Nine Heavens

Quiet night sky, dotted with stars, breeze blowing.

Under the sky, there are mountain peaks shrouded in mist.

A clear shadow flows silently in the clear mist.

She was dressed in silver glittering makeup, against the clear moon in the western sky.

Ethereal and somewhat cool.

This clear shadow, plowing through layers of clouds and smoke, fell towards a mountain peak.

Empress Li Yue floated in the air and landed in front of her palace.

In the hall, there was a sound of respect immediately.

After Madam Li Yue responded casually, she quickly floated towards the simple courtyard.

Only in this small courtyard can Empress Li Yue feel truly cordial and at ease.

Accompanied by love, no longer alone, no longer helpless.

Standing in front of the tree of remnants of love, Empress Li Yue looked at the moon and cared for herself.

Flicking the slender arms lightly, the faint fragrance drifts with the wind.

The ice shadow traces of jade carvings are fragrant and full of heaven and earth. Li Yuelu pulls the wind, and the mother-in-law dances past and present.

This is what Liu Juan's father praised her, but the soul of Xiang has fallen, and Menglang suffers from Mengtan!

Empress Liyue took out tears of love from her bosom, and gently placed them under the tree of remnant feelings.

Kneeling down, staring at the tears of love, I complained several times.

Twelve tears of love, shining with blue light, quietly circled under the tree of remnant feelings.

Twelve flashes, twelve expectations for life.

Li Yue Niang Niang gently stroked the tree of remnant feelings, and said softly to herself:

"Brother Xingliu, counting the current Huanqinglei, there are already eighty.

One more, and you can be reborn.

I know that this last tear of love must have come from the Ghost Palace.

But where is the ghost palace?

I am in a foreign race, and I have traveled all over the world, and I don't know anything about it.

The Ghost Palace is too mysterious, I'm afraid I will never find it.

However, Brother Xingliu, I will not let you down. "

Liu Juan watched Empress Li Yue leave, Yuanshen stood in the night wind, although she didn't feel the coldness, she also felt an indescribable loss.

Looking back at the three Siyingshenhu sisters beside the fire, their complexions became more and more ruddy. Cheng Yuanfang sat aside quietly waiting for them to wake up, adding some branches to the fire from time to time.

Just after waking up, Cheng Yuanfang's body was still a little weak, staring at the red flames, he felt a surge of warmth, his eyes couldn't help being dazed, and he lowered his head and fell asleep.

The Tree of Remnant Love seemed to understand Empress Li Yue's whispering words, and its red branches swayed gently against her shoulders in the wind, singing softly.

A line of branches brushed across the face of Empress Li Yue, and a heartbeat struck the sour memory.

It was a misty dawn, and it opened itself in the mist, and the elegant fragrance flowed everywhere.

Suddenly I heard a happy voice saying: "Oh, it smells so good! This is the most fragrant smell I have ever smelled."

Looking at the reputation, a dancing figure in the mist is swaying in the morning wind, like smoke and fog, with slender branches floating, chic and affectionate.

While shaking her body and looking towards her, Li Yuehua'er lowered her head shyly, squinted and peeped, engraving that understanding face in her heart.

In the days to come, under the stars, by the river, at dawn.

A tree and a flower dance together in the wind.

The endless whispers, accompanied by Xinghui's eyes, dotted every moonlight.

However, the happy days suddenly ended one day.

Li Yuehua'er, when she opened her eyes in the morning, she found that her beloved Brother Xingliu was being hacked in the middle by ruthless people.

At the root of the tree, Brother Xingliu's body, curled up with a phantom, with a sad expression on his face.

He looked in his direction in pain, tears streaming down his face.

Li Yuehua'er screamed heart-piercingly, accompanied by the whistling wind.

But the cruel woodcutter ignored her existence at all.

But within a short time of incense sticks, several people shouted slogans and carried away Brother Xingliu's body.

Only Brother Xingliu's scarred roots are left...

A tear of true love separates life and death.

Huanshu condenses fragrance and thinks, and carries flowers to join the king.

Recalling all this, Empress Li Yue hugged the Remnant Love Tree in her arms, tears dripping down her cheeks.

Is sad, is waiting, is persistent, or helpless.

I can't tell and I don't know the way. Pinlai should be called lovesickness.

For many years, every day before dawn, Empress Li Yue would come to this small courtyard.

Standing quietly for a while, staring at the Remnant Tree in front of him.

This cruel tree was condensed by Brother Xingliu's soul. Brother Xingliu couldn't bear to leave him, and his soul persisted.

Legend has it that after watering ninety-nine eighty-one tears of love, the dead body can be resurrected.

But tears of love are only found in the underworld, and they are very rare.

It is a resentful man and a woman who love each other in this world but have no chance to get together. After meeting in the underworld, they truly love and cry.

In order to save his beloved brother Xingliu, Li Yuehua'er gave up her body cultivated in the yang world.

He collapsed and died for love, and turned into a wronged soul of a foreign race in the underworld.

Putting herself into the Yaoyue Palace to practice painstakingly, and searching for tears of love everywhere in the underworld.

After going through countless hardships, Empress Li Yue finally got these eighty love tears.

Twelve tears of love gradually melted.

Qingling's tears and flowing water, shining under the moonlight under the tree of remnant feelings, Wang Wang Runrun.

Mysterious, moving, like a clear spring.

The Canqing Tree happily sucked the sweet tears of Huanqinglei.

Huanqing tears, true love, deep meaning.

As the remnant tree sucked its tears, it began to slowly change.

Every time the Remnant Tree sucks the Tears of Love, it changes differently.

The Remnant Tree, grown from a small sapling to the present, has experienced countless ups and downs.

It is also accompanied by the countless days and nights of Miss Li Yue's lovesickness, countless hard work and expectations.

Empress Li Yue suppressed her sadness, stood up and watched intently.

The branches fluttered gently, and during the fluttering, green buds appeared on the branches.

The green buds rolled up and opened, and the new light green leaves wafted a faint fragrance.

In the time of tea cup, the new leaves will rustle and grow into perfect willow leaves.

The red branches became much thicker again, and the tree became more than a head taller.

Empress Li Yue held the willow branches lightly, tears in her beautiful eyes.

I said silently in my heart:

"Brother Xingliu, can you see it?

You're about to come back to life, and after hundreds of millions of years, you're growing leaves again.

If you can get that love tear, you can blossom.

At that time, you and I sit on the flower petals watered by love tears, and we can regenerate the main body.

It is said that with the nourishment of Huanqing Tears, we can return Yang and turn into flesh and blood.

In that way, we can enjoy the sunshine and rain in the world again!

How nice that is! Hope that day comes sooner.

I have had enough of staying in this icy Li Yue Palace. "

"Li Yue! Li Yue! Li Yue!"

There is a call in the air.

Empress Li Yue, when she heard the third call, she suddenly woke up.

It's Brother Xingliu, yes! It was Brother Xingliu's voice.

Empress Li Yue was ecstatic in her heart, she knelt down close to the Canqing Tree, hugged the Canqing Tree tightly, and refused to let go.

Looking up, weeping, speechless.

With blurred eyes, he kept staring at the figure who missed the old age all the time.

"woo woo woo woo······"

Crying is definitely not a happy way, but when weeping with joy, Empress Li Yue cried bitterly.

"Hehe, Li Yue, Li Yue!

Don't cry, we can talk in the morning again.

Brother Xingliu is resurrected, you should be happy. "

A gentle voice came from the Canqing Tree, soft and warm.

Like a ray of sunshine shining into the darkness, Empress Li Yue suddenly returned after looking forward to the tender care for more than two thousand years.

The pain of the past disappeared in an instant, and there was only happiness and sweetness in my heart.

Empress Li Yue just hugged the tree trunk and refused to let go.

"En! Empress Li Yue nodded slightly."

Empress Li Yue's rolling eyes stopped shedding tears and shed her sadness.

Put on warmth, raise your eyes, and look deeply.

The jade hand flicked lightly, and the emerald green willow leaves fluttered in the wind.

Touching the branches of the Tree of Remnant Love, every movement of Empress Li Yue was healing every wound she had suffered.

In the memory, the scars of Brother Xingliu's chopping were erased one by one.

Re-immerse the warmth and call out new songs. What remains unchanged is the eternal sincerity.

The tree of remnants, the branches hold up the face of Empress Li Yue.

The branches dance with the blond hair of Empress Li Yue in the wind.

The green leaves of Jinhua are just like nature, graceful and charming.

The green leaves brushed against the beautiful face, wiping away the remaining tears on Empress Li Yue's cheeks.

Pieces of green leaves, like loving and affectionate eyes, exhort the happiness of the true lover.

Empress Li Yue understood his care and held the branches in her arms.

Feel the dream of the millennium, how much sleeplessness, how much expectation!