May you be prosperous for half a lifetime

The first time Naihe saw him was on the third day after his death.

Huangquan is far away, he walked for three full days, until he came to Wangchuan, and said, "I am afraid that I will forget someone, can I not drink Mengpo soup?" When he said this, the expression in his eyes, Extremely lonely, it sets off the deep blue.

Naihe has seen this kind of people a lot, but he didn't feel anything.

But the person who has a crush, in order to meet that person again in the next life and avoid Meng Potang, will jump into the river of forgetfulness and wait for thousands of years. During these thousands of years, he can look at the person he misses once again Walking past Naihe over and over again, drinking bowl after bowl of Mengpo soup, I am afraid that the person will drink it and forget everything, but also I am afraid that if the person does not drink it, I will suffer like him in the river of forgetfulness for thousands of years .

In Wangchuan, there are many people who are infatuated with each other, but it seems that this Yuwen Hu is so different.

He killed many people during his lifetime, and his hands were stained with blood. When he came, there were still many souls biting him behind him, but he was not afraid of anything, passed through the underworld, and fell into the river of forgetfulness.

He died at the hands of his relatives because of fighting in the same room, but he didn't say a word, unlike those innocent souls who were murdered, telling their injustices.

He stayed in Wangchuan for a long time, so long that he reincarnated in the world several times.

Naihe has never seen someone who can last for so long.

Nai He was very curious, and wanted to know more and more what it was that made him difficult...

Yu Wenhu, died on that rainy day, the palace of the Great Zhou came and went quickly, the imperial power was changed, and the change was fleeting, and the person who could call the wind and rain one moment, became someone else's fish in the next moment.

Everyone in the palace wanted him to die, blood stained the supreme staircase of the imperial city red, and the drizzle couldn't wash away his blood until the last drop of blood drained away.

He seemed to be looking at the sky, there was no sun that day, his eyes were gray and blue.Brings out the color next to it.

"Princess..."

That was the first sentence Naihe heard from his mouth. These two words came from him in a low voice, the endless lovesickness mixed with such resolute and helpless sternness.