.

Vision gradually blurred.

However, his eyes suddenly focused on a falling snowflake.

Xiao Changyuan's scattered eyes slowly gathered again.

He seemed to see his little butterfly.

The falling snow in the sky.

It seems to have a bright and rich pink light.

Like his little butterfly.

Xiao Changyuan slowly stretched out his blood-stained hand, trying to catch the snowflake falling from the sky.

Like many years ago.

After the little butterfly was found by him, it would rub his head against his cheek, and then fall into his palm.

The Great Tyrant has found his little butterfly.

Xiao Changyuan moved his thin lips slowly.

"I found you."

Xiao Changyuan raised the corners of his lips weakly.

That pale and cold handsome face.

A contented smile floated up.

Blood hands fall.

He closed his eyes forever.

"Don't..."

The cloud fluttered on his body, desperately trying to hold his warm hand, she cried like rain, she cried so hard, she couldn't breathe.

She finally understood.

Why did I see the finale in the first place.

She will cry so hard.

It turned out that she was not crying because of the love of the hero and heroine.

She is distressed for this unloved tyrant.

The great tyrant died without finding his little butterfly.

But she understood too late...

Yun Pianpian cried so much that her heart throbbed, her whole body trembled uncontrollably, her heart seemed to be torn abruptly, and could no longer be sewn up, every inch of flesh and blood was tinged with bluntness The pain in her chest made her suffocate.

Yun Pian Pian was crying hard to breathe.

Dark eyes.

She passed out from crying.

The author has something to say:This is the whole story.

The author is about to cry.

Thanks to the little angel who threw the mine: 1 crème brûlée;

Thanks to the little angel who irrigated the nutrient solution: Yaya·wsunly2 bottles;

Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!