"If you don't succeed, you will be punished. It's just a choice. As for that bet, it's actually okay for the lonely king to win or fail. But for you, Prince Xia... If you can't win, I'm afraid you will lose one of your lives." Yan Xiaoqing's tone was neither serious nor serious,
But every word pierced the deepest part of my heart, which invisibly gave me a lot of pressure.
Just now I was thinking about whether I should listen to Xia Yan and sleep for a while, so that I can recite it again when I am full of energy. Now that I think about it, human life is at stake, and if I really waste my time because of sleeping, then I would rather suffer a little more.
"Life and death are determined by fate, and I have no regrets."
"You have no regrets. In this case, Putao can just let go and sleep."
Huh? Something's wrong with Yan Xiaoqing.
He actually suggested that I sleep?
"Haha, I think it's better not to sleep anymore and carry more weight. Don't worry, even if you risk your life, we still have a draw." I said quickly.
Xia Yan did not say a word, but stared at Yan Xiaoqing, as if he wanted to read something on his face.
Yan Xiaoqing sat on the ground, face to face with Xia Yan.
I turned my back to them and raised my head to read the words on the wall.
In this cave, because it is completely enclosed, you can't feel day or night at all. Generally speaking, you can eat when you are hungry and sleep when you are sleepy, no matter what time it is.
But now I feel that it must be dark outside.
Because my eyelids kept drooping, the flying fonts seemed to jump out of the wall and fly in front of me.
Everything in my ears seemed to come from a far away place, and Xia Yan's voice still had an echo.
My mind went black and I fell to the ground.
And the moment I closed my eyes, the spell that had imprisoned me for many years was released.
The dusty memories turned into dreams and returned to my mind.
In my memory, it was a gloomy weather. The continuous rain for several months soaked Xia Country as if it had lost its luster, and even people's expressions became stiff and cold due to the rain.
People came and went wearing raincoats, sometimes walking quickly, sometimes running, but they saw two men and one woman walking slowly from the end of the street.
Although the three of them were dressed in ordinary clothes, their noble and stunning looks made passers-by turn their heads frequently, and some even stopped in their tracks.
"Liu Chi, look at these people, why are they looking at us like this?" The girl held an umbrella and curiously tilted her head and asked the boy on the left.
Liuchi at that time was no different from now, but he was more condensed than now.
Ao Ying is also very different from the current Yan Xiaoqing. He is cheerful and funny. Even if it is a rainy day, his face cannot be blocked. "You have already come out, why do you still keep a straight face?"
"Yes, yes." Ao Xiaoying nodded her head as if pounding garlic.
Liu Chi glanced at the two shameless siblings and said indifferently: "I always feel unhappy, as if something is about to happen."
Today is the day for the temple fair, but there is not a single person on the street. Although it is raining, in the past, even when it snowed, there was always a lot of people.
Now, this place is as lonely as a dead city.
After hearing this, Ao Ying looked around. He had secretly gone down the mountain many times in the past few years, so he had already mastered a way of getting along with people. When he saw some pedestrians passing by, he quickly grabbed one and asked, "Why is there no temple fair today?"
ah?"
The person who was asked looked at him with a strange expression: "Brother, are you kidding me? The king has been seriously ill for several months, and the temple fair has been canceled long ago."
