The sunset is bright and red, and the sunset crosses the skyline, reflecting the city walls with blood red.

Baili Xi was wearing a golden brocade robe, and her ink hair was tied up only with a bunch of her hair, and her hair was blown behind her in the wind.

Those eternally warm eyes promoted the blood-redness of the sunset and a bit bloodthirsty.

He raised his head slightly and stared at the distance, his sight almost pierced a hole in the sky.

Rong Jin walked up from under the city wall, and the red brocade robe as always seemed to be melting into the sky.

Through the sunset, I looked into the distance with Baili Xi.

"What is your Majesty looking at?"

Baili Xi didn't look back, his face was red with the setting sun. He smiled slightly: "I want to see if my old friend returns, then what does General Rong want to see?"

"Your Majesty, please call me Rong Jin. This call made me feel awkward." Rong Jin teased, and a helpless flashed across his lips.

"To be honest, it really surprised me that you will surrender to me." Baili Xi looked back and asked him in an equal tone.

"No need to be surprised. I am just for the old friend. She is worried about the world before she is happy about the world. She is just trying to protect this pure land where people she values ​​and live." Rong Jin did not hide it and said the reason very generously.

He frowned slightly and sighed a little tiredly. "When will she return triumphantly from the sunset bag?"

Baili Xi looked up at the crimson sunset with him. The evening breeze was slightly cool, making his face cold like frost, and the same voice as the night said, "She will come back one day, but I don't know... can she still be there?"

*

——Fate gathering and dispersing fate is like water, carrying the world of dust, just for one sentence, waiting for the next reincarnation.

The autumn moon is full like a realm, and the moonlight is like water.

On the Mid-Autumn Festival on August 15th, the moon is full and people are reunited.

In the temple of the Emperor Baoding, the blue smoke lingered and the crowd passed by one after another.

I don’t know when it started, and praying to Baoding temples every Mid-Autumn Festival seems to have become a custom.

A girl in white stood firmly at the door of the Buddhist temple, staring at the face of the Baoding Emperor who was receiving worship from everyone for a long time.

I have no reason for sourness and pain in my heart, but I don’t understand why.

This is her first time in the temple to pray for blessings, but she also feels very familiar!?

"What's your child?" A young woman in luxurious clothes came over and brought the wandering person back to her senses.

"Mom, I seem to have seen him somewhere." She said as she stretched out her hand and pointed to the crafty statue.

The young woman covered her mouth and smiled cleverly: "Look at you, a child, are talking nonsense again. Emperor Baoding has passed away for hundreds of years. How can you see him? Okay, don't point fingers and be careful of being punished by God."

After saying that, he stretched out his delicate jade hand and pressed the girl's finger in front of him back.

"Mom, is there really the Emperor Baoding?" The girl was surprised, with bright black eyes full of spring breeze.

"A hundred years ago, Emperor Baoding was originally the fourth prince of our country. Later, the country was about to perish. When the world was in chaos, he saved the country and supported Mingjun to succeed the throne. Since then, all the emperors have become his example and become a wise ruler in the world. Otherwise, we will have the rich life we ​​are now." The young woman smiled and walked towards the temple, "Okay, okay, hurry up and go back after the worship."

When the girl raised her eyebrows when she heard this, the next moment, the person had already run out of the temple and waved to the young woman, "Mom, go back first, it's rare to leave the mansion. I won't go back so quickly. I'll go for a lantern festival."
Chapter completed!