"Quack..." A slightly sad cry woke up Mo Wuji. He raised his head and saw a lonely crow flying over his head, and soon disappeared without a trace along with the sad cry.
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Where am I? Mo Wuji suddenly felt something strange. He seemed to be sitting on a newly piled low grave mound, with seven or eight children kneeling in front of him. One of them was wearing a
A girl in a floral blue dress was standing next to him holding a bamboo basket.
Just when Mo Wuji was confused and confused, he suddenly heard the girl beside him say softly, "Everyone is so good. We ran out of candy today, so we'll stop playing here. Remember to continue playing tomorrow."
Is this a game of emperor going to court? Why is this scene so familiar?
Mo Wuji was shocked. Isn't this exactly the same as the fate of Murong Fu in the novel? Murong Fu finally went crazy in order to restore his country. His beautiful childhood sweetheart Wang Yuyan ran away with someone else, and in the end he only had a maid, Abi, to accompany him.
The scene in front of him was that Murong Fu had no hope of returning to the country and finally went crazy. Abi called many children to play children's games with Murong Fu after returning to the country.
"Long live my king, good-bye my king, come back tomorrow for candy..." After a while of garbled words, the children dispersed.
Wherever Mo Wuji looked, he saw several young and handsome men and women walking past not far away. When his eyes fell on the woman in a purple skirt among them, he even forgot about his situation for a moment, feeling in his heart
I'm just amazed that there is such a beautiful woman.
The girl in the purple skirt also cast her eyes on Murong Fu, with complex expressions in her eyes, ranging from sympathy to almost invisible disappointment. Several other young and handsome men and women seemed to be talking to him.
, then he gradually walked away while smiling.
wrong……
Mo Wuji suddenly thought of a terrible result. Could it be that I was resurrected after death and then really reborn in Murong Fu's body? Is there really such a thing as soul time travel in this world?
And why did my soul travel through time? What was I doing before this?
Thinking of this, Mo Wuji felt a twitching pain in his heart. He finally recalled that after he developed the medicine to open up the meridians, the lover Xia Ruoyin for whom he could sacrifice his life stabbed him from behind. Thinking of Xia Ruoyin's
With one strike, sadness filled Mo Wuji's body and mind...
A severe headache prevented him from thinking any more, and Mo Wuji's mind was filled with messy information. It took a full hour or two before Mo Wuji figured out what was going on.
This was not the Song Dynasty, nor was he reborn in Murong Fu's body.
This is not even the earth. The place he is in is Raozhou, the capital of the Chengyu Kingdom. His original identity is a prince named Mo Xinghe from the prince of Northern Qin. That is why his father gave him the name Mo Xinghe.
, because the Chengyu Kingdom is a lord country under the Xinghan Empire, this name is completely derived from the yearning for the Xinghan Empire.
Mo Xinghe had no idea in his memory how big this place was. He only knew that the Xinghan Empire was not the only empire, but that each empire had many lord states, and each lord state had many princess states.
The Northern Qin County where he was originally belonged to Lord Chengyu, and Lord Chengyu belonged to the Xinghan Empire.
Nineteen years ago, the lord of the Northern Qin Kingdom, Mo Xinghe's grandfather Mo Tiancheng, arrived in Raozhou, the capital of Chengyu Kingdom, and there was no news again. The Northern Qin Kingdom naturally cannot be without an owner, but the lord of a county needs the approval of the lord and monarch.
OK.
If Mo Tiancheng hadn't disappeared suddenly, he could have passed the throne directly to his children and grandchildren, and then reported it to the lord country where he was. Now that Mo Tiancheng has disappeared and he hasn't had time to pass on the throne, then the next successor to the throne of Northern Qin County will be
You must go to the overlord's country in person and be recognized by the king of the overlord's country in person.
Because of this, Mo Xinghe's parents brought the newly born Mo Xinghe to Raozhou. One was to investigate the whereabouts of Mo Tiancheng, and the other was Mo Xinghe's father, Mo Guangyuan, in order to gain recognition from the Lord Chengyu and inherit the country.
The throne of the Northern Qin Kingdom.
The inheritance was originally very simple, but unexpectedly encountered many obstacles. Mo Xinghe's parents spent countless money, and after more than ten years of running around, they still failed to inherit the position of the leader of the Northern Qin County.
Mo Xinghe's parents eventually died of illness in Raozhou City. Mo Xinghe inherited his father Mo Guangyuan's obsession and was determined to inherit the Northern Qin Kingdom. But with the death of Mo Xinghe's parents, the Mo family's favor in Raozhou was exhausted. Young
Mo Xinghe ran around for several more years to no avail. After learning that the Northern Qin Kingdom had been taken away by King Chengyu, he went completely crazy, and was finally reborn by Mo Wuji.
Mo Wuji also knew who the woman in the purple skirt he saw earlier was. The woman in the purple skirt was called Wen Manzhu. Her father was a marquis from the Chengyu Kingdom, and she was close friends with Mo Xinghe's parents. Mo Xinghe's parents had just arrived.
When they were in the Chengyu Kingdom, they still had a certain status. Therefore, the two families had very close contact. Mo Xinghe and Wen Manzhu were childhood sweethearts. Although they had not set a date for marriage, everyone agreed that they would be together when they grew up.
As the Mo family's chance to inherit the county disappeared, Mo Xinghe's parents died of illness, and eventually Mo Xinghe went crazy, and the Wen family forgot about Mo Xinghe. After growing up, Wen Manzhu also slowly alienated Mo Xinghe and turned to others.
The young master from an aristocratic family approached.
Two tears fell on the back of Mo Wuji's hand on his knee. Mo Wuji raised his head and saw a sad face with a scar. This tearful girl seemed to be even younger than his current body.
Naturally, this girl is not Abi, but her name is Yan'er. She is the only person who has always been with him, and her identity is just a maid. It can be said that if it weren't for Yan'er, Mo Wuji would never have been able to wait for him to be reborn.
, the original Mo Xinghe has been dead for who knows how long.
In addition to a scar on her face, Yan'er was pale, her hair was thin and yellow, and she didn't have the vitality of a young girl at all. It was obvious that this was caused by malnutrition.
It's still not right, Mo Wuji trembled. The Mo family is also a county-king family after all. Even if Mo Xinghe's father had no way to inherit the position of county king, he would not have died of poverty and illness in Raozhou. Wouldn't it be possible?
Leave Raozhou and go back first? Or does it mean that there is no one from the Northern Qin County to protect or send money?
There is definitely something wrong with this.
Seeing Mo Wuji looking up at her, Yan'er wiped her reddish eyes and said softly, "Your Majesty, can we retreat?"
Mo Wuji lowered his head and looked at the loess bag under him, sighing in his heart not only for Yan'er, but also for his predecessor. Such a child's game, every time Yan'er took him away, he had to get the approval of retreating from the court.
But Mo Wuji quickly put this sigh aside. The one he should sigh most was himself. He didn't know whether he should be grateful that he did not die after being plotted in this way, or should he be sad that the person who plotted against him was the most important thing to him.
Lovers, or sad that he can never return to earth.
"Your Majesty, it's already dark..." Seeing that Mo Wuji hadn't said a word for a long time, Yan'er, who was standing next to Mo Wuji, said carefully again.
Mo Wuji looked at the setting sun that had set over the treetops in the distance. He didn't know whether he was thinking of Mo Xinghe before, or lamenting his fate, and sighed, "Go back..."
When he saw Yan'er's shocked eyes, he was not in the mood for any explanation, so he could only sigh again, "Retreat from the court..."
After saying that, he wanted to stand up and pat the loess on his body. After sitting cross-legged on the ground for a long time, his legs were a little numb. Fortunately, Yan'er beside him supported him in time.
Being supported by Yan'er and slowly walking out of the sparse woods, Mo Wuji was also sorting out the few remaining things in his mind.
"I don't know what kind of world this is..." After the two of them walked in silence for a few minutes, Mo Wuji muttered to himself.
"Your Majesty, what did you say just now?" Yan'er asked quickly, not understanding what Mo Wuji said.
Mo Wuji shook his head, "Yan'er, don't call me Wang Shang from now on, just call me by my name."
If you want to live with Yan'er from now on, you still have to explain.
"Master, are you feeling well?" Yan'er, who was holding a bamboo basket, grabbed Mo Wuji's hand in surprise and asked. The tears rolling in her eyes and the white but trembling fingers told Mo Wuji that at this moment she
How excited is it?
Mo Wuji hesitated for a moment, then smiled and said, "Maybe it's not thorough yet, and I've forgotten many things. But I won't have the same dreams that only idiots have before."
Mo Wuji was afraid that he would be exposed, so he simply said that he hadn't done everything thoroughly yet.
"Then..." Yan'er's voice trembled, as if she wanted to say something, but she didn't dare to say it.
Mo Wuji naturally knew what Yan'er meant. She wanted to ask him if he wanted to come and play this children's game tomorrow, but she was afraid that once she mentioned going to court, he would relapse again.
Patting the back of Yan'er's hand, Mo Wuji smiled and said, "Your Majesty, I've already done this, but I don't think it's interesting. I won't come tomorrow. Let's think about how to survive tomorrow."
Yan'er suddenly dropped the bamboo basket in his hand and knelt on the ground with a plop, tears welling up in his eyes. Heshi kept mumbling to himself in the distance.
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