Yao Muzixi seemed to have entered a dream when she was in coma. In her dream, she came to an extremely cold place. The mountains and fields were covered with silver, and the white snow reflected in front of her eyes. However, it was such a beautiful scene.
She was so mesmerized when she fell asleep that she could not believe that there was such a beautiful scene in the world.
Yao Muzixi was walking in this vast snowy area, but she couldn't feel the cold breath at all. It was so beautiful here, so beautiful that there was only pure white left in the whole world, and this was the only purity left in the world.
Let your soul be cleansed and spotless.
Yao Muzixi walked alone in this snowy area, but she couldn't see the edge. She couldn't get out of the fog, and there was only nothingness left.
"Xi'er, follow me quickly, I will take you to the most beautiful place in the world..." A pure and lovely voice sounded in Yao Muzixi's ears, the voice was sweet and greasy.
Yao Muzixi only saw a little boy and a little girl running towards her in the distance, one after the other. They looked extremely cute, like a bright light in the ice and snow, so dazzling and charming.
"Uncle Akahiko, wait for Xi'er!"
"Xi'er, can Chi Yan hold your hand and walk?" The little boy ran to the little girl, smiling brightly, but his face was a little pale, like a porcelain doll.
"Uncle Akahiko, is it okay if I want you to hold my hand for the rest of my life? I want to be my uncle's good boy for the rest of my life." The little girl said, her eyes smiling like crescent moons, and she stretched out her white and tender little hands.
"Haha... Chiyan likes Xi'er the most. When Chiyan grows up, he will protect Xi'er for the rest of his life. Is Xi'er willing?" The little boy held the girl's hand and ran happily on the snowy field.
The picture is truly breathtakingly beautiful.
"Uncle Chiyan, Xi'er wants to stay here all the time. I don't want to go back to Yao Lan Country. Only my father will love me in Yao Lan Country. Everyone else ignores Xi'er. Xi'er is so lonely... Xi'er wants to be with Uncle Chi Yan, grandpa and grandma.
." The little girl said, with a look of reluctance in her eyes. But her eyes were so innocent and beautiful.
"Xi'er, don't be afraid, Chi Yan will always protect you." The boy looked at the girl with determination in his eyes.
"Hehe...hehe...Xi'er believes in Uncle Chiyan..." The little girl changed her smile to a look of happiness and expectation.
Yao Muzixi looked at the two children who were gradually walking away, with tears in her eyes. She had longed for such pure happiness, but she had never had it.
But the girl seemed to be named Xi'er. Yao Muzixi thought for a while and thought, could it be her own childhood? But why couldn't she remember it at all? Who was Uncle Chiyan?
Just when Yao Muzixi's thoughts were still confused, the scene around him seemed to have changed. He only saw that he was in a palace. The palace was majestic and clearly looked like a royal gesture.
There were only three people sitting in the huge palace, and they seemed to be arguing about something.
A middle-aged man was sitting in the main seat, staring at a young man with an ugly expression. Next to the middle-aged man sat a beautiful woman with a graceful posture, but the look on her face was extremely sad.
sad.
"I will never agree to your ideas. Although Chiyan is the future successor of Jiang State, Xi'er is also your granddaughter. She is the only child left to me by Zixin. I will never allow her to suffer
Even if it hurts a little bit." The young man's voice was very familiar, Yao Muzixi heard it in his ears and remembered it in his heart.
That's right, the voice was the voice of her father, Yao Jingyu, the man who loved her like his life. But why did he be here? What happened here? Yao Muxi has only full doubts in his mind. I just feel that it is here.
Strange and familiar.
Yao Muzi wants to approach the past, why is Yao Jingyu, her father and emperor will be here? Where will it be here? But for a moment, just for a moment, the scenery here is like an illusion.