The number one event in martial arts! There is an uproar in the rivers and lakes, and both black and white are speculating, how will the situation of the world change when this happy event ends?But no matter what kind of speculation it is, the group of heroes who received the wedding invitation have already prepared their congratulatory gifts, and those who have traveled farther away have already set off. At that time, Ruge was sitting under the sweet-scented osmanthus tree. In autumn, Jingyuan Palace. Fallen leaves are golden. The song-like red clothes fluttered slightly in the wind of fallen leaves.

Her fingers lightly touched the bone-chilling ice flower in her palm. The ice flower was crystal clear and radiant. Touching its petals would remind her of a person as beautiful as ice and snow. Quietly, there was an approaching sound. She turned her head. A wooden wheelchair. In the wheelchair, the man in Tsing Yi was as gentle as jade, with a faint brilliance between his brows.His legs seemed unable to walk, but his serene and composed aura made the world around him instantly peaceful and stable. The smile lit up Ru Ge's face like magic. She jumped up, supported his wheelchair, and said with a light smile, "Are you done with your work? It's not good for your health to deal with official documents in the room all day!" Although the cold poison in his body has been sucked out, his body still needs to Meticulous care.

Yu Zihan smiled. She glanced at him, and said, "Why are you wearing so thin? The weather is getting colder, so you need to wear more!" "it is good." Ruge frowned: "I know! Are you laughing at me?! Talking like an old woman..." Thinking about it, she squatted down and stared at him, "However, even if I become a talkative, I will I want to pester you, a person who doesn't know how to take care of yourself! Senior brother, accept your fate!" Yu Zihan lowered his head. The smile on the lips has the gentleness of melting snow. However- He saw the letter in his hand.

The smile slowly subsides. Fingers tightened on the letter. Ruge noticed his strangeness and asked, "What's wrong?" A trace of worry flashed across Yu Zihan's eyes. "Any bad news?" She looked at the letter. He shook his head. "Zhan Feng will get married in seven days." He told her. Suddenly there was a gust of autumn wind, and the scorched yellow leaves swirled on the ground in the courtyard. Ruge blinked and said with a smile: "In other words, we need to rush back to Liehuozhuang. Brother, what kind of congratulatory gift should we give?"

"Ge'er..." Yu Zihan said softly. "Brother, are you worried?" She lay on his knees, her crystal cheeks nestled against his blue clothes, and smiled, "I have forgotten all about the past, and his marriage won't bother me." Yu Zihan gently stroked her head. He had a strange feeling. Ruge is no longer what it used to be. Since a month ago, when he woke up from a three-day coma, the Ruge he saw again seemed to have grown mature and beautiful overnight.She still smiled at him and cared about him, but she had a feeling that her smile could no longer penetrate her eyes.

"Ge'er, tell me, what happened?" Why did she no longer know how to laugh heartily, no longer has pure happiness. "Nothing." Ruge avoided his eyes and said with a smile, "Brother seems to have become very suspicious. Look, isn't everything going well? Nothing happened." "Where's the snow?" Yu Zihan finally asked. His cold curse was sucked out by Xue, but Xue seemed to have evaporated in the world, without a trace.There was no news of King Xueyi in the court either. Snow…… Ruge's heart was hit hard! That night, Xue's body gradually became transparent, transforming into thousands of rays of light, disappearing from her embrace bit by bit...

"he's gone." Ruge's voice is very soft, as light as snowflakes in October, which melt before they hit the ground. She smiled wryly: "He's gone. I don't know where he went." "song……" Yu Zihan Qingyuan frowned slightly. Ruge smiled softly, and she gently held his hand: "Brother, do you know? I hope everyone can live happily. No matter what happened, let it pass after it has passed. Maybe it is cold, but I really want to I don’t want the past to haunt the people I hold dear.” She smiled and stared at him. The sunset glow all over the sky softly shone on the hands she held with him.

Yu Zihan's green shirt was blown up by the wind. He patted her on the head gently, and decided not to bring up this topic in the future.He knew something must have happened, however, if this was what she wanted, then he would never know. She bowed her head with a smile. Tears welled up in her eyes. Under the osmanthus tree in late autumn. Not floral. Ruge in red lay quietly on Yu Zihan's lap. ...Girl, don't forget me... There was a salty choke in Ruge's throat. I'm sorry, but I won't indulge myself thinking about you.Because, if I grieve, those who love me grieve too.