10, Memories

Prince Qian only felt that he was illuminated by an inexplicable light. Under the strong light, he instinctively closed his eyes. When he opened his eyes again, he found that he was no longer in the original warm pavilion, but in a beautiful valley.

"Where is this? How can I be here?" Prince Qian was shocked and looked around, but saw that Cheng Yuanjia was standing on a rock and looking down.

"Wanjia, where is this?" Prince Qian walked quickly to Cheng Yuanjia and asked with a little hesitation.

"This is my memory, my memory from thousands of years ago." Cheng Yuanjia said slowly, and his voice was as if from a distant sky, uncertain: "Dunpa, look at the bottom."

Prince Qian looked down along Cheng Yuanjia's sight, and his heart couldn't help beating wildly.

A few feet away, there is an empty place where a man in a cyan shirt is dancing with a sword. From the perspective of swordsmanship, this is an extremely sharp peerless swordsmanship, but he doesn't seem to have fully learned it. From time to time, he stops to think deeply, then draws a few swords, and falls into thinking again. What shocked him was that the young man's appearance seemed to be familiar. In retrospect, he found that he was seven or eight degrees similar to Zhou Huan, who went to the northwest border.

"Qian Yun, how's it going?" A soft voice came from the sky, followed by more people below. This person is extremely beautiful and has a temperament like a fairy. Looking at his appearance, he is exactly the same as Cheng Yuanjia.

"Asu Ling, you're here." The man she called Qianyun put away his sword and sighed, "It's not easy to create a set of swordsmanship. I've only created thirteen moves so far from my twenty-four moves."

"Don't worry, with your talent, it will be done soon." The woman with the same appearance as Cheng Yuanjia smiled at the man in blue and said, "I brought you some fresh fruit. Why don't you take a rest for a while and eat some fruit?"

"Okay, I'll try what you brought me. If it's not delicious, you can ask for more blessings." The man in blue said rudely and laughed maliciously at the woman.

The woman's pretty face turned slightly red, and she said coquettishly, "You know how to bully me. Be careful that I hide in the sky and see what you can do to pull me down."

The two eat fruit, talking and laughing, and it seems that they are very harmonious.

Prince Qian looked at Cheng Yuanjia beside him again, and saw two lines of tears on her face sliding down, and the words he wanted to ask swallowed back.

"I know what you want to ask. Since I brought you here, I will tell you even if you don't ask." Cheng Yuanjia gently wiped away her tears and said, "What you see now is my memory in those years. This woman named Su Ling is me. To be precise, it is me thousands of years ago, and Zhou Qianyun is my lover. We know each other here, love each other here, and separate here. Do you think he looks like Zhou Huan? Because he is the ancestor that Zhou Huan is talking about, and Su Ling, that is, me thousands of years ago, is the Su fairy who has been guarding the Zhou family for thousands of years.

"What?" Prince Qian almost stumbled to the ground. The men and women who seem to love very much in front of them are actually the ancestors and vegetarian fairies worshipped by the Zhou family for generations. From Zhou Huan's mouth, he also knew that the Su Xianzi looked very similar to Cheng Yuanjia. At that time, he only regarded it as a coincidence, but he didn't expect that the real reason would be like this.

"Thousands of years ago, I came to the secular world because of collecting medicine. I met Zhou Qianyun by chance here. After that, we have been here for almost a year. He wants to create his own set of swordsmanship. I just want to be with him. As long as I can see him, I am very satisfied. . Later, after he mastered his swordsmanship, I left him, because I had to go back once. We made an appointment that a year later, I will come back to him again, and then I will stay with him until he dies. But a year later, when I came back, I saw him lying coldly in the coffin and leaving me forever. Cheng Yuanjia's voice was a little choked and paused, "I never dare to recall that scene, because every time I think of it. I will be in pain."

"This happened thousands of years ago. How old are you?" Prince Qian still can't believe that his granddaughter is like this.

"Cheng Yuanjia is only 14 years old and 15 years old. This can never be wrong, but Su Ling is more than 3,000 years old." Cheng Yuanjia stretched out her hand, and the light flashed in her hand. The scene around her changed, showing the scene when she crossed the disaster.

"This is the memory of my disaster 15 years ago. In this thunderstorm, my body was smashed, and only the yuan god escaped." Cheng Yuanjia pointed to Su Ling, who was struggling in the thunder disaster, and said, "Then, when I woke up, I found that I had been reincarnated again and became your granddaughter Cheng Yuanjia."

In the thunderstorm, Su Ling's desperate shouts filled the sky.

"What kind of pain do I have to bear to see you again? What am I going to lose before I can take a look at you. God, if there is a price, what else do I have to pay? Gods and spirits, if you still have a trace of affection, please tell me where I can see the people I love. Even if I lose everything, I have no regrets.

The scene of memory gradually turned into a hazy, and Cheng Yuanjia stood quietly in the void with tears dripping.

Prince Qian also looked gloomy. A relationship that lasted for thousands of years ended with such an ending, which made Cheng Yuanjia feel embarrassed.

"What do you want me to do for you?" Prince Qian knew that Cheng Yuanjia must have something to ask for, and said gently.

"Although Qianyun is dead, his soul has not dissipated. He has just entered the reincarnation, so I have been looking for him. I want to find his reincarnation and continue my relationship with him." Cheng Yuanjia wiped away her tears, closed her eyes, took a few deep breaths, and said, "I can feel that he is already in this world, but I don't know where he is and in what way he will appear in my life. And I also have a strong hunch that this is my last chance. If I miss it with him again this time, he will no longer be able to carry out the next reincarnation.

"Do you want me to help you find him?" Prince Qian guessed.

"No, this can't help me. I have set up a complex intelligence network to find him for me, but now I have found nothing. You don't know Zhou Qianyun at all. How can I expect you to have a clue?" Cheng Yuanjia calmed down and shook her head and said, "I want to ask you to delay the emperor and not let him marry me. We should find a way to dispel the emperor's coveted heart towards me. I don't want to kill anyone. If he really drives me out of the real fire, I don't mind letting him disappear.

"What? Does the emperor cove you? Prince Qian's face changed and he said, "How do you know? When did it start?"

"Although I was reincarnated and reborn, I have not lost my ability. I know what he is thinking. From the day I met the empress dowager in the palace two years ago, he thought about me when he met the emperor who came to say hi to the empress dowager. As I grew up, his lust began to expand. Why have you been guarding me as the empress dowager? Even when you go hunting in the forest, the empress dowager doesn't care about her old age and weakness, and she insisted on following.

"The Empress Dowager is protecting you." Of course, Prince Qian knew the Empress Dowager's love for Cheng Yuanjia. He couldn't help nodding and said, "I always thought that you were in love with the seventh prince. It turned out that what you really loved was him at all. When he comes to the house in the future, I'll help you stop him.

"I don't need this. I have my own plan." Of course, Cheng Yuanjia was reluctant to leave the seventh prince and immediately stopped him.

No matter whether she can further develop with the seventh prince in the future, she doesn't want to alienate him for this. Even if she can't be a husband and wife, she can become good friends. In fact, in her eyes, the seventh prince is not a good match. Both the king of Qi and the prince Qian hope that the seventh prince can take office, but the person sitting on the dragon chair is not from the three palaces and six courtyards, which is far from the special preference she wants.

"Dunpa, I'll take you to see the world that really belongs to me." Cheng Yuanjia waved to Prince Qian, and a soft breeze wrapped the latter and was taken forward by Cheng Yuanjia.

Prince Qian experienced the flight with his feet without touching the ground for the first time. He looked here in surprise. Unfortunately, there was a white void around him, and there was nothing to see.

Suddenly, he found that his feet seemed to have stepped on a solid land, and the white fog-like scenery around him began to change. A large area of good land appeared, and more than a dozen farmers were working in the field.