The empress called her sister, and the goddess was willing to enter the mortal world

Ziyou stroked her lover's face, "I'm sorry, I lied to you again. You once said that you would let me be a little more pampered. You will forgive me, right?"

Ziyou slowly placed a kiss on her forehead, "As the princess of Beijing and the queen of Nanyue, it is my duty to protect my people, right?"

Tears fell from her eyes and landed on Nan Wanxing's face. "I am actually very stingy. When I thought that you would have other lovers in the future, I wanted to kill them."

Suddenly, she smiled. "But it's a good thing I can't see that scene. It's too miserable to be alone all the time. I'm trying to be generous. You should find a lover. Otherwise, I'll be sad to see you live an endless life."

She hugged her lover with all her strength, and said slowly with endless sadness and pain: "Little star, I'm in so much pain."

Her voice was low and trembling, tears kept falling, and after a long time, she let go of her lover and looked up at the sky.

Without any hesitation or retreat, he flew into the void.

As her figure disappeared into the sky, a tremendous amount of energy burst out from her body, illuminating the dark universe.

This energy quickly spreads to every corner of the universe, repairing the energy needed for the operation of the universe that has been lost due to the passage of time.

From the depths of the void, the voice of the Heavenly Dao came again, "Zi'er, does it hurt?"

Ziyou didn't reply.

Tiandao spoke again, "Can you please say that again?"

She smiled and said, "Mother, Ziyou loves you."

"I heard it, and I believed it."

As it dissipated, she lifted her index finger slightly, and the last bit of energy flew into the earth.

After a long while, Tian Dao's voice came again, "Actually, I also have a choice."

Unfortunately, Ziyou could no longer hear these words.

Nan Wanxing, who was in the human world, slowly opened his eyes and said, "What a heavy snow."

It never snows in South Vietnam, let alone at this season?

She reached out and gently took a snowflake, "What a pure snowflake."

She smiled like a child. Is this snow?

it's beautiful!

She likes it so much!

Suddenly she remembered that her mother and the others were still waiting for her to eat, so she rushed to Qiuhong Palace without stopping.

"Xing'er, why are you so late?"

Nan Wanxing patted the snow off his body and said, "I watched the snow for a while and accidentally forgot the time."

The queen looked outside. "It's not normal to have snow in this season. Besides, doesn't it never snow in South Vietnam?"

Nan Wanxing shook her head. "This snow gives me a very warm feeling. It's also the first time I've seen snow. I believe it's a good omen."

The queen smiled dotingly, "Finally, you can see the snow you've been dreaming about. Come and take a seat. Dinner is ready."

When everyone was about to start eating, they noticed an extra seat, which was also filled with bowls and chopsticks.

They were confused, "Is someone missing?"

Several people looked at each other with confusion.

The queen said, "Maybe the maid was careless. Don't worry about it. Let's start."

Several people were chatting and laughing.

After dinner, Nan Wanxing found a little snowman at the door of Qiuhong Palace. She reached out and picked it up. It was quite cute. She wondered who made it.

She took out a handkerchief and wanted to wrap it around the bottom to prevent her hands from freezing, but she didn't know why the pattern on the sleeve of the handkerchief was so ugly...

"Is this my handkerchief?"

Is that a fox embroidered on it?

It's ugly.

Why would I carry this thing with me?

But she didn't throw it away. She took the snowman back to her bedroom, and soon it melted.

Nan Wanxing looked at the puddle of water and for some reason, her heart suddenly ached.

She shook her head and smiled. "It seems like I should take care of my health. I'm so young but I have heartache."

Days passed, and soon Emperor Beijing announced that he would pass the throne to Emperor Nanyue. Although the court officials and the people were surprised, they were not too shocked. After all, when she was made a princess, her power was no different from that of the emperor.

At this point, the two countries were unified, and the Emperor and his wife of Beijing were well taken care of by Nan Wanxing. The former crown prince still handled the government of Beijing, and the family lived happily.

One day, the Imperial Master, who had not been seen for a long time, came to the Imperial Study and said, "Your Majesty, some of the things I recorded before are gone. The things I recorded are different from those of ordinary people. Those disappeared traces are definitely not caused by human power. Perhaps something beyond the power of ordinary people has happened in this world."

Nan Wanxing also noticed the difference, "I understand. I'm sorry to bother you, Imperial Master, to make this trip."

The other party bowed and left.

Nan Wanxing looked at the purple ring on her hand, and her hand unconsciously touched the ice snowflake on her neck. She had no impression of the origin of these two items. She must have forgotten something!

Time flies, and ten years are about to end.

On an ordinary night, Nan Wanxing was standing in the yard admiring the moon. Suddenly, some broken images kept flooding into her mind.

In the constant pain, she remembered everything.

She knelt on the ground, her hands trembling constantly, tears flowing out of her eyes uncontrollably, "Ziyou! My wife..."

She clutched the front of her shirt tightly and choked up, "I actually forgot about you. I actually forgot about you for ten years! Ten years!"

Suddenly, a mouthful of blood spurted out of her mouth, and she laughed desperately, "How can you be so cruel! How can you let me forget you!"

She staggered to her feet, and with a thought, she arrived at Chen Palace. There was heavy snow falling all over the sky, but Chen Palace was still there, but everything and the people had changed.

Nan Wanxing sat on the ground in a daze, looking at the snow scene for a long time, then reached out to take a piece of snow. She looked at it carefully, as if she was looking at Ziyou through the snow.

Suddenly she found that the shape of the snowflake was very familiar.

She was like a madman, constantly catching the falling snowflakes. After a long time, she spat out another mouthful of blood.

All emotions were drowned by deep pain, "So you've already fallen in love with me so early!"

Nan Wanxing regretted her decision as she looked at the heavy snow. The shape of each snowflake was exactly the same as the snowflake she was wearing around her neck.

It was not until this moment that she realized that the snow in Chen Palace fell for her...

She smiled sadly, "Ziyou, you're still that silly god. You really know how to love!"

Her emotions completely collapsed. Facing the starry sky, she finally said the words that Ziyou had always wanted to hear but had never heard before, "Sister, I miss you so much, can you come back?"

But this time, no one would respond to her.

She slowly took off the ring and smiled freely, "Fortunately, it's not too late. It will be ten years in one day."

In a world without you, my eternal life is meaningless.

Sister, you never thought that the ring that was infused with all your love when you refined it would one day break through the divine power and awaken my memory.

At dawn, she pretended nothing had happened and went to pay her respects to her mother and father as usual.

No one remembered that Ziyou existed. She erased everyone's memory of her, erased all traces of her existence, and turned everything in the past into nothingness.

Another thirty years passed and the queen's health began to deteriorate.

Nan Wanxing and the prince were beside her. "Mother, do you have anything else to say?"

The queen held on to her last breath and asked Xiang Nan Wanxing, "Xing'er, do you know a girl named Zibao?"

Nan Wanxing was shocked. "I've never heard of this before. Why would mother ask this?"

The queen smiled and said, "I often dream of a hazy figure. In my dreams, I call that person Zibao."

Nan Wanxing held back her tears and said, "How can I take dreams seriously? I am your only daughter."

She took out the purse embroidered with a family and said, "Look, this is our home."

When the queen was dying, she held Nan Wanxing's hand and said, "Take care of yourself."

After he finished speaking, the hand slowly fell down and there was no movement anymore.

The prince burst into tears, and Emperor Bei Jing stood by, "Heng'er, Xing'er, take care of yourselves, support each other, and don't be sad."

After he finished speaking, he spat out a mouthful of blood, and his body slowly fell down, and was caught by Nan Wanxing.

"Father, have you taken poison?"

Emperor Bei Jing smiled happily, "I can't live without her. I'm going to accompany her."

After saying this, his breathing also stopped.

Finally, she was the only one left in this world...

Nan Wanxing's hair turned white in an instant.

After settling her funeral affairs, she spent her days observing the stars besides attending to government affairs. She traveled back and forth between her own palace and the Forbidden Star Palace every day, living on her remaining memories and imagined figures.

She had never thought that the Forbidden Star Palace trapped...

It turned out to be her, Nan Wanxing!

Eunuch Wang was puzzled as to why His Majesty was so persistent in gazing at the stars every night and never left for a long time. "Your Majesty, are the stars so beautiful?"

Nan Wanxing's eyes were full of love, "My sister is looking at me."

Under Nan Wanxing's governance, the country enjoyed good weather, without any natural disasters, and the people lived and worked in peace and contentment. Xue Qingbai used their inventions to assist Nan Wanxing and pushed the dynasty to its peak.

After who knows how many years, Nan Wanxing was about to die, and she passed the throne to a relative.

She called the historian over and said, "You must write down every word I say!"

"Your Majesty, please speak!"

"I have a queen, a woman, and I am very loving."

The historian was stunned. How could he not have heard of this? It must be a royal secret. He asked, "How does this queen record it?"

Nan Wanxing said slowly, "Shen and Shang are nowhere to be seen."

The historian was afraid that he hadn't heard it clearly, "Is that all?"

"Correct."

"After I die, I will not be buried in the imperial mausoleum. I will be buried in the queen's bedroom. Do not look for my body."

The historian couldn't help but be moved. This empress of all ages was about to come to an end.

After everyone left, Nan Wanxing moved her mind and came to Chen Palace. This time her steps were no longer agile, and her body was not as upright as before.

She lay down on the recliner that Ziyou often lay on, and smiled for the last time, "Sister, I'm old and ugly. I hope you don't despise me. I'm here to find you."

After he finished speaking, his chest stopped moving.

The moment she breathed her last, countless stars surrounded her, and her old face returned to the way it was before Ziyou left.

The once familiar words vaguely echoed in the space, "My little star is always the most beautiful."