In the ninth year of Tianfeng in the Xuanchi Dynasty, Emperor Lin'an ruled the world and created a peaceful and prosperous age. At only 37 years old, he became a famous emperor through the ages.

The national surname of the Xuanchi Dynasty: Ouyang.

Prince Ouyang Ze was sixteen years old and had no wife or concubine. Emperor Lin'an offered marriages many times, but the prince stubbornly resisted.

It is well known that the person that Prince Ouyang Ze deeply loves is Zi Wanyu, the princess of Tianlin Kingdom who was destroyed by Emperor Lin'an not long ago. Zi Wanyu is the most beautiful woman in the world.

Not long ago, when the Tianlin Kingdom fell, Zi Houyu disappeared from everyone's sight...

Tianling Valley is surrounded by mist.

In the depths of Tianling Valley, beside the mountain stream, there was a girl in purple lying on a boulder. Her skin was like creamy fat, her facial features were exquisite, her face was pale and she looked very weak.

There was a half-grown boy squatting beside the woman. He looked twelve or thirteen years old, and although he was childish, he was also very handsome.

"Sister Yu, hold on, I won't let you die." The young man looked at the delicate, bloodless face of the purple-clothed girl, his face turned pale, and he was really worried that he would not be able to save her.

The purple-clothed girl's dark purple eyes are getting darker and darker, like a puppet that has lost its vitality. There is a wry smile on her thin lips. There is no cure for the poison of Dan, the spirit clan has long been hidden in the world, even if you find the people of the spirit clan, they will not save me. Live well, sister Yu does not want you to feel resentment because of sister Yu's death , keep your pure and kind heart, see all kinds of things in the world, and comprehend the joy of life, Sister Yu has no thoughts of life in this life, you have to carry Sister Yu's hope to live instead of Sister Yu."

"No!" The boy's eyes turned red instantly, and he watched the purple-clothed girl whose vitality was gradually disappearing, and held on to Ruyu's hand firmly.

"Sister Yu, I must have a way to save you, definitely!" His tone was panicked and helpless. He was hailed as a genius and omnipotent, but he could only watch her step by step into the world. Is it Yan Luodian?

He doesn't believe it, he doesn't believe it!

Suddenly, with a bright look in his eyes, he took out a palm-sized jade tablet from his pocket, and smashed it hard on the stone. The jade pendant was instantly cracked by the huge impact, and a milky white thumbnail was exposed from the pieces of the jade tablet. sized pills.

"Sister Yu, eat it! I won't let you die, I will definitely find someone from the Spirit Race to save you!" He handed the pill to the girl's mouth, his black eyes full of hope.

The girl in purple didn't know what the pill was, but she couldn't bear to refuse the boy's kindness, so she opened her mouth slightly to put the pill in her mouth, and then fell into a deep coma.

The moment she fell into a coma, what flashed through her mind was the incomparably handsome man. He was dressed in a white brocade robe, with picturesque features, and his eyes were indifferent and disregarded as if overlooking the common people.

That kind of indifference was deeply engraved in his bones.

Zhong Lixuan, if there is an afterlife, I never want to meet you again...

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In the capital of the Xuanchi Dynasty, lanterns and festoons were everywhere, and everyone was smiling, and everyone in the streets and alleys was talking about the grand wedding of the current prince.

Five years ago, the crown prince Ouyang Ze stubbornly resisted Emperor Lin'an's refusal to get married for the sake of the subjugated princess Zi Yuyu, and was even more furious after Emperor Lin'an forced him to give him the marriage.

In those two years, Emperor Lin'an had a lot of headaches because of the prince's marriage. Although Emperor Lin'an had five sons, his favorite was Ouyang Ze, who was the youngest. position.

Half a year ago, Emperor Lin'an had no choice but to listen to Concubine Li Gui's suggestion, and found a woman who looked eight points similar to Zi Yuyu to approach Ouyang Ze. Believe in the fact that Zi Houyu is dead.

Suddenly meeting a person similar to Zi Kuanyu, the feelings for Zi Kuanyu were transferred to this woman named Nan Yumeng out of control.

And today is the day of Prince Ouyang Ze's wedding.

In an elegant pavilion on the third floor of Huiyang Building, a man in a water-blue brocade robe leaned against the window and looked at the endless heads of people in the street below. Yu Yu, but married a substitute, Ouyang Ze, so in your heart, sister Yu can be replaced by any woman who looks like her? I want to see if your big marriage will end up in the end. Become a big funeral!"

Sword-browed and star-eyed, he stared coldly at the red silk paved in the center of the street below, which was very glaring, and he really wanted to destroy it all.

That guy insulted his most respected sister Yu with a broken substitute, how could he tolerate it? !

And in the elegant room of Tianzihao on the fourth floor of Huiyang Building, there is also an extremely handsome man, wearing a white brocade robe, white jade crown and hair, exquisite facial features, and standing behind two handsome black brocade The man in the white robe, the two of them were standing in a position to protect the handsome man in white.

"Young master, what are we doing here?" The man on the left behind the man in white couldn't understand why his young master rushed to the capital as soon as he heard that Ouyang Ze had married someone similar to that woman.

This is the young master they have never seen before, and they have never seen the young master lose his composure for anyone.

The man in white didn't speak, he got up and walked slowly to the window, looking down at the dazzling red silk below, with a smile of unknown meaning in his eyes.

"Similarity is just similarity after all, not her."

His voice like a clear spring is astounding, just like his appearance, and it is also unforgettable as if he is possessed by a demon.

Qiaofeng looked at his young master's ambiguous smile, and inexplicably felt chills in his heart.

On the other side, Qing Yun couldn't help but frowned and said: "Young master, if you come here as soon as you hear the news, I'm afraid the elders of the ghost hall will cause trouble for you after hearing about it, so let's go back. "

"It's just a bunch of bad old men, what are you afraid of?" The man in white glanced at Qingyun with a disdainful tone and a stern expression.

Qingyun choked suddenly, and lowered her head, not daring to say any more.

At this time, only the sound of firecrackers could be heard from below, and it was getting closer and closer. The welcoming team walked slowly in front of Huiyang Building on red silk.

The person who was walking at the front of the wedding party on horseback wore a red wedding dress on his body, which made his already handsome face look full of coquettishness. Some boudoir daughters who sneaked out from the street looked at such a handsome and handsome prince. Your Highness, the little one was thumping, resentful in his heart for not being able to look a bit like that dead Zi Houyu, otherwise the one sitting in the sedan chair would not necessarily be that Nan Yumeng.

Just as the welcoming team was about to pass Huiyang Building, the man in white saw a water-blue figure suddenly flashing out from the Accord on the third floor facing his private room.

The man in white suddenly narrowed his eyes, that figure...it was him!

I saw that water-blue figure floated down five meters in front of Ouyang Ze, and his phoenix eyes stared coldly at the scarlet robe.

Ouyang Ze looked at the handsome man in front of him, his face darkened suddenly: "Who are you? How dare you stop the prince's wedding party!"

"Who am I?" The man in the water-blue brocade robe heard a gloomy face and gave Ouyang Ze a hard look. The anger in his heart couldn't help but explode, "You bastard! You keep saying you love my sister Yu , Hurt her by marrying a substitute! The young master refuses to let you marry this beautiful wife today. Even if you want to marry, you must never marry a woman who looks like my sister Yu. You are doing me wrong. Sister Yu's biggest humiliation, you deserve to die!!"

Hearing the word "Sister Yu" from the mouth of the man in the water blue brocade robe, Ouyang Ze's heart tightened immediately, he looked at the man in front of him in astonishment, looked up and down, and finally remembered who the person in front of him was.

He got out of the carriage in surprise and took a few steps forward, then stopped under the cold gaze of that person, and looked at him nervously: "You are Han Shaoyang? Are you Han Shaoyang next to Yu'er? Where is she, she is not dead right?"

Today is the only time in the past five years that Ouyang Ze's heart surged. Seeing this young man made him more excited than seeing Nan Yumeng, who looked eighty percent similar to Zi Kuanyu half a year ago.

Han Shaoyang sneered, looking at the excited Ouyang Ze in front of him, his eyes were full of disdain: "You deserve to be called my sister Yu's boudoir name? What are you? Don't forget, if it wasn't for you, sister Yu would have been Did your father commit poison and murder? If it wasn't for you, would elder sister Yu's country be ruined? If it wasn't for you, would elder sister Yu still be asleep? What qualifications do you have to call elder sister Yu's boudoir name? You keep saying Love her, but now you want to marry a woman who looks similar to her to humiliate her, you bastard, you are not worthy of Sister Yu at all!!"

After being scolded and questioned by Han Shaoyang, Ouyang Zejun's face was full of shame, and he was so choked that he couldn't speak.

Taking a staggering step forward, Ouyang Ze still grasped the six words in Han Shaoyang's words, 'I have been sleeping until now'.

Did she really not die?

Breathing became more and more rapid, Ouyang Ze clutched his heart, feeling suffocated by the pain: "Shaoyang, I thought your sister Yu was dead, so I..."

"Don't make excuses for your filth, you just like sister Yu's appearance, a woman who looks eighty percent like sister Yu is a rare beauty in the world, since you, Ouyang Ze, like beauties, why bother?" For many years, you have pretended not to marry others because of Sister Yu? Shameless! Despicable! People like you deserve to stand shoulder to shoulder with Sister Yu? Wishful thinking!"

The white-clothed man in the private room of Huiyang Building was also breathing a little irregularly. Looking at Han Shaoyang whose face was flushed with anger, his heart also moved suddenly.

What flashed in my mind was those deep purple eyes, gentle as water, seeming angry...

She is not dead!

Staring at Han Shaoyang with burning eyes, the man in white raised the corners of his lips and sighed softly, "Zi Houyu, why are you still alive... If you are alive... how can the little guy see..." I said.

Zi Houyu, you are really a disaster, Han Shaoyang became what he is now because of you.

Ouyang Ze, the Crown Prince of the Xuanchi Dynasty, has not married for five years because of you.

oh!I almost forgot, there is Feng Xinping!

Zi Houyu, you are really a disaster, so many people fall for you, but all I want is Han Shaoyang, why do you want to take everything from that person?

The depths of the phoenix eyes were stained with black, and her heart was as cold as ice.

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