The young man retreated again, half of his body was shrouded in darkness, only his face was faintly glowing, allowing her to easily see his subtle expressions and the tears in his eyes.
"Yao Yao, our fate ends here."
"Shao Lang, what are you talking about? Why can't I understand?" A sadness surged from the bottom of her heart, making the girl's voice tremble.
The young man's figure seemed to be slowly elongating, and in an instant, he turned into a man who was several years older. His eyebrows were no longer green. The appearance of this face made the girl's heart ache.
"You must have remembered it, right? I am dead, and you and I are separated by yin and yang, how can we still be together?"
"But I will die too! When I die, we can stay together!" Zhou Yao was anxious and blurted out the words.
The young man smiled bitterly, stared at her deeply, and looked at her expression: "The separation between high and low, Yaoyao, not only can you and I not stay together, but we can also never see each other again."
What's the meaning?
Zhou Yao was stunned, she did not expect to hear this.
"Shao Lang, what nonsense are you talking about? Our family backgrounds are obviously similar. Otherwise, our elders would not have arranged a marriage for us."
The young man shook his head again: "At this moment, at that moment, Yaoyao, your family is prosperous, and there will be great development in the future... It is beyond words... I came to see you today to say goodbye and goodbye..."
What he said was a bit fragmented, and his figure seemed to be broken like a reflection in the water that was stirred.
Also broken at the same time was Zhou Yao's dream.
"Ah!" Zhou Yao sat up suddenly and looked around. She saw the afternoon sun shining in the courtyard. She was still on the couch. There were people talking outside. She faintly heard the word "watermelon" and Zhou Yao touched it with her fingertips.
When I touched my face, it was covered with wet marks.
The maid who was slowly fanning her with a fan had just dozed off. When she heard the noise, she quickly raised her head and saw the young lady with tears on her face. She was shocked and asked: "Miss, what's wrong with you? Why do you feel so bad?"
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She felt a little guilty.
Zhou Yao didn't pay attention to this, although she felt that her underwear was a little wet, and she was obviously sweating from shock. She gently wiped the tears from the corners of her eyes, calmed herself down, and whispered: "It's okay, I just... encountered a nightmare.
"
It turned out to be a nightmare!
The maid then breathed a sigh of relief and smelled the aroma, which was very refreshing. She couldn't help but leaned forward and said: "It turns out to be a nightmare, miss. Dreams and reality are opposites. You had a nightmare. Reality is the opposite."
I hope you will be happy and prosperous... Can I serve you some fragrant tea?"
Zhou Yao shrank, feeling that she was too close, but said: "No need to serve tea yet, go get me a towel, I want to wash my face."
The maid groaned: "It's my fault. I bothered Miss to remind you. I'll prepare some water for you right now!"
After saying that, he quickly threw down his fan and walked out quickly.
Zhou Yao, who was sitting quietly on the couch, felt as if something had pinched her heart, feeling sore and painful.
She thought about the dream carefully, and she was a little surprised to dream about Shao Lang. She had never dreamed about him in such a long time since his death. No matter how much she missed him, she never saw him in her dreams.
But this time it appeared, it brought her an uneasiness that she was about to leave forever.
"Your family is prospering and will have great development in the future...it's priceless...what do you mean?"
What do you mean by this?
My family means the Zhou family?
But the Zhou family is just an ordinary civil servant family. How can they thrive? Will there be great development in the future? Will my father be promoted?
"No..." Zhou Yao shook her head, with an inexplicable feeling that seemed to tell her in her heart that this was a wrong guess.
But if it’s not the Zhou family, then where is it?
She became irritable, put on her shoes and walked to the window. The half-opened window was pushed open by her, and she happened to see the watermelon.
"Shao Lang, what on earth...are you trying to tell me when you are under Jiuquan?" She murmured, and whenever she thought about it, she felt a strong sense of uneasiness, as if she would never be able to see him again after leaving.
"What happened?" She was uneasy in her heart, but she was in a dark place, but she couldn't ask.
"Maybe I can ask?"
Suddenly, she remembered the mysterious voice and the knowledge she brought, and couldn't help but pinch her hand.
"Maybe I should take the initiative."
"It is said that Southwest Sangnu has her... no, she has my inheritance."
Daiwangfu
The constant sound of cicadas disturbs people's dreams in the summer afternoon, but in fact they are asleep, and it has an inexplicable sleep-promoting effect.
When Su Ziji woke up on the couch in the small bedroom, he found that he was also sweating.
He pinched his eyebrows and tried to remember: "Did I go to Jackie Chan Palace just now?"
It seemed that he vaguely dreamed of going to the Dragon Palace. Not only did he arrive at the Dragon Palace, he also heard the sound of bells, one after another. He seemed to have said something to the young dragon, and the rest of the story was very vague.
This was not like the feeling he had when he went to the Dragon Palace in the past, it was more like a dream.
Could it be that I think about it day by day and dream about it at night?
Su Ziji thought for a while and felt that he might not have successfully arrived.
Thinking about what happened in the dream, he felt that his behavior in the dream was a bit ridiculous. Before going to bed, he would think about going to the Dragon Palace and let the young dragon do things for him. Isn't it ridiculous?
"The dragon king is still just a young dragon. Even if I go and succeed, I'm afraid it may not be able to take on the task of rectifying the gods."
"Now, let's stick to the original plan."
Although the processing of one temple after another is much slower, the plan is very sound.
"Lord!"
A figure hurriedly walked to the door of the small bedroom, not daring to come in directly, but called out at the door. Su Ziji heard the voice of a wild Taoist, so he got up and opened the door. He was standing at the door with a happy face, a little surprised, and asked:
"What's wrong? Did you catch a big fish?"
The wild Taoist bowed and said happily: "My lord asked me to investigate Bai Lekang. I followed the lead and found out that I went to the Moon Worship Temple."
"This is indeed a big fish. There are several people in the Moon Worshiping Temple. Apparently they are from other counties and come to seek refuge with relatives."
"I asked Shi Chengyan to come forward and scare me, but it turned out that the so-called relatives only received money, and their origins were unknown. I followed this line and found out that they may be from Yingguo!"
"Bai Lekang also seems to be related to this group of Yingguo people. It's just a pity that it's not easy to alert the snake at the moment, so we haven't dug deeper to find out who was behind this plan."
Shi Chengyan, a well-known man with a low official rank and great intimidation, is a typical local snake with deep roots. He can control all three religions and nine streams, and the wild Taoists are very satisfied.
"Ying Guo?"
Su Ziji didn't pay attention to this, he was just thinking.
"The country of Ying underwent changes last year and a new king came to the throne. Although he was respectful to Dazheng, he annexed two states one after another and expanded his territory a lot."
"A warning should have been given about this matter, but now that the emperor is old and the kings are vying for heirs, the court has no other concerns..."
"Is it possible that Yingguo, a mere man in the country, wants to intervene in this huge change?"