The general and his spoiled wife

North Mianshan, surrounded by mountains and rivers, has beautiful scenery.The long wind swept across the mountains in a cold manner, and the snow-white leopard slowly opened its eyes in the mountain forest, stood firm on its legs, and waited for an opportunity to find prey that could be devoured.

The place where Lord Acacia is praised, the golden plaque hangs high, and the maid walks through the corridor feeling worried.The Taoist priest has been guarding that door for almost three days.

The incense was lit inside the door, and on the soft couch, Jiang Huai wore thin clothes and closed her eyes tightly, as if she was trapped in a nightmare and could not break free.

The eyes of the woman in red are filled with smiles, she is actually trapped in a nightmare and cannot break free, Zhixian looks at the porcelain bowl on the small table, the bowl was originally filled with medicine, but now there is not a drop left, where did it go?

She took out her handkerchief and gently wiped the corners of the lips of the sleeping woman, and said softly, "Ah Xing, let's start over, shall we?"

Once upon a time, there were many sisters in Xing Chengu, and only Ah Xing was the closest to her.

Once upon a time, Ah Xing did a lot to please her.Make beautiful lanterns for her, make exquisite clarinets for her, paint for her, and teach her stargazing.Sisterhood is no less than anyone else, even more.

until that day.

Until the day when I was about to leave the valley and the feelings in my heart could no longer be suppressed.

Until she performed the soul-shifting method on A Xing, until the warmth in A Xing's eyes was shattered, Daozi succeeded to the grand ceremony, and there was a distinction between good and evil. A Xing's attitude was decisive and she could not tolerate her dissatisfaction.

But the world is changing, the sea is changing, and if she can't get her heart, how can she be reconciled?

So here she is.

So she crossed life and death and crossed the shackles of time and space to chase after her.

There are many people chasing her, but only her, only her Zhixian, who wants to protect her wholeheartedly.Regardless of whether she is A Xing or the emperor of the Dayu Kingdom, in her heart, this is the junior sister she loves but cannot be full of aura.

"Put the soul-wandering grass with the crushed juice of Limenghua, Ah Xing, don't blame me, you can wake up after the dust settles. At that time, you forget Liu Yunci and stay with me, the mountains are high and the waters are long, I I will spend the rest of my life with you. I will give you everything I have."

Soft-spoken, full of inexhaustible affection, Zhixian likes this feeling so much.She even felt that Ah Xing's appearance of obediently lying on the couch with his eyes closed was simply not too good.

Searching through the memories, it is really rare to see such a quiet and weak Ah Xing.

When Ah Xing hadn't become a Daozi, she was reckless with a sometimes evil spirit, she was happy, free and unrestrained.

But Ah Xing is pitiful again. In the tenth year of her most glorious tenth year, her heart was forcibly dug out by her close relatives. How those people made her up with meticulous care and how they cruelly destroyed her .

In this life, Zhixian doesn't want to teach her to carry too much burden.Sometimes sobriety means cruelty is not as good as muddled.

Sitting on the edge of the couch, tracing her eyebrows and eyes with her fingertips, Zhi Xian has always known that this person has a good-looking face, looking at the person in front of her, she has a gentle smile, not devoutly like the Lord of the One, but rather Like the most faithful believer.

She is gentle and sincere.

"You have to be obedient, Ah Xing. Those people, those things, forget about Liu Yunci, forget everything about Xing Chengu, just you and me, let's start over."

"Ah Xing, as a senior sister, as a person who loves you, I will give you an opportunity regardless of my hands. Don't resist, don't be willful, okay? Let those hurts go away from you completely, from now on , I will protect you with my life. Just listen to me and forget about those."

She paused, looked back and ordered: "Go get the last bowl of soup."

The maid stepped back.

Zhi Xian smiled, and stroked Jiang Huai's delicate collarbone with her hand, and lightly raised her fingertips, seeing the delicate snow-white, her expression couldn't help but blurred, and she didn't dare to look at it for a while.

"Excessive consumption of haunting grass and Limeng flower juice can confuse people's memory and cause people to lose consciousness. You taught me those complicated and obscure brewing methods, Ah Xing, tell me, is this due to fate? You taught me, and I reinvented you."

The fragrant concoction was quickly brought, but the maid walked away lightly, not forgetting to close the door.

"Ah Xing, don't disappoint me, don't reject me again." Zhi Xian took a deep breath, held down her slightly trembling hand, gathered her five fingers together and then let go, slowly and firmly held the spoon, her eyes She is gentle and gentle when she smiles, and her gestures are indescribably solemn.

There are thousands of ways to keep a person, and the most helpless one is nothing more than starting over.

Overthrow all the impossible and carve a way out between love and resentment.This is all the breakthroughs for Zhixian.

She snatched people from Chenyue's hands, snatched people from the deep palace, for nothing more than to find a one in ten thousand possibility.

Ordinary people will forget their past after taking a sip of the medicinal juice, but Ah Xing is different.Ah Xing is not only the Daoist of Heaven and Earth, but she herself is very strong, so strong that it makes people afraid.If she stays awake, this calculation will never come to her.

But at this moment, she is controlled by drugs, controlled by confused memories, she closed her eyes, very well-behaved.

Zhixian no longer has any worries.

This is already the fifth bowl of medicine she has fed.

It is the limit that □□mortals can bear.

If this bowl goes on, the previous life will be destroyed, and what is ushered in is the past that she has carefully woven for Ah Xing.She will replace Liu Yunci and become the love of her life.

This is despicable, the corners of Zhixian's lips are raised, but she is nothing more than that.

Spoon after spoonful of concoction was fed in, and she wiped away the water stains overflowing from her lips with familiar movements, smiling innocently and innocently, tenderly and dangerously.

To fall in love with someone whom one can never have is a cruelty in itself.All she can do is to die and survive.

Her hands are steady and strong, her sleeves are lightly rolled, revealing her thin white wrists: "Ah Xing, in the past and present, there is only me who loves you the most. Only me..."

Confused memories, unclear faces, Jiang Huai walked in the chaotic world, with snow under her feet, wind beside her, and cold passing through her body, she walked forward in a daze, but she didn't know what was waiting at the end... what is it.

"Axing?"

"Axing!"

The pretty girl stood barefoot in the ice and snow, with small bells hanging from her ankles, with a bright smile in her eyes, her long hair raised, accompanied by the wind and snow, soft and cold.

"A Xing? A Xing wait for me."

The girl pulled her sleeves, Jiang Huai looked at her inexplicably: "Who are you?"

"I, I'm Zhixian, you can call me Senior Sister."

"Sister?"

"Yes, you have been raised in my house since you were a child, and you have learned martial arts from my father as a teacher. I am two years older than you, so of course you should call me Senior Sister."

"A Xing? Then who is A Xing?"

"Ah Xing is you. How did you forget? What do you remember, let me tell you?"

Jiang Huai stood there blankly, staring blankly at her, before saying after a while: "Okay, okay."

Zhixian tilted her head and smiled at her: "Do you mind if I hold your hand?"

do you mind?Jiang Huai blinked, feeling vaguely that someone would be unhappy.Who is that unhappy?

Just as the hand was about to retract into the sleeve, it was clenched tightly.

Zhixian stubbornly said: "You and I have been married since we were young, I will marry you sooner or later, can't I hold your hand?"

"Marry me?" Jiang Huai's struggling hands slowly stopped moving: "You want to marry me?"

"That's right. I want to marry you, and you want to marry me. You can only marry me in your life. Ah Xing, did you hear that?"

"I heard it. But I..."

"what?"

Jiang Huai rubbed her swollen temples: "But I, haven't I already married?"

"What nonsense are you talking about again?" The bell sounded from the dream, and the girl took two steps back, and said stubbornly and seriously: "Ah Xing, I am the wife you want to marry. Look clearly, your fiancee is me. I It's Zhixian, your favorite senior sister."

Favorite...

The concoction bottomed out, and Zhi Xian held her hand tightly, those broken thoughts stopped on her lips, feeling the trembling of her palm, she held her breath nervously, the woman on the couch spread out her long hair, and her clear eyes gradually faded away. Unfolded, there is a soul-stirring clarity and sparkle.

"Axing!"

"Master... senior sister?"

"Ah Xing, you finally woke up! During the few days you were away, I was so scared!" Zhi Xian embraced her nostalgicly, pressed her face against her soft chest, feeling the familiar heartbeat, her lips slightly Jan, you have a nice smile.

Jiang Huai froze there in a daze, her body tensed subconsciously, she wanted to push it away, but she couldn't do anything, she muttered to herself: "Worry, worry about me?"

"Yes, Ah Xing, my father is gone, you and I grew up together dependent on each other, if you have something good or bad, teach me how to live?"

Jiang Huai was stunned by the soft tone, the soft tone of voice, and the familiar fragrance on her body, as if she had known him before.

"You, are you really my senior sister? You and I, depend on each other for life?"

Zhixian buried her in her arms sweetly: "What? Do you still want to admit that you have done those embarrassing things?"

"What, what?" Jiang Huai was so startled that he wanted to retreat, but someone grabbed his waist tightly.

"You kissed me secretly, do you still want to run away? Left and right... You want to marry me, Ah Xing, I don't mind..."

Following her lingering words, a line gradually formed in her chaotic thinking, and along that line, Jiang Huai's memory was corrected, and she seemed to believe this statement.

"Can you let me go first?"

Zhi Xian curled her lips, came out of her arms reluctantly, and said coquettishly: "What? You still want to avoid suspicion with me?"

avoid arousing suspicion?

Jiang Huai's body trembled slightly, deep in his memory, it seemed that there was indeed such a person who did not need to avoid suspicion.She shook her head hesitantly: "If... if it's you, then there's no need to avoid suspicion."

Zhixian smiled happily.

If anyone was present, they would definitely find it strange that the ruthless and ruthless character of the Dao Lord of Acacia actually has the shyness of a young daughter, her every move, every frown and smile, is very much like a person.

"A Xing, hug me, okay?"

Jiang Huai's fingers moved slightly, just as she was about to agree, her body's instinctive resistance made her frown slightly.

"What? Can't you? You and I grew up together since we were young, and hugging me made you feel embarrassed?"

"No, no. No, don't make things difficult." Jiang Huai raised her arm lightly, gently resting on her waist.

Zhi Xian raised his head in satisfaction, and said softly: "Then you...kiss me again?"

Staring at the moist red lips, Jiang Huai suddenly fell into a deeper confusion. Since she woke up, everything seemed to have changed.As for what changed, what it was like before, she couldn't remember.Suddenly hearing the senior sister's request, her first reaction was not shyness, but absurdity.

What a ridiculous invitation.

The slender fingers caressed the center of her eyebrows, seeing that she was embarrassing and intentionally not moving, Zhixian followed her coquettishly: "Aren't you and I used to this? We grew up together since we were young, and my father betrothed me to you. You love me deeply, The world is so big, only I can walk into your heart, so what if you kiss me? Ah Xing, what are you thinking?"

"I..." Looking at that soft and beautiful face, Jiang Huai couldn't help but look towards the open window, smelling the remaining fragrance of medicine in the air, her eyelashes fluttered slightly, and her heart trembled slightly.

Zhi Xian dared to feed her medicine, so she wasn't afraid that she would find out.

The windows of the room are bright and clean, and the wind moves freely through it. Before Jiang Huai can figure it out, the remaining medicinal fragrance is completely scattered in the wind.Like running water, you can't catch it, but you can't stop cutting it.

She covered her heart, shook her head lightly, looked at Zhi Xian, and said word by word: "Are you and I used to this?"

Zhixian took her hand, and said softly: "Yes, Ah Xing, don't you...don't love me?"

Love?

Jiang Huai had a splitting headache.

She covered her head and frowned uncomfortably: "Why is this happening? What's wrong with me?"

"Ah Xing, are you going to be a person with a bad heart?" Zhixian naturally knew what happened to her, but she couldn't tell.She brainwashed her domineeringly, and most of those confused memories would never come back.

From now on, she will replace Liu Yunci and become the final winner.

She will get Ah Xing, and join hands with her until the end of life.

At this moment, she hugged her shoulders in a panic: "Ah Xing, don't be afraid, it will be fine in a while, in a while."

This is indeed true.

A quarter of an hour later, the headache symptoms subsided, Jiang Huai's forehead leaked a thin layer of sweat, Zhi Xian took a brocade handkerchief and wiped it gently for her, still reminding: "Ah Xing, in two days, we will be married. Big day, you... do you have anything to tell me?"

She lowered her eyes shyly, which made Jiang Huai feel very uncomfortable.

Always feel weird.

But the truth in the other person's eyes can't deceive anyone.

"Are you going to get married?"

"Well, Ah Xing, are you happy?"

happy?Jiang Huai's eyes were empty, no, she was not happy.She is not happy at all.

Seeing her silence, Zhixian continued to hold her hand without being discouraged, and told about "Those Years" that she had written long ago.

In fact, she didn't lie completely. What she said was all because of her dream and doing it with Ah Xing.

The woman's voice is beautiful, lingering in Jiang Huai's heart, Jiang Huai closed his eyes, and those hazy images gradually had voices.She listened carefully and took her new life seriously.

At nightfall, Zhi Xianlai stayed in the room and refused to leave. She tried to act coquettishly: "Ah Xing, my shoulder hurts. Would you like to help me..."

Jiang Huai glanced at her, and her eyes fell on her thin and beautiful shoulders, and said with a smile: "Come here."

Zhixian sat on the round stool with brisk steps, Jiang Huai lowered his hands lightly, but was stunned.

That blurred figure jumped out from the heart lake. She also held her hand to paint for her, and she also kneaded her shoulders, and the tenderness swayed. Looking at the clear and bright woman in front of her, Jiang Huai hesitated again.

She blushed and asked, "You, do you still remember the painting I made for you?"

"Drawing?" Zhixian responded very quickly, shyly and timidly said: "Remember, Ah Xing's painting skills are superb, no one can match."

is it?

But what she wants to hear is not these.

Jiang Huai pondered for a moment, seemingly absent-minded: "Sister, do you want to stay tonight?"

"is it okay?"

She shook her head, looking rather silent.

If it was true as what the senior sister said, they depended on each other and loved each other forever, why, looking at the exquisite figure in front of her, she was never tempted?

Not to mention her heartbeat, her heart is as calm as water, with few desires and indifference.

It shouldn't be like this.

The person she loves shouldn't be like this.

What should it be like?

Sending Zhi Xian away with a smile, Jiang Huai stopped at the door and looked up at the sky. The stars were twinkling in the sky. A bright star attracted her attention.

This star seems to be in danger.

Her heart was stabbed suddenly, and her face turned pale!

It seemed as if I heard a soft and affectionate voice flowing in my ears——

Jiang Huai, may I play the piano for you?Can I play Phoenix Qiuhuang for you?