The frost has fallen, the cold moon has deepened and the dew has deepened.
In the Baihua Palace, the Twenty-Four Fang Masters knelt down on the main hall paved with clear glazed glass one after another, holding their breath and concentrating.
A gust of night wind passed by, and the shadows of the trees outside the hall were dancing, sifting the moonlight into scattered jade fragments on the ground.
In the center of the hall, the water-colored gauze curtain swayed gently, like the rising and falling breath of the person inside the curtain.
The man was lying on his side in a brocade couch, with plum hair in a hairpin, eyes that were half closed and half open, and his face was extremely beautiful.
Although he was pale and frail, he could not conceal the elegant demeanor between his brows, which made it difficult for people to look at him.
The white mist-like moonlight fell on the tip of her slightly frowned eyebrows.
Suddenly, her breathing became rapid, and the aroma that had been lingering in the hall gradually became stronger and stronger, like thousands of flowers blooming and a hundred incense coming together.
The increasingly strong aroma made the twenty people who were worshiping in the hall gradually Regardless of the loss of etiquette, the Four Fang Masters raised their heads one after another, looking into the curtain with hidden worries on their faces, but still did not dare to make a sound.
Magnolia, apricot blossom, jasmine, osmanthus, hibiscus, camellia, lotus, and rose flowers bloomed in mid-air in the gauze curtain, and then withered quickly.
The petals poured down like a waterfall, and the fallen flowers were colorful, instantly submerging the glazed hall into a sea of flowers.
The sea is beautiful and vast but hopeless and helpless.
After the daffodils fell, the last wintersweet, which symbolized winter, proudly opened.
In an instant, the petals fell.
When the last red plum reluctantly sank into the sea of flowers, the person inside the curtain was violently shocked and coughed out a mouthful of blood. ,eyebrow A frost flower bloomed in the universe, and finally condensed into a drop of crystal emerald purple water.
The clear fingertips passed by lightly, catching the falling drop of water and putting it into the arms.
In the blink of an eye, this The dripping flower turned into a pink baby.
"Your Majesty" Mudan opened the gauze curtain, knelt in front of the couch, reached out and took over the sleeping baby girl with her eyes closed, and looking at the face of the person on the couch whose blood had faded, she couldn't help but shed tears on her cheeks.
"According to my order, from now on, my son's life experience will go with me, and anyone who leaks his life will be destroyed."
The breath of the man on the bed was weak, and his tone was not high, but he had a solemn and majestic tone.
"I have ordered my subordinates to abide by the Lord's will.
If I disobey him even a little bit, my soul will be destroyed."
The twenty-four fragrant masters, including Peony, who was holding a baby in her arms, solemnly bowed down.
The person on the couch looked at the group of people who had sworn, eyes glistening with water, and seemed a little relieved, "I feel relieved now.
Everyone, get up.
Peony, come here."
She raised her hand and waved feebly, and the petals followed her.
The movements are scattered one after another.
"Your Majesty" Mudan approached the bed with her child in her arms.
"Give this to her."
The person on the couch handed a sandalwood-like pill into her hand.
Peony followed the instructions and put the beads into the baby's mouth, using flower dew to let the baby swallow the beads.
A reassuring smile appeared on the frail face of the man on the couch, so slight that it was almost difficult to catch, "This is the Meteor Pill.
Those who take this pill will destroy all love and love."
"My lord, what are you doing?"
Peony's breath suffocated when she heard this.
"Ruthlessness makes you strong, and lovelessness makes you free and easy.
This is the best blessing I can give her.
My child can no longer be like me."
As if enduring great pain, the eyebrows of the person on the bed who had just calmed down suddenly suddenly Frowning, a pale and weak hand touched his heart.
"Lord" The person on the couch slowly breathed a sigh of relief, "It's okay."
He opened his eyes again, "It's frost today."
"Exactly."
Ding Xiang at the end of the couch replied.
The eyes of the man on the couch became blurred, as if he was sinking into the vast memories.
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After a moment of silence, he caressed the baby's petal-like cheeks and said quietly: "Call Jin Mi."
"My subordinates congratulate Young God Jin Mi on his birth."
The twenty-four flower masters bowed down again.
"No need.
There is no such thing as a young god.
Even after my soul is gone, don't make her the goddess of flowers."
She waved her hands, and the jade bracelets on her wrists touched each other, like rain hitting celadon, ethereal and clear.
She lowered her head and smiled sadly. : "It would be great to be a free and unfettered immortal."
"Please think twice, Your Majesty, how can our flower world be left without an owner for a day?"
Her Highness Xinghua raised her head anxiously.
"I have made up my mind.
After I leave, you and the other twenty-four people will take turns taking care of the flowers in the twenty-four solar terms.
Each one will be in charge of the four seasons."
The person on the couch had a weak aura, but there was a determination in his words that no one could comment on.
Hearing the word "go" uttered from her mouth, the people in the palace couldn't bear to look at her anymore, and even answered with a "yes" that was a bit choked with sobs.
"Li Jinmi lives in the water mirror and is not allowed to step out of my flower world for ten thousand years."
Just now, she was concentrating on calculations.
She may be catastrophic within ten thousand years.
Although she has taken the Heartless Pill, she can't rest assured. , and the water mirror has a barrier.
If she is confined here for ten thousand years, she should be able to completely avoid the heartbreaking love disaster.
Thinking of this, a lotus-like smile bloomed on her lips, and a pair of starry eyes slowly closed in this smile.
In the 28612th year of Tianyuan, frost fell, the flower god Zifen passed away, and all the flowers withered.
That night, there was a scene of joy and joy in the heaven, and all the immortals went to a banquet to congratulate the water god Luolin and the wind god Linxiu for their centuries-old marriage.
The flower world held a mourning ceremony for the Flower God.
For the next ten years, all the flowers mourned and their stamens failed to bloom.
In ten years, not a single flower bloomed in the world, and all the colors in the world were lost.
It was not until ten years later, when the mourning period was over, that the beauty was restored to full bloom. 2 Autumn grass grows on the streets every year, and the sun sets in the building every day.
The clouds are misty and the water is vast, and in a flash, four thousand years have passed.
The vast sea has turned into a mulberry field, and the mulberry field has turned into a vast sea.
It has changed over and over again, but there is nothing new.
A bunch of gods go to heaven every day to attend to their affairs, deal with some daily chores, and spend their free time writing poems, tasting wine, and calling friends.
Everyone is looking forward to a big wave that will shake the world and make the ghosts and gods cry.
He looked forward to it, and he really lived up to expectations and lost the beloved son of the Emperor of Heaven.
In the 212,612th year of Tianyuan, the Phoenix, the son of the Emperor of Heaven, emerged from the fire and entered Nirvana.
The sycamore branches were burned for seventy-seven forty-nine days before dying.
After the fire died out, the Phoenix, the god of fire, was nowhere to be found, and the Emperor of Heaven was furious
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