On top of the high tile sat two men, holding their knees and looking down at the fireflies.

Later on, the Lu Rong who watched the fireflies together was sent out of the palace by Lu Hongqiao when she was twelve years old. Lu Hongqiao didn't allow anyone to get close to Lu Shaoheng, nor did he allow Lu Shaoheng to have feelings for anyone. Ever since Lu Hongqiao was young, he had allowed Lu Shao to sever all emotions and desires, turning him into a cold-blooded person.

But how could a person not have feelings? How could he not rely on memories to survive? How could he not bind himself?

"Rong'er, if you are willing to listen to what your elder brother has to say, your elder brother will tell you … Actually, I never wanted to hurt anyone … I'm just … He just didn't want to be hurt. "But no one understands, no one understands me, and no one loves me …" Lu Shaoheng landed on the tiled roof covered in snow and stood there quietly, talking to himself. He looked at the brightly lit palace, his eyes filled with desolation. "Rong'er, after you leave, there's no one left in this palace who can talk to me anymore … I killed a lot of people. In order to survive, in order to gain power, in order to not get killed by others. I also killed your mufei and elder brother … "I know, you won't forgive me, I know …"

"Imperial Mother, I had thought that you were the only one who loved me, but why did you want to leave me in the end? What did I do wrong? "Why must everyone leave me …"

"Jing Er, I had thought that you could replace Lu Rong and stay by my side and talk to me and give warmth to my family. I didn't want to live out my guilt toward Lu Rong. Jing Er, didn't you say you loved me? Didn't you say that you wouldn't leave me? But why, in the end, did you leave as well? "You also betrayed me …"

"An Yan Mo, what about us? We loved each other, but we ended up like this. "Nothing can go back to the past, nothing can go back to the past …"

Lu Shaoheng muttered to himself. He suddenly covered his face and cried like a helpless child.

"Don't you still have me?" The cliff climbed up to the roof. It was covered with a dark blue cloak, making it look very exquisite. She took off her robe and lightly draped it over Lu Shaoheng's body. She held his hand and gave him warmth, "Shaoheng, you and me. No matter what happens in the future, I want to be by your side. I will stay with you and not let you feel lonely again. "Even if you chase me away."

"Cliff?" Lu Shaheng looked at the cliff in astonishment.

"I always knew that you deliberately buried your true self, not letting anyone near you, to protect yourself in this way. You say that you only love yourself, but in fact, I know that you're just afraid that what you do to others will hurt you. You are afraid that others will hurt you and that others will betray you. If no one loves you, then let me love you, let me warm you. " Lu Shaheng, who had been tortured to tears by the illusion, was carried on the cliff. He just wanted someone who could love him and make him feel warm.

He ruled the world, but what he truly wanted, he could never get.

That night was abnormally quiet. Deep in the palace, there was a silent sobbing, gentle treatment, like a dream.

In the dream, we are nothing...

Within Anduo's house.

Seated in Yu Qingqing's sleeping quarters, Liu Gexi sighed at the changes in the world. People's minds were unpredictable, and things were different. Under Yu Qingqing's questioning, Liu Gexi recounted what had happened all those years ago …

Of the four countries, the Liu Country had the most power, while the Liu Country had always been a prosperous country. And the credit for such prosperity was given to the two Lu brothers. They were the legends of that country.

The setting sun was like a gentle veil under a beauty's bed, gently falling on the magnificent palace, outlining every corner with the most graceful gesture. The excessive beauty and silence made the gossip in the room abnormally noisy.

On the water bridge, Lu Zixu leaned against a stone railing carved with dragons and phoenixes. Lu Zixu looked out into the misty distance, where there was a lotus pond. Lu Zixu's waist was covered in jade, and a jade hairpin had entered his hair. A gentle breeze caressed his white and delicate face. He looked gentle and gentle.

He was the eldest prince of that country, Lu Zixu. Ever since he was young, he had been very fond of medicine. Everyone in the palace loved him, and at the same time, there was another person in the palace. A person with a completely different personality from him, yet with a status as noble as his. He was the Second Prince's Lu Hongqiao. Lu Hongqiao loved to be dark and study poisons. He was very pretty, like a fox, very scary, a man who looked like a pool of poison.

Lu Hongqiao and Lu Zixu were of the same father and mother. Their relationship was very different. When the time was right, the two of them could sit on the eaves and drink and talk, spend long nights together, and look at the vast galaxies. When things weren't good, it wouldn't be a problem for the two of them to remain silent for a year or so. After all, the two of them were different mothers.

Later on, the king of the Qiangan Kingdom fell ill, and the throne became a hot topic of discussion. This score was like a poison that had spread throughout the palace, gradually spreading into an unmanageable situation. Some people said that the throne should be passed on to Lu Zixu. His medical skills were superb, he was the First Prince, and he had the heart to help the world. Logically speaking, he was the best successor. If Lu Zixu could rule over that country, he could definitely make the world peaceful. The people would be well, and there would be no more wars in the world.

But other than those who supported Lu Zixu, there were also those who supported Lu Hongqiao. Some say that the throne of that country should be passed on to Lu Hongqiao, because he is brave enough to fight and good enough at using poison. He is a man who possesses the domineering aura of a king. Lu Hongqiao's heart was filled with the feeling of the law of the jungle. This kind of person was suited to be a sovereign. If he were to lead that country, it would be impossible for him to invade that country, and it would be possible for that country to live forever!

There were also people who said that Lu Zixu and Lu Hongqiao were the opposite of the mirror. They couldn't afford to lose anyone. The Liu Province could not afford to lose one of them. None of them could continue to develop in a normal manner.

However, a mountain would never allow two tigers to exist. All the disputes and contradictions still broke out in the end.

At this moment, Lu Hongqiao was sitting comfortably on the pavilion, sipping a cup of tea. He squinted at the man standing on the bridge, his fox eyes narrowing as he sipped his tea. Her thin lips lightly fell on the sides of the blue and white porcelain cup, leaving behind shallow marks. Lu Hongqiao put down his exquisite teacup with an elegant posture. He raised his head, his hair fluttering gently in the wind. His eyes were very special, it was a light gray, and his hair was also very special. It was light brown. His mother's concubine came from a foreign country, so he was different from everyone else in the palace. He looked very special.

Lu Hongqiao liked to look at Lu Zixu this way, because in this boring palace, Lu Zixu was the only one who could be used to make fun of him. Lu Hongqiao liked to leave some mess for Lu Zixu to clean up, and liked to watch his anxious expression. He felt that it was a very happy thing to see others suffering because of him.

Upon recalling the sight at this moment, the corners of Lu Hongqiao's lips subconsciously curled up. The faint smile on his face was quickly wiped away by the wind.

In the next moment, Liu Heng Xi stepped onto the water bridge. The jealousy that had seeped into his bones turned the rare gentleness in Lu Hongqiao's eyes into killing intent. "Wuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwu …" Lu Hongqiao, who was prone to brutality, tightly clenched his fists. His brows were knitted as he watched the two people on the water bridge, chatting happily.

Why, do you always get this easily, while I, on the other hand, can only watch from afar …

Liu Heng Xi was a wild girl that lived in South Sky Mountain. Her appearance started about a month ago at the hunt.

The South Sky Mountain region of the Liu Province faced south, separating the Qing Dynasty from the He Yu Clan. To the south was the Liu Province, and to the north was the He Yu Clan.

At that time, the hunters had to wear a mask. Lu Zixu had nothing to fight for. He did not like it when people fought over each other. All he did was find a quiet place to lie down and have a good night's sleep. After the sun had set and the end of the Hunt was sounded, Lu Zixu woke up and arranged himself before returning to the camp.

The ethereal song went around the mountain wind and entered Lu Zixu's ears.

Lu Zixu, who was resting in the shade of a tree, opened his eyes and walked away.

He walked through the grass, out of the bushes, and saw the image of a woman bathing. The woman's long hair was tied up in a bun as water dripped down her white back. She suddenly turned around and saw the man who had suddenly appeared and screamed in panic.

The birds perched on the trees were startled, flapping their wings as they flew across the world of flowing clouds.

"Yes, I'm sorry!" Lu Zixu lost his judgement and hastily turned around to toss the clothes on the shore to her. Lu Zixu hurriedly turned around, falling into a state of nervousness and fear.

When Lu Zixu turned his head again, all that was left in the stream was a mottled stream.

Liu Yunxi ran through the mountains, tidying up her clothes. Her heart rate was so high that it echoed in her rapid breathing.