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The next day, the morning mist hadn't dissipated, and scattered red stars of plum blossoms could be seen in the hazy mist.The weather was fine yesterday, but it snowed heavily overnight.The next day, He Zhouzhou pushed open the door and saw the dazzling white snow in front of her eyes. She suddenly remembered something, but she didn't seem to remember it in a flash.She twitched the corner of her mouth, and withdrew one hand from the hand warmer Sprite bag, and stretched out to the outside of the eaves, just in time to catch a piece of snow.

"Are you in love with her?"

"Yes, she is much better than me, and she can accompany you better than me."

"Zhou Zhou, I'm blind, can you accompany me back?"

Her head suddenly ached, and her ears were buzzing, and she heard the angry roar of a woman from afar.His feet were weak, and he fell down on the bluestone steps.

This scene happened to be caught by the maidservant of the visiting woman, and the maidservant beside him couldn't bear to see He Zhouzhou in such pain.

"Princess, she is a mortal now, and she can't stand the stimulation of that spice." Obviously there are other spices that are more suitable for He Zhouzhou to recall the memories of his previous life. Why does the princess have to use this kind of spice that is forbidden for mortals?

The princess couldn't see how painful He Zhouzhou was, but she smiled and said, "It's right for her to be in pain. I want her to remember me in this lifetime forever."

This time, He Zhouzhou saw that there was an extra woman beside Song Zhouzhou, and that woman was the one who imprisoned him.

That Song Zhouzhou looked at her coldly, from her hands to her eyes, seeing her eyes covered with dust, her heart finally softened.At the beginning, it was because he blocked the opponent's bone erosion powder for himself, and accidentally fell into the eyes.Although the timely treatment saved her life, she couldn't save her eyes.This matter has taken root in Zhou Zhou's heart, no matter how unruly and willful she is, she will tolerate her.If she hadn't saved herself, she wouldn't have met such a fate.

She walked on her left side, and accompanied her with a heavy heart.

After a while, the man stopped and said with a miserable smile: "If you die, I will find your afterlife, and I will make you fall in love with me!"

"As you wish." Now Song Zhouzhou didn't want to provoke her, so he could only answer her casually.

But when she heard that Song Zhouzhou didn't care about herself, her heart ached even more, "I'll make your life worse than death, just like me." The woman's eyes were blind for a while, and she still couldn't get used to it.The steps under her feet were cautious, but the darkness in front of her eyes swallowed her heart.

"It's so good that I can't see. I won't dare to cause trouble again. I'll make trouble for you. Besides, I don't have to see the way you look at her, and cry from heartache. How good, how good." As she spoke, she felt more and more wronged, her voice choked up.

He Zhouzhou stood where he was and looked at the two footsteps left on the snow, one step was neat but paused.The other footsteps were very chaotic, and there were many times when I tried to slip.

Song Zhouzhou's eyes suddenly became moist, and he said in a hoarse voice.

"Yu Concubine,..."

He Zhouzhou couldn't hear what was said later, so she ran over to the two of them, but she could only look at Song Zhouzhou feeling a little sad, but still couldn't hear what she was saying.

Her footsteps became heavier and heavier, and finally she could no longer walk.She looked down at her legs, which were entangled by the vines that sprang from the snow, and she reached out to untie the vines.Unexpectedly, there were other vines in the snow, which suddenly sprang out and wrapped around his hands, pulling him into the snow.

"you're awake."

Looking up, he saw a pair of dull eyes staring at him. He Zhouzhou looked at the woman with a cold face.

He opened his mouth and said, "Yu Concubine."

The corner of the woman's mouth raised slightly, and she said to her: "If you sleep a little longer, maybe you can still dream about something." As she spoke, she was helped up by the maid beside her, and walked to the Eight Immortals Table beside her.After asking the maid to add some spices to the censer, she went out.

All this was seen by He Zhouzhou, a puff of white gas came out of the censer, and the whole room was full of that smell.Her eyelids were getting heavy, but she couldn't sleep.

"If you want to let me know my past life in this way, there is no need. You are not dead, why can't you settle all your grievances?"

He Zhouzhou seemed a little angry when he heard that, but Yu concubine became even happier.But he pretended to be aggrieved and said in a crying voice.

"It's been 100 years, how can I remember?"

"Then I don't remember it, let me go!"

"But, you don't want to know, who is Cifan and what is his relationship with you?"

The other party was silent, and Yu Concubine continued: "Cifan's life is at stake. If you can't remember all the memories of the previous life, her life will be lost. Besides, she died once, and this time she will be wiped out."

He Zhouzhou's chest was getting tighter and tighter, and she wasn't sure if what this woman said was true.

She got up from the bed and got out of bed with her eyelids propped up.The distance between her and Yu Concubine was only a few steps, and during these few steps, as the fragrance entered her nose, her consciousness became thinner and thinner.

"Don't bully me!"

"Zhou Xue, take her outside."

When he got outside, He Zhouzhou finally came to his senses. He raised his head and saw that there was darkness in front of him, and it took a while for it to open up.

"At the beginning, because of your brother's obstruction, you rashly went to the Yin Yang Thirteen Paintings to save Cifan. Your brother just told you to dispel your thoughts about her, but after you went in, there was no more news. Wait until everyone knows about it , Ci Fan went to save you like crazy, but when he got there, he only saw a mess. The only surviving painting fairy in the Thirteen Yin Yang Paintings told Ci Fan that as long as she could come over a hundred years later and let herself eat her soul, she would I promise to save you."

"Then, Huaxian stored your remaining soul in a jade box and handed it over to the Northern School of Tianji Pavilion."

"As long as you remember what happened in the Yin Yang Thirteen Paintings, you can kill that painting fairy!"

The snow fell more and more, and it dyed He Zhouzhou's temples white.She doesn't know how to believe these things. Her wish is to hide in the mountains and forests with her lover.After staying with Cifan for a long time these days, my heart is getting closer and closer to her.I thought it was love in this life, but now it's about my previous life.I am now He Zhouzhou, not Song Zhouzhou, and Cifan and Yujin have always regarded themselves as Song Zhouzhou.Of course she can force herself to remember the past life because of Ci Fan, but she can't accept that Ci Fan loves her because of her past life.

Look at this pretty person in front of you, like a red plum in the twelfth lunar month.Is it really because of Song Zhouzhou that her pair of empty and lifeless eyes?

"That spice, can it really make me remember the past?"

Yu Concubine took the words on her own, "Since you are already alive, you should also accept all the debts from your previous life." After speaking, the jade hand with strong bones held the hand of the maid beside her, and turned to leave.

In this snow field, only He Zhouzhou was left with a heavy heart.She likes to be free, and now, she has given herself such a big task.Can she really do everything right?

Back in the room, glanced at the incense burner on the table, and walked to the bed.Take off your shoes, socks and clothes, and lie on the bed.The spice was so strong that he fell asleep after a while.

This time, when He Zhouzhou saw Song Zhouzhou, there was hatred in his eyes and he was a little puzzled.What is puzzling is that Song Zhouzhou is not as impulsive as an ordinary girl, why did he trust his elder brother Song Lianzhou so easily?

In a water pavilion surrounded by lake water, Song Zhouzhou rested his head on one hand, held a wine glass in the other, and looked at a woman in white in front of him.He Zhouzhou ran over, and seeing the woman's face, he felt very familiar.

"You are the undead, Cifan? Why did your parents give you such a name?"

"If the pavilion owner's surname is He, we are quite a match." Cifan looked at Song Zhouzhou with a sweet smile, secretly delighted.This Song Zhouzhou has been chattering about his name since he met him just now.

Song Zhouzhou just shook his head after hearing what Ci Fan said, and took a sip of wine with a smile.The land of lake water is easy to attract wind, and now is the time when it is windy.But no matter how strong the wind was, Song Zhouzhou drank the wine without changing his expression.Her hair was blown behind her by the wind, and her shawl was blown into the water by the wind.

Seeing this scene, Cifan was thinking of saying a reminder, but saw the shawl dropped into the water.She sighed, rolled up her cuffs, walked to the railing, and was about to step over.

But the wind outside was so strong that it directly blew her thin body into the lake.

"Idiot!" Only when she heard a splash, she knew that the girl had fallen into the water.

He jumped into the water, picked up her waist, and brought her to the pavilion.Seeing one or two strands of her wet hair sticking to her face, there are still water droplets on her eyelashes like a crescent moon.Where is the beauty, the feeling of being on the side of the water rushed to her face, and she suddenly couldn't bear to teach her a lesson.She lowered her head and saw the shawl she was holding tightly in her hands, and her heart softened.

"It's windy here, you've caught a cold again, let's go back quickly." She said, helping Ci Fan up.As soon as the wind blew over, seeing Cifan shiver, Song Zhouzhou took her into his arms.

Feeling being held in someone's arms, warming her icy body, Ci Fan raised her head and looked at her.Seeing her ink-like eyes staring at him, Ci Fan lowered his head, his heart beating wildly.Close your eyes and remember a pair of ink-like eyes.

Seeing the two of them getting farther and farther away from him, He Zhouzhou felt like a corner was missing, filled with cold wind.She is redundant in this dream, but in reality she is Song Zhouzhou's substitute.Cifan never loved He Zhouzhou, but Song Zhouzhou.

Back in the pavilion, sitting on the chair with Yu Wen, resting his hands on his cheeks, watching the back of the two of them leaving.I was really beautiful in my previous life, compared with my current self, I am really beautiful.

Suddenly remembering the scar on Ci Fan's face, she became curious.When he dreamed of his past life for the first time, the woman holding Song Zhouzhou in his dream was probably Ci Fan.At that time, Cifan hadn't been disfigured, and the two of them had a good relationship with Song Lianzhou.

Thinking about it, everything around her became hazy, she was used to it.Close your eyes and wait for yourself to wake up.

After waking up, the room was still dark, and there was a graceful woman standing at the window looking out the window.

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I am,,,, lazy!