PFC Chapter 132: Past Life Memories Flowing Out
Chapter 132: Past Life Memories Flowing Out
Given Ye Xuan Ke's personality of not being able to hide things in his heart, Song Yunxi was not at all surprised that Ye Xuan Qi would discover his feelings for Song Muxue.
But Ye Xuanqi's attitude of indifference really surprised her.
[His fiancée is coveted by his younger brother. Does he really not care at all, or has he become addicted to cheating? ]
Ye Xuanqi: "..."
Can we stop thinking about this so-called cheating?
It seems that it will be a long and arduous task to eliminate her inherent impression of herself.
I can only helplessly explain: "I have a responsibility to Song Muxue, and my fifth brother's admiration for Song Muxue is just a young love, it's not as complicated as you think."
[Humph, it’s not as complicated as I thought. The two brothers even served her and died tragically at her hands…]
[Wait! Why are these two brothers moving away from Song Muxue one by one as if they have come to their senses? According to the rhythm of their previous lives, shouldn't they have agreed to Song Muxue to pave the way for Ye Xuanrong? Why are they getting involved with her now? ]
Especially, isn’t Master’s trust in Ye Xuanqi too firm?
Suddenly, her clear mind seemed to be shrouded in a fog, and she found that there seemed to be many things she had never seen clearly before.
An inexplicable headache suddenly came over me, and a blurry figure emerged from the fog. Although tall, he was limping.
"Don't give up, I believe someone will rescue you from this place!"
"Something has happened recently in the court. Prime Minister Zhou died suddenly, and his only legitimate daughter was arbitrarily betrothed to someone else as a successor by a concubine."
"Mrs. Zhu died, and Lord Zhu died of grief. Only Master Zhu was left to support the Grand Tutor's Mansion."
"Master Zhu is no longer here either."
"General Pingnan accepted Song Zhening as his apprentice."
"I heard that the emperor was thinking of deposing the queen."
"I'm afraid there will be problems in the northern border guarded by General Zhenyuan."
"Prince Yu has returned to the capital."
"I'm afraid the emperor's dragon body is no longer able to survive."
"..."
Every day someone would come to the tightly locked door and tell her what was happening in the capital.
His voice was hoarse and low. When she didn't say anything, he kept talking and talking. This was the same every day, as if he was trying to use something to arouse her desire to live.
Later, gradually, she began to respond, and slowly, the two people who had never met before started talking about the political situation.
His knowledge and conversation were not like those of a servant at all, and he always came when the servants in Zhuangzi were not at home.
She was grateful that he took the trouble to accompany her every day, and she was also grateful that he aroused her desire to survive.
"Thank you."
When she thanked him, the whispering outside the door stopped abruptly.
After a long while, he said in a deep voice: "I just hope you can resent me less in the future."
After a pause, he gave a self-deprecating smile and muttered to himself, "You don't have to forgive me. It's only right that you keep hating me."
"What did you say?"
She didn't hear it clearly at the time, and when she asked again, it seemed that the sadness she had just felt was just an illusion.
"I said I would definitely get you out of here."
Listening to his firm promise, Song Yunxi smiled: "You can't save me. This place is full of formations. An ordinary person like you can't save me at all."
"I know, so I will definitely find someone to rescue you. I will rescue you at all costs, even if it means risking my life!"
His increasingly determined voice came in: "Soon, very soon you will be able to leave here."
She didn't know what happened to her. She was bewitched by the voice of a man whose origin and identity were unknown. She believed him inexplicably: "Okay, I'll wait."
That day, she forcibly pried open the door panel that had been nailed again, and through the narrow gap in the door, she saw for the first time the back of the person who had been chatting with her.
I don’t know what’s wrong with his foot, but he has a slight limp when he walks.
She thought that when he came tomorrow, she would definitely ask what happened, maybe there was still a chance of recovery. Unlike her, the meridians in her legs were completely necrotic, even if the Great Luo Immortal came, he couldn't save her.
But she had no chance to see him again or to ask again. That night she was tied up by the old women on the farm, and then her wrist was cut by a sharp blade. Blood flowed from her wrist, and her body became colder and colder.
I don't know if she was about to die, but I seemed to hear Song Muxue's voice: "It's true, using her blood as a sacrifice can completely take away all her luck. You will definitely become the first prime minister of the Jin'an Dynasty who will go down in history."
She only felt her body getting lighter and lighter, and she felt a little regretful before she completely lost consciousness.
I should say goodbye to him.
"Yun Xi... Yun Xi..."
The anxious voice brought her back to reality, and Ye Xuanqi's worried face gradually came into focus.
Seeing that her eyes were still empty, Ye Xuanqi was worried: "What's wrong with you? Are you feeling unwell?"
Song Yunxi stroked his forehead as he gradually regained consciousness. "I seem to remember something, but it's not very clear."
She suddenly wanted to know what happened to the person who came to accompany her every day after she died in her previous life.
Although I don’t know who he is, we have known each other for such a long time that we can be considered friends. Will he be sad because of her death?
Seeing that Song Yunxi was not in good condition at all, Ye Xuanqi became even more worried: "I'll take you back first."
When Ye Xuanke came over, he saw that Song Yunxi looked paler than ever before: "What happened to her?"
Song Yunxi waved her hand: "I'm fine."
Maybe it was because he recalled the forgotten memories of his previous life, so he felt a little uncomfortable.
But for some reason, she always felt as if something was missing in her body, a feeling she had never experienced before.
Is it a side effect of rebirth?
Ye Xuanqi didn't care about anything else. He clasped her wrist and continuously injected his true energy into her body.
The warm true energy calmed her heart, as if her soul that was about to be shattered was gathering together again, and she recovered completely.
So it wasn't her illusion last time. It was indeed Ye Xuanqi who lost his true energy to her.
Apart from his master and three brothers, Ye Xuanqi's true qi was the first one that did not conflict with hers.
"Thank you."
Her complexion regained its rosy color, and Ye Xuanqi's anxious heart was slightly relieved.
Uncle Tian said that there had been no major changes in the astrology during the Jin'an Dynasty, and his Purple Star Emperor was still dim, and it seemed to be true.
Ye Xuanqi's eyes were deep. Uncle Tian had done everything he could, even going against the will of heaven and giving up all his cultivation to continue the fate of the Jin'an Dynasty. He also had to do everything he could to control everything.
Ye Xuan Ke was also quite worried: "What on earth is wrong with you? The expression on your face just now was really scary."
[I can't tell you that it's like my soul is leaving my body! No one told me if there are any side effects of rebirth, why is it that my body is out of control from time to time. ]
[Could this be a warning from the damn Heaven that it will take my life back at any time?]