The dream was too real, the story was too real, and a trace of thought came out of her heart, she wanted to know what the seven emotions and six desires were.

Yuan Xu.

"I'm so bored in Yuen Long, do you have anything interesting here. ”

"It just so happens that I have some of the orders written by the priest, which is very interesting. ”

"Take a look. Lianhua took the book of life handed over by Yuen Long,

"The level of writing of this Si Ming is good, and there is a tendency to catch up with and surpass Wenqu Xing. ”

"Don't praise him, praise him and he will get even more carried away, and he will also use this to write stories and make up the fate of mortals. If you're interested, take it and read it, I've seen it all, and I'll have to ask Si Ming to get some new life books another day. Yuen Long asked Tong Er to move the book of life to Lianhua's bedroom, and Lianhua leaned on the cloud couch when she had nothing to do, drinking tea and looking at the book of life.

The lives of mortals are very short, only for decades, but they are very powerful, and they can live this short life to the fullest.

Looking at a natal book, the most difficult thing in the world is just a love word, there is family affection, love and friendship, and the most torturous of them is love.

Seeing the happy ending of the book of fate, Lianhua was also happy for them, seeing that the two people who loved each other were not together until death, she felt very sad in her heart, and complained about Si Ming Xingjun, why didn't she write them a happy ending, but she couldn't blame Si Ming, Si Ming was written according to their star fortune, everything was predestined and could not be changed.

After reading the book of fate for a few days, Lianhua understood why there were so many crazy men and women on the bridge, refused to drink Meng Po soup, forgot the person in her heart, and reincarnated.

You can't be together in this life, so you can't forget, and if you forget about it, you won't be able to find it in the next life. Love, what does it look like?

Tired of reading the book of fate, Lianhua returned to Yuqing Palace.

"Don't look like it's happy?"

"It's not Yuen Long yet, this stinky boy actually abandoned me to go on a tour by himself, forget it if you don't take me, and let me show him the house, I don't care. ”

"You two have been like this for so many years, like two children. ”

"It's that he hates it, but fortunately, Lord Benjun has a lot of them, so he doesn't care about him. What are you looking at?"

"Sutras. ”

"After so many years, you are still so boring, still reading Buddhist scriptures. ”

"The Dharma is boundless and needs to be learned in real time. If you have nothing to do, you should continue to cultivate, be lazy, and carefully regress your mana. ”

"No, I'm boundless. ”

"You're just lazy, stop quibbling. ”

"Yes, what can you be me?" Lianhua grimaced and ran out.

"Little girl. Lianhua felt that her identity was too ostentatious in the Heavenly Palace, so she became the appearance of a little fairy, wandering around in the Heavenly Palace, concealing her identity would reduce some unnecessary trouble, and she could play more freely.