Lian Xueyin thought for a while and said: "Whether you become a god or a demon, it is just a choice. All living beings in the world have the right to choose. But often choices are accompanied by loss, and thus the original intention is forgotten."
"Zhizhi, I just hope that no matter what happens to you, you will never forget what you were happy for. In this way, no matter who you become, you will always be the original version of yourself."
I used to be happy for something.
Qing Hui was stunned and remembered the time when he first started learning how to make pills.
At that time, she was just an ordinary person. She had no aura and was unable to extract the essence of medicinal materials to the maximum extent. Therefore, the failure rate of experiments was very high. She was afraid of hardship. Ning Fengxu was not around during that time, so she had no choice but to make an idea.
His Majesty who does not communicate with anyone at all.
Of course she succeeded later, and she was extremely happy at that time.
But that's just a small episode.
Because she would be happy for many things, such as when she read a medical book for the first time as a child, when she learned the first prescription from a doctor, when she got to know the first medicinal material, and later when she met her master and became her disciple,
The first time I saw a doctor, the first time I dispensed medicine, the first time I learned to feel the pulse and apply acupuncture...
Many, many.
Because she likes to do this, she will be very happy every time she starts and succeeds.
She should never forget it, right?
But remembering this, will it make any difference?
Qing Hui still doesn't quite understand the true meaning of Lian Xueyin's words.
"Your Majesty, what do you mean, you want me to remember my original intention?" Qing Hui thought, she has no intention anymore, how can she have any original intention!
Lian Xueyin saw that she seemed to understand but didn't explain anymore. He smiled and said, "I hope you are happy."
Qing Hu nodded: "Isn't that simple?"
She put the pill down, leaned forward slightly, hooked Lian Xueyin's neck, leaned over and pecked the corner of his lips again: "I am very happy when I am with His Majesty!"
Her bright eyes fell on his, like twinkling stars.
Lian Xueyin clasped the back of her neck, lowered his head and deepened the kiss.
…
Lian Jinchen returned from the palace and after meeting Qing Hui at the palace gate, something started to feel wrong.
There was always a chaotic shadow in his mind, as if it was tearing him apart crazily.
He hurried back to his house.
The housekeeper came over and told him that Qi Mingyue went back to Duke Qi's mansion in the afternoon.
Lian Jinchen was stunned for a moment, feeling a little strange.
He thought about Qi Mingyue, every bit of the two of them being together, and how much he should like her, but then, this feeling began to become very weird again, especially because he didn't know why he kept thinking about it.
It was Aoki's face that appeared.
He quickly walked into Qi Wan's mourning hall.
Zisu was cleaning the mourning hall. After Xu Manjin entered the house, Zisu failed to show her courtesy, so she was sent to do some trivial tasks by Xu Manjin.
She often came over to clean Qi Wan's mourning hall.
She heard that Lian Jinchen had returned to his home, but she had not had a chance to see him yet.
I didn't expect that he would come to the mourning hall at this time.
Zisu's eyes immediately turned red, "My lord, you are finally back..."
Lian Jinchen frowned and walked to Qi Wan's body. Zisu quickly wiped his eyes and handed him three sticks of incense.
Lian Jinchen lit the incense and put it in the incense burner.
Behind the tablet, a small portrait of Qi Wan hangs.
That was what he drew for Qi Wan himself after the two got engaged.