Soon, autumn came in Zimo. The leaves of the ginkgo tree in the yard turned yellow, and a layer fell on the ground. Han Mengxiao, who was standing under the tree, looked at the branches and leaves dreamily and lost his thoughts.
The Heavenly Girl Yun Chang was brought back to the Nine Heavens by Qingying. As expected, the Heavenly Emperor's sister could not be killed easily, even though Han Mengxiao had no intention of killing Yun Chang in the first place.
What's the point of killing a person? Once the soul is destroyed and there is no such person anymore, how can it offset the deep hatred in her heart?
Xuanyuan Ye returned to the Demon Realm. Although she joked about going to the Demon Realm, she never really went there. In her past life and this life, she was inextricably connected with the Demon King. She saw her reflection in his eyes.
, she didn’t want to get any closer to him.
The devil is compassionate, she will harm him.
I heard that after that day, Zi Yihan locked herself in Shuixie Pavilion and never took a step out... She hadn't seen him for several months, and she didn't want to see him. She lived quietly in her dark shop. Sometimes, her heart
, calm and terrifying. Sometimes, hatred surges to the sky.
But, there was one thing she hid from everyone.
The child, her child, survived.
That night, under Zi Yihan's crazy and cruel possession, the child survived tenaciously, which was a miracle.
It was this miracle that gave her a glimmer of hope in her blank life and the only thing she was willing to do.
——Protect this child and give birth to him.
It's not that I haven't thought about killing this child, but in the end I couldn't let it go, because this was her child.
Growing in her belly, with her bones, her blood, and maybe a child who looks like her.
Many things have changed.
She is no longer the simple and stubborn silly woman who first came to this other world. Xuanyuan Ye is no longer a simple assassin, Zi Yihan is no longer a simple prince, and even Zhuer is no longer a simple little girl.
There is also Zi Yiran, a piece of pure and flawless jade turned into a ball with thorns all over its body. From Zi Mo's supreme position, it stabbed to death the brothers who were fighting for power and injured the civil and military officials who didn't like it.
He was not a foolish king, but he became a tyrant. He destroyed his brothers and feet, beheaded high-ranking officials both inside and outside the court, and became an iron-blooded and ruthless emperor.
There is another thing that Zi Yiran has been doing, and that is to target Zi Yihan in everything.
Light, dark, yin, and yang, he just didn't let Zi Yihan have an easy time.
Han Mengxiao knew that Zi Yiran went against Zi Yihan because she didn't care about her reputation or life. She also understood clearly that Zi Yiran did all this for her. She was powerless to stop it and had no intention of stopping it. She just felt sorry for the pure and kind Zi Yiran.
, has gradually become colder, colder, and unfathomable, and is increasingly playing tricks and conspiracies.
Another yellow leaf fell. Han Mengxiao stretched out her hand, and the yellow leaf swayed and fell into her palm. The veins of the leaf were clear and a little green. A gust of wind blew, and the leaf left her hand again with the wind.
It fell on the ground not far away and was mixed with the fallen leaves nearby, making it difficult to identify.
Han Mengxiao put her right hand gently on her belly and said to herself: "My child, autumn is here, how about your mother giving you a name?"
When my mother was in another world, she learned a poem: Since ancient times, autumn has been a sad and lonely time. I say that autumn is better than spring. A crane lining the clouds in the clear sky brings poetry to the blue sky. My child, look at it.
Poets are so great, they wrote about a tragic autumn with great pride.