Purple Qi Donglai

In the mid-autumn season, among the bamboo leaves in the breeze, she heard him love, hate, hate, and ignorance, one leaf of Bodhi,

In the winter season, in the dim candlelight, he and her whispered softly, knowing each other's feelings,

In early spring, when the rivers are clear, he holds hands with her and faces the wind, sighing the mountains and rivers together,

In midsummer, with the sound of cicadas slowly, he knew his fate in the world, and expressed regret,

In the faint candlelight, the candlelight made her pale face more rosy, and the shining candlelight shone on her face and reflected in her heart. She rested on his lap, and gently raised her eyes to stare at her. is tenderness,

"Jiu'er, you keep looking at me like this, how can I calmly read the Buddhist scriptures in my hand?" His slender joints slid over her beautiful hair, and strands of blue hair flitted between the bones.Then he went around his nose, twisted it lightly, and then looked down at her. There was a slight smile on the corner of his mouth, and some deep meaning was added to his cool eyes, a little bit of doubt, a little bit of doting,

Feng Jiu put her hand lightly around his waist, didn't speak, just smiled lightly,

"Buddha said, one flower is one world, one leaf is one Bodhi, life is like a dream, all things follow fate" the soft voice came into Fengjiu's ear, when he raised his eyes to look at him, they looked at each other with tenderness hidden in their eyes, dissolve in the heart,

"What about a couple for a lifetime?"

In his cool eyes, there was a momentary loss of color, and then a wry smile slipped from the corner of his mouth,

"Have you ever heard that it takes five hundred times to look back in the previous life in exchange for one passing by in this life?" Chen Qing said with a smile, his eyes were full of bitterness,

"If you count past and present lives, I'm afraid you and I really can't figure it out," Feng Jiu laughed lightly, with a playful tone in her tone,

"Bodhi Bracelet, Hetian Jade Pendant, Buddha Bell" he murmured, Feng Jiu then chuckled,

"The things you gave me are really quite a lot, but they are still worse." Then she sat up, looked up at him,

"It's the same? Could it be this string of agarwood beads in my hand?" He looked at the agarwood beads in his hand with a little doubt, and then he was about to take them off and put them on her wrist.

Feng Jiu patted her forehead lightly, sighed faintly, and then threw herself into his arms, listening to his fiery heartbeat,

"If you are entrusted to be an antique dealer in the next life, and you will wear all the real gold and silver on my hands, then I will definitely not come to you, it is too heavy."

"You, you are really naughty," Chen Qing said with a slight smile, the corners of his eyes were full of pampering,

"Donghua, when you return to Jiuchongtian, will you still remember the past in the mortal world?" She frowned slightly, but still kept a forced smile on her face.

"Although I don't understand the temperament of Emperor Huadijun in the Middle East, according to what you said, when the immortal soul on my body returns to the Nine Heavens, when the immortal gods are recast, and when Nirvana is reborn, I will definitely marry you."

"How can you be so sure?" Feng Jiu raised her head lightly, a trace of doubt slipped in her eyes,

However, the corner of Chen Qing's mouth raised slightly, and a faint smile flashed across the corner of his mouth, and then he whispered in her ear,

"Heart, and only it will tell you why." Chen's faint voice drifted to Feng Jiu's ear, and she was a little lost for a while,

"Forgive me for being so cruel, this is my fate and I can't escape it"

"Jiu'er, wait for me,"

"Jiu'er, remember to come and find me,"

"If this king meets you again in the next life, I will definitely promise you a red makeup and a lifetime of marriage."

"If you turn into a mansa bead flower in the next life, even if it blooms in the depths of hell, I will definitely protect you forever"

Thousands of voices lingered in her ears for a while,

On the day when he returned to chaos, in the scorching peach forest, in the white snow, in the shadow of the plain white clothes,