Both worlds are like dreams

Once it was snowing heavily, she leaned against a tree, looking back the way she came, her life in danger.

Now as she looked at the snow-capped mountains from here, her past memories seemed so close at hand as if they were a distortion of time and space.

She was waiting for death here alone, with reluctance, despair and expectation in her heart.

She finally understood how Gu Qingli felt when she saw Mo Yunchen appear in her sight at the critical moment of life and death.

It is undeniable that his appearance was like a ray of light.

Xue Huang felt sad because that was the light from hell.

"Have you been here?" Mo Yunchen's voice sounded behind her.

Xue Huang turned around, and the face in front of her overlapped with the one in her memory, but there were some differences.

Time flies, and the Mo Yunchen that Gu Qingli met is different from the one that Wei Xuehuang met. But it is also because she is Wei Xuehuang and not Gu Qingli that it is different.

But it was him that Gu Qingli met, and it was also him that Wei Xuehuang met. No matter how much the world has changed, there is no difference in the end.

Mo Yunchen looked at her with a dazed look. He felt that she seemed to be looking at another person through him. There was an indescribable sadness in her eyes, which made people feel helpless and destined.

"Why are you looking at me like that?" After he finished speaking, he suddenly felt the figure of Snow Phoenix in front of him shaking, and in a trance he seemed to see some strange scenes flashing through his mind.

There was heavy snow all over the sky and the snowy plain was vast. An indistinct figure was leaning against a tree, almost blending into the wind and snow.

The pale face and the Snow Phoenix in front of him gradually overlapped, strange yet familiar.

In front of her, a figure rode towards her on horseback, dressed in red, the only color in the snow.

Mo Yunchen wanted to see his face clearly, but his eyes flashed and he could only see Xue Huang's indifferent face.

Was it an illusion? But he had a strong intuition in his heart that the person was himself.

He grabbed her shoulders and asked anxiously, "When did we first meet?"

Xue Huang was silent for a moment, then said calmly, "Four years ago, in your palace."

"Seriously?"

Xue Huang looked at his expression and felt strange, "What's wrong with you?"

"In the depths of your heart, there is a huge door covered by wind and snow. Behind that door, is that the reason why you hate me?"

"I do not remember."

"You are lying!"

Xue Huang remained silent.

"I said, what I want is your sincerity, you shouldn't hide it from me."

Xue Huang pinched her brows, feeling somewhat helpless, "Don't you think you are being particularly hypocritical now? You used to be arrogant and shameless."

"So you want me to use some means to force you to tell me?"

Xue Huang paused, and suddenly felt like she had shot herself in the foot. She raised her eyebrows. She was not incapable of shameless tactics.

"My stomach feels a little uncomfortable," Xue Huang covered her chest, "You think about it here slowly, I'm going to go vomit first." After saying that, she shrank her body down, broke free from his hands, and then ran towards the camp.

As a result, as soon as she smelled the food coming from the camp, she started to vomit.

Damn it! Who decided to have roast chicken for dinner?

After another seven or eight days, Snow Phoenix's false pregnancy finally disappeared, and they arrived at the end of the road, Frost Forest City.

Coming back here again, the feeling of destiny is so obvious.

Mo Yunchen didn't ask her about her past anymore, but he seemed a little strange in recent days.

He always stares at her, but I don't know what he is thinking.

He wouldn't tell Xuehuang when she asked him. He squeezed in the carriage with her every day, and apart from looking at her, he would just close his eyes and rest.

Fortunately, they finally arrived in Shuanglin City, and Xuehuang no longer had to glare at him every day.

The palace of Shuanglin City is much larger than that of Shangyang City. It is built by the mountain and beside the water, located halfway up the mountain. It is separated by a cliff and connected to the two sides by a huge and ancient stone bridge, like a huge manor isolated from the world.

Behind it is an unfathomable cliff, and then there are mountains, which are covered with snow all year round, solemn and mysterious.

This palace was not unfamiliar to Xue Huang. It was the beginning of her nightmare and the end of her cage.

We always hope that we can start our lives over again, but when we finally start over, we find that nothing will change. She will still walk into this palace.

In the previous life, Mo Yunchen killed her here with his own hands.

So if I start over in this life, will I still have the same fate?

Xue Huang stepped across the stone bridge. The hustle and bustle of the city gradually faded away, and the manor in front of her was silent.

It was as if he had strayed away from the human world and was wandering at the gate of hell.

Xue Huang looked at the plaque without stopping, as if she had already made some kind of decision.

It was midsummer, and the palace was shaded by green trees. There were more flowers and plants than she remembered, and they were in brilliant bloom.

"Where do I live?" Xue Huang asked.

"Of course it's the main courtyard." Mo Yunchen said. "This place is just a little bigger than the palace in Shangyang City, with a few more courtyards, but otherwise it's the same."

Xue Huang stopped when she passed by one of the courtyards. That was Linlang Pavilion, where Gu Qingli had been trapped for three years.

"Do you like it here?" Mo Yunchen asked.

"No." Xue Huang did not hesitate, "I hate this place. I really hate it."

"If you don't like it, just tear it down." Mo Yunchen said calmly.

Xue Huang glanced at him, and after making sure that he was serious, she immediately used her internal energy, causing ice and snow to fall from the sky, crackling and directly baptizing the person.

In a moment, the place was in a mess.

Xue Huang stopped and said, "I'm tired. Find someone else to take it apart."

"Okay." Mo Yunchen said.

Xue Huang then came to the main courtyard, where she had broken into before.

It was here that she ran into Mo Yunchen and fought with him from dusk till dawn.

I remember that the martial arts of the two of them almost destroyed the entire yard. Now it has been renovated and there are many more plants and trees.

Xue Huang actually felt that the layout here was a little familiar. After looking at it for a while, she realized that it was somewhat similar to the layout of her princess mansion.

There were wisteria trees, swings, flowers everywhere, bridges over flowing water, pavilions, and a tree she had never seen before.

"what is this?"

"Tumi flower." Mo Yunchen said.

Xue Huang couldn't help but look at her a few more times, and a sense of intimacy surged from the bottom of her heart. "Where are the flowers?"

"It only blooms at the end of the season, so it's not time yet."

Xue Huang reached out and touched it. "I don't think I've seen it when I came here four years ago."

"You were so busy teasing me that you didn't pay any attention to it."

"I didn't, don't talk nonsense."

Mo Yunchen raised his eyebrows, "I still have official business to attend to, please feel free to do as you please. If you have any needs, just tell Duan Yun. You can decorate this entire palace according to your preferences."

Xue Huang said nothing, just nodded.

She walked around alone. The courtyard was full of flowers and looked like a poem or a painting.

Mu Guang said, "He is quite thoughtful."

"Shut up."

"I didn't say anything." Mu Guang smiled. "Why don't you tell him about the bad things you did?"

"He doesn't remember anything. What's the point of telling him? I won't tell him. I want him to suffer like me."

"You've tortured him long enough. Now you can try another way. He was the one who betrayed you first. Why should he forget everything? You should make him remember and let him live in guilt forever."

"Will a man like him feel guilty?"

Mu Guang sighed, "To be honest, you just won't let yourself go."

"Because even if time goes back, it cannot erase his sins."

"Take my advice and don't make your life so tiring. Do you think I don't understand why you rejected everyone's company and came here alone?"

Xue Huang was silent.

"If the end is death, you choose to go on the road alone."

"Yes, this time, I will never allow myself to become a bargaining chip for Mo Yunchen to hurt the people I care about."

"Your obsession is also very strong." Mu Guang said meaningfully. "But why do you have to punish yourself?"

"I do not have."

"I hope you can really keep deceiving yourself."

Xue Huang looked towards the snow-capped mountains in the distance, where the ice and snow were so cold that they had not melted for thousands of years.

Is she lying to herself?

No.

Today, Mo Yunchen no longer only controls the 200,000 heavy troops, but also Jiuxiao City and Sanbai City are in his hands, which together account for almost half of Bei Ling's military strength.

Shen Congfeng was right. Even without him, Mo Yunchen would be the next him.

Xue Huang promised that she would spend the rest of her life as a prisoner, try to be the scabbard to seal his sword, and exchange herself for stability in the North.

This is actually very difficult for her.

But he owed her. He had acted in the play for three years, and this time it was her turn.