Castle Peak does not change

The beauty of the day is beautiful, but the sky is like a beautiful flower, and the family is buried in fleeting years.

This night can be called chicken flying dog jumping.

Both the Flower God and the Snow God were seriously injured, and the imperial physicians in the mortal world could not heal the wounds of the God Venerable. Zhi Ming was anxious to drag them out and chop them up. Ming shook his head.

"Young man, why are you so hostile at such a young age?"

The person who came was the Immortal Doctor.

Because the two of them were seriously injured, they were ordered by the medical immortal not to get out of bed to recuperate with peace of mind, and Zhi Ming felt ashamed that he would give whatever the medical immortal asked for.

After a long time like this, Ali has recovered a lot, but Mr. Qian still can't go out because of his serious injury. Like a long time ago, Ali sneaked in the door to see him, and was beaten out several times by the senior doctor.

In this way, the days passed day by day, and finally came the day when I had to leave.

In the evening, Ali set up a drink, and invited Zhiming to Xiang Xutai to have a talk.

Zhiming knew it well, and suppressed the sourness without saying a word.

"Master, A Li must go." After drinking for three times, A Li put down his wine glass, the scar on his arm had already healed as before, "After this catastrophe, our concern for you and me has been completely exhausted."

Zhi Ming tugged at his wrist, he knew he shouldn't do this, but he couldn't persuade himself to let go no matter what.

"Can't you forgive me after all?"

"It's never me you care about, it's that Murong Li," A Li looked into Zhi Ming's eyes and shook his head gently, "I've told you many times."

"But you are him, aren't you?" Zhi Ming held him and dared not let go, for fear that if he let go, he would never find him again.

A Li put his other hand on his forehead, a light flashed in his palm, Zhi Ming closed his eyes and fell asleep, A Li caught him and put him on the bed.

"You and I are dead, I have to go back to heaven," A Li sat next to Zhi Ming, tracing his eyebrows and eyes, "I can't repay your love for me. I have thought about it for a long time, and I can only do this."

Obsessed with dreams, he saw the Kaolin Wushuang Huashenzun for the last time.

I have to go.He saw A Li smiled, it was so beautiful, thank you for being kind to me.

I have returned your Murong Li to you. If there is no debt in this life, this is the last chance. You should treat him well and try to make him forgive you sooner.

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Zhi Ming woke up from the dream, covered in cold sweat, still on the Xiang Xu Terrace, the God of Flowers and Snow had disappeared.He Fang wanted to get out of bed to look for it, but his hand pressed something soft, he was taken aback, the person he pressed gave a soft cry, Zhi Ming turned his head slowly in disbelief, and met Murong Li's slowly opening eyes .

Murongli didn't remember very clearly what happened, his memory was only up to the second before he jumped into the sea of ​​flames, looking at it like this, doesn't God want him to die?

"Ah...Ah Li?" Zhi Ming's voice trembled, Murong Li glanced at him coldly, wondering why this man turned his face like a book.

"What is the meaning of this, Your Majesty? I have already said that I only wish there would be no more entanglements, why do you still want to save..."

Before he finished speaking, Zhi Ming hugged him tightly, his eyes widened in shock, nothing remained in his mind, only the warm body temperature of that person.

"A Li...it's my A Li...you're back..." It's unmistakable, this time he really came back.Murongli patted Zhiming's head without knowing why, and felt his shoulders wet with his tears.

"Your Majesty, what's the matter with you?" Murong Li pushed him away with a little effort, and wiped the tears on his face, "Don't cry."

"...You don't remember anything?" Zhi Ming sensed something was wrong with Murong Li, "What's your name?"

"Zhen?" Murong Li looked at him, and suddenly laughed at himself, "I forgot that the king has unified the heavens, and it's time to call the co-lord, the crime of disrespect, the co-lord... eh!"

Zhi Ming hugged his head, and kissed back what he hadn't finished speaking, this time Murong Li couldn't break free no matter what, Zhi Ming's kiss was a little eager, Murong Li blushed, and he didn't let go until he was out of breath .

"Scholars can be killed, but not humiliated. Is the co-lord going too far!" He glared at Zhiming, but Zhiming's eyes were full of warmth, making him speechless.

I understand.Thank you Ali.

"A Li, listen to me," it's not me, it's me, Zhi Ming hugged Murong Li again, this time he didn't struggle, "I know it all, what happened in the past is my fault."

"Ali, I'm sorry."

Murongli suddenly felt sore eyes, how long had he been waiting for this sentence?

"I'm sorry, the co-lord, can offset the lives of tens of thousands of my Yaoguang soldiers?" He tried hard to calm down his voice, but his nasal voice was still hoarse.

Hearing this, Zhi Ming let go of him, the two looked at each other, and Zhi Ming reached out to touch his cheek.

"A Li, it's my fault," he said solemnly, "I'm Zhiming, the king, not a co-lord in front of you."

"If you still blame me, I will return the Yaoguang to you, I will return the power to you, I will give you the throne, and you can even kill me, I just beg you..." Zhi Ming said In the end, there was already some choking.

"Don't leave me again..."

Zhi Ming is really afraid of gaining and losing, losing and recovering, gaining again and losing again, losing and gaining again.

Big drops of tears rolled down, Murongli couldn't get angry anymore in surprise, he stroked Zhiming's head, and smiled softly.

"Your Majesty, why bother?"

Zhi Ming was overjoyed, jumped out of bed, picked him up and turned around on the ground a few times, shouting while turning.

"A Li is back! A Li forgive me!"

Murongli was dizzy from being turned by him, so he slapped Zhiming's back hard, Zhiming hurriedly put him on the bed and sat up, no matter how hard he looked, he couldn't get enough of it.

"Your Majesty, did I forget something?" As clever as Murongli, how could he not notice something was wrong.

"A Li has indeed forgotten something," Zhi Ming sat beside him and hugged him, and the two looked at the full moon hanging high outside the window together. "I'll tell you slowly later, okay?"

"it is good."

According to the historical records of later generations, after the third year of the unification of Juntian, the co-lord of Zhongyuan, he never remarried in his life. There are very few records about this empress in the historical books, only that she was named Li, and later generations called her Empress Li.

This is all for later.

After decades of catastrophe, the Flower Goddess has finally returned to his place.

It's just that for some reason, Hua Shenzun's soul was torn in half, and he had to rest, so the Emperor of Heaven allowed him to stay in the flower field to recuperate, and don't have to worry about political affairs for the time being.

Only a few gods who know the truth know that Hua Shenzun separated his soul with his own hands, just to return the lover of the infatuated emperor in the world.

When A Li woke up, he was lying on Jun Qian's lap, the sky was high and the clouds were clear, and they were on their way back to the God Realm.

"Mr. Qian......?"

"You're awake." Jun Jun smiled gently, and straightened the cloak covering him, "Is there anything uncomfortable?"

"I seem to... forget something?"

"It's just a common thing, forget it."

Surrounded by Qian Jun's gentle breath, Ali nodded, closed his eyes obediently, climbed lazily a few times, and lay in Qian Jun's arms.

"I'll sleep again..."

Jun Qian hugged him with tenderness in his eyes.

"After we go back, the marriage letter between you and me will also take effect."

Ali opened his eyes all of a sudden, and wrinkled his face.

"How do you remember this one?"

"The wedding post was given to you a long time ago, and you haven't returned it for a long time, did you bury it as flower material?" Jun Jun rubbed his head lovingly, with a tender look on his face.

"I came back to you early. It's in your Clivia's jade pot. You didn't notice it yourself. It's my fault." A Li snickered and rubbed against his broad chest.

"You!" Jun Jun smiled helplessly, "It's still early, so there's no rush, they've already prepared things for your wedding, but the master has urged me several times to ask when I'm going to marry you .”

"Hmph!" Ali's ears blushed unconsciously, and he buried his head in silence.

"Go to sleep." Qian Jun bowed his head and kissed his hair.

Sleep in peace, from now on, you and I will be together.