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In the February weather, it was as if an immortal had descended to the mortal world and blown lightly on it.

Not like a night of spring wind, when the early spring arrived, the mountains of Yuling, Fuzhou, full of pear flowers blooming, the dawn wind blowing, a clear fragrance, eyes full of simple and elegant white, not tainted by the beauty of dust.

Miaofeng Temple was not big, it was simple and quiet. It was hidden halfway up the mountain, and it was a small room. As it was surrounded by pear blossoms, it had gained some fame over time.

Layers upon layers of the sea of flowers, a plain white robe, and a graceful figure slowly walked back and forth within it. The petals that fluttered in the wind inadvertently fell on her body, tainting it with a faint fragrance.

Tossing her embroidered shoes to the side, her small ankles were exposed. They were like the finest jade, faintly discernible in the swaying dress. Under the veil, the light black eyes reflected pure white, the dimples on her cheeks spread out, and a sweet smile blossomed on her lips.

Her name was Bai Xue Fu, and she was an appropriate person. Her name was like a flower, quietly releasing a holy aura.

Her father had given her to this peaceful Miaofeng Temple since she was a child. It was said that her fate was too great, and she was suited to stay at Yulin Mountain to guard the pear blossoms of Yuling Mountain, the sun and the moon and the cycle of reincarnation, year after year, from spring to winter!

Xue Fu had loved to be quiet since he was young, and was rather happy to wait under the Pear Blossom Tree every year for spring to come.

"Miss, the Mistress is asking you to go back to the monastery for dinner." Little Rings's voice floated and floated in the Pear Blossom Array, interweaving with the enchanting fragrance that flowed into Xue Fu's ears.

The young maid's name was Liu Li, and she had followed Xue Fu to Miao Feng monastery for Ramadan since she was young. As long as she called out from the top, Xue Fu would return to the temple.

Stepping on the falling flowers, her snow-white blouse continued to float in the sea of flowers. If she closed her eyes, she would find her way back. She knew this place better than anywhere else.

The bird calls that occasionally came into Xue Fu's ears were like the beautiful melodies that flowed out from a singing prostitute's mouth. Xue Fu slightly closed his eyes as he felt the aesthetically pleasing mountain air around him.

The wind mixed with the fragrance of the pear blossoms blew past her face. Before she could even take a deep breath, she smelled the scent of blood. Ever since she was young, she had followed her master and practiced martial arts. Her senses were always sensitive.

Her feet froze, and she instinctively looked around. When she saw the black figure in front of her, she couldn't help but be stunned.

It was a youth that was as hard as iron. His handsome face was as sharp as an arrow, and his aura was as cold as ice. This coldness was completely out of place with his age.

The youth was leaning against a pear tree the size of a bowl, frowning. One of his hands rested on his other arm. Bright red blood oozed out from his fingers and dripped onto the white ground, forming blood-red plum blossoms!

He was injured, and his scrunched eyebrows showed how badly he was feeling at the moment.

Not everyone could enter the Pear Blossom Formation, and the intruders would not live to see the light. The outcome would be the same as the youth in front of him. He would be at a dead end until his life was shamefully sucked out of his body.

Xue Fu was not a nosy person to begin with, it was just that this youth's eyes were like arrows. Somehow, this shot straight into her heart, causing her to stop and look back.

Just as she was hesitating about whether she should save that cold and clear youth's life, she suddenly heard a loud and bloodthirsty male voice coming from not too far away. Amidst the chaos, she heard the voice say, "Eighth Lord has a life. You have to kill that brat for me."

It was obvious that he was here for the young man. The young man didn't move an inch, so it was likely that the young man couldn't even move his body anymore. Although the pair of sword-like eyes looked at her, they didn't say anything.

The calm footsteps unabashedly approached them. Xue Fu, who didn't have time to think about it, grabbed the youth's hand, wanting to take him away from this dangerous area, but he was still a step too slow. A few beads of sweat suddenly appeared in front of them.

"Want to run?" It's not that easy! " With a wave of the great blade in his hand, he slashed at the teenager who was already so badly injured that he couldn't even stand straight.

Xue Fu, who was behind the veil, was shocked. She dragged the teenager and barely dodged the man's blade. She said, "If you don't want to cause trouble, I'll make sure you get out of the way."

Xue Fu was not scared by his imposing aura, but instead, she looked at the few men and scolded them fiercely: "How can the buddhist faith allow you to do whatever you want? You have already let the Buddhist Sangha be stained with the blood light, Master Yuzhen knows that it will not be forgiven! "

Hearing the two words "Yu Zhen", the men's expressions changed, but they left unwillingly. He only gritted his teeth and said angrily, "We were ordered to apprehend the culprits of the imperial court. Please forgive me for my offense."

Xue Fu was anxious, and said: "Even if you kill him, you will not be able to get out of the Pear Blossom Heart Formation, why are you suffering so much?"

Seeing the panic on the few men's faces, Xue Fu continued: If you are willing to leave immediately, I can hide it from Master and have Liu Li send you away, what about it?

The man glanced at the injured youth, nodded his head in agreement. At the critical moment of their lives, they showed their selfishness without reservation.

After the men left, Xue Fu realised that he had never let go of the young man's hand. His hand was not as cold as his expression, but was extremely warm, just like the sun in the early spring.

It was the first time in her life that she held the hand of a man. Under her veil, her face was slightly red. Fortunately, no one could see through her veil. As if he had been pricked by needles, his palm quickly separated from the youth's palm.

Golden sunlight shone through the layers of flower sea, speckling the two people's bodies. After looking back for a bit, Xue Fu could see that the youth's expression had softened a little. Those exquisite facial features lightly knocked on her heart.

Just like the bell that rings every morning in the monastery. It is so lively and melodious!

"Young master is injured, let's go this way." Xue Fu's voice was as gentle as flowing water, and it floated into his ears.

Sheng Xueruo's shirt slightly moved as she walked away with graceful steps. The occasional floral mud on the corner of her dress was thrown behind her, making her look like an immortal that had descended to the mortal world. The young man's heart, which had been sealed in dust for many years, was shaken by the scene in front of him.

That Yao Gu was unmoving and his magnificent back seemed to have a magic to it, making the youth almost without any hesitation walk forward and quietly follow him.

Deep within the sea of flowers, a small wooden house made of pear wood could be seen from afar. The eaves of the houses were covered in a layer of white. From afar, it looked like snow in the middle of winter, covering the sky and the earth.

A light breeze blew past. The petals on the roof fluttered down, landing on the two of them. Xue Fu's hair had become much clearer because she was in the buddhist faith. At this time, when pear blossoms fell on her hair, she was even more beautiful than the golden footsteps of a rich family's girl.

Her delicate, jade-like hand brushed against her hair, causing Hua Cai'er to fly out like a butterfly. The youth wanted to reach out to stop her, but it was already too late.

Xue Fu bent down to pick up the medicine and clean cloth, and then moved in front of Nian Bing. He hesitated for a moment, and then laughed awkwardly: "This little lady and Young Noble have no relationship, so from today onwards, I will not interact any further.

A trace of an evil smile flashed across the youth's eyes. This was the first time he had seen such a self-deceptive girl and saw the shyness in her eyes. Presumably, this was the first time she was so close to a man.

A strange emotion welled up in his heart, and he was naturally more moved. He slightly dozed off as he felt her soft, boneless little hands gently stroke his wounds. The pain from her touch eased a great deal.

After Xue Fu helped him bandage his wounds and straightened his body, she warned him out of the kindness of her heart: "In four hours, Master will come here to rest. When he sees young master, he will definitely ask a bunch of questions.

"Thank you for saving me." This was the first time the youth said those words since meeting him. His deep gaze fixed onto Xue Fu's face.

With the gentle breeze, her small face was faintly discernible under her veil, but she was still unable to let him succeed in his gamble with her. At this moment, he suddenly wondered what kind of beauty or ugliness the face under the white veil would be.

Xue Fu only smiled and spread out the paper on the table. Mo Yan held up the brush in his left hand and skillfully drew on the white paper. When he raised his head, he saw that the young man was looking at him in bewilderment.

The person who was writing on her left hand was indeed very suspicious. She had long since gotten used to this kind of gaze.

The youth was truly bewildered. He never thought that a girl with such a beautiful figure would be left-handed. He quickly retracted the bewildered expression on his face. He watched her as she skillfully dabbed at the painting, then moved the drawing under the sun.

"This is the map to leave the Pear Blossom Array. Young master can only follow it." After Xue Fu finished speaking, she turned around to look at him who was behind her, but the moment she turned around, her gaze collided into his dark black eyes.

At some point, a bright flower had appeared in the youth's hands. It was a beautiful sight as the flowers clustered around it.

Without waiting for her to respond, the youth raised his hand and placed the pear hairpin flower into her jet-black hair. He then smiled in satisfaction and said the second sentence, "With such makeup, it's much prettier."

The youth's face gradually became a bit warmer. Under the Pear Blossom Tree with her, there was less arrogance and a light smile, which made this sea of flowers seem quite inferior.

Xue Fu's face suddenly flushed red. She lowered her eyes and turned her head away, but she could still clearly smell the fragrance of the pear flower on the side of her head.

"This lady will never forget her kindness in this life, and it will naturally not be as simple as I said it would be. If Miss is willing to give me the chance to repay this favor, I hope that I can follow you in returning to the Ning City. This lady will have the time of my life to repay this kindness."

As expected, the moment he opened his mouth, his words shocked everyone.

Xue Fu was stunned, he did not expect him to say such heavy and light words. Had he promised her life so easily, so briefly?

She suddenly thought of what her master used to say: When a man promises more, he will be ashamed to build a cold courtyard window, forcing you to adapt to the tragic days and nights in the deep blue sea.

She didn't know if this boy in front of her was also so cold-blooded and heartless, but she understood that she couldn't so carelessly hand over herself to a man she had only met once.

She smiled lightly, shook her head slightly, and said, "Thank you for your love. Since I was six years old, I have always been with Qinglian in Miaofeng Temple, but I have never thought about marriage, and will never think about it in the future."

Her voice was as soft and charming as ever, perhaps because she had lived under the pear trees for a long time, and her whole body emitted the gentle scent of pear blossoms.

"I only need a year to give you a happy and happy home." When the youth was anxious, he did not bother with etiquette, but his childish face was filled with determination.

Xue Fu just stared at him. His promise was indeed attractive, but it was just that …

The corner of her skirt fluttered, and her silk-like hair fluttered lightly on his face. This picturesque woman, in the end, only left him with a view of her back.

The snow-white dress hung in the white, and from a distance, he saw her delicate hand brushing her hair. The pear flower he had personally put on the hairpin had been abandoned behind her and buried in a pile of flower paste.

Her figure was like a unique beauty, quietly blooming. When it landed in his eyes from afar, it actually made him think of a single sentence: Silent and lonely, with an appearance of a quiet and bewitching beauty.

Ning City, the capital of the imperial city of the State of Yun Yue. Every woman dreams of entering the capital, but she treats them as dirt.

This was just a small episode. He couldn't remember her, but she had secretly engraved it into his heart.

She was Bai Xue Fu, age fourteen, innocent, ignorant and happy.

He was King Qizi. This year, he was 17 years old. He was smart and wise, but this had brought about a fatal disaster to his life.

This year, the Imperial City was filled with blades of light and sword shadows, all for the Supreme Throne, King Yi who had turned into a cold-blooded bloodthirsty demon.