"Sikong Jingyun, do you understand what I'm talking about now?" Su Muyue looked at Sikong Jingyun and said word by word: "Here, it's not the first dream, but the capital ten years ago. ”

"Ten years ago I was eight years old. After Sikong Jingyun finished speaking, he remembered that he saw the appearance of the little prince, and couldn't help but say helplessly: "Indeed, the queen mother died in that year, but ...... Didn't you originally say that this was the queen's last dream?"

"Originally, we should have entered Empress Xian's dream when we fell from the top of the clouds, but we ......" Su Muyue closed her eyes and said slowly: "Do you remember when you fell to the top of the clouds, you once asked me, it turns out that there is such a long passage at the entrance of the dream realm?"

"Asked......" Sikong Jingyun nodded, and said a little helplessly: "I remember that if you enter another dream from one dream, it is simply a blink of an eye, as long as you break the previous dream, you will naturally enter the next dream, but who would have thought that you would have to fall from the top of the clouds?"

"That's the problem. Su Muyue took a deep breath and said lightly: "I told you before that Empress Xian's dream may not be an ordinary dream at all, or that the Emperor at the end of the year discovered the entrance that could return to the past, and then disguised it as a dream, maybe he originally intended to let the dream thief take this dream somewhere, but he didn't expect it to fall into the body of the Tan family's concubine." ”

"Now these are all your speculations, think about it clearly, if we are now ten years ago, then what happened to what they said three years ago?" Sikong Jingyun really couldn't accept such a situation, so he could only retort: "And why did we forget everything after we went back? I didn't feel any familiarity when I saw you for the first time, didn't I?"

"What you say makes sense, but let me ask you, have you seen your master's true face?" Su Muyue nodded and asked rhetorically, "Or, how long will your master teach you the art of dreaming?"

"Of course I haven't seen it!" Sikong Jingyun frowned, and said a little helplessly: "Every time, he teaches me in a dream, and he is a ...... wearing a mask."

When Sikong Jingyun said this, he subconsciously touched his mask and looked at Su Muyue in disbelief.

"This mask of yours was probably conjured by you unintentionally, so you also think that it is just a coincidence that it is the same as your master's, right?" Su Muyue knocked on the table, looked at Sikong Jingyun and asked, "How often will your master appear." ”

"Three years, about half a month each time. Sikong Jingyun explained, almost instinctively, "Maybe there is some coincidence in this?"

"Coincidentally, even the time when you appeared was the same as the time when your master appeared?" Su Muyue raised her eyebrows, took a deep breath and said, "Jingyun, in fact, you have also noticed that we do seem to be going back to ten years ago through Empress Xian's last dream every three years to correct some things for some reason. ”

"Let's go back to ten years ago, how to explain the events of those three years?" Sikong Jingyun didn't want to believe that he had returned to the past in the form of himself ten years later, and shook his head and said, "We can't show up every three years, right?"

"They said we came here three years ago, do you remember what happened to you three years ago?" Su Muyue is actually confused now, but she is used to analyzing, peeling back the cocoon from all kinds of possibilities, and discovering the most valuable clues.

"If it was 10 years ago, I would have been eight years old, and three years ago I would have been five. Sikong Jingyun closed his eyes, pondered carefully, and muttered, "When I was five years old, I used to ...... He once accidentally fell into the water and contracted the plague. ”

"Maybe someone assassinated. Su Muyue immediately said: "Because according to the identity of the crown prince, how can he suddenly fall into the water for no reason, even if it is caused by the wind chill, how can he be infected with the plague in this palace?"

"At that time, my father killed a lot of people, but it still couldn't change the fact that I had been infected with the plague, and then the queen mother invited two masters to cure me. Sikong Jingyun said, his brows tightened more and more, and he said in a deep voice: "One of them has become my master." ”

"Do you remember your master's appearance or name?" Of course, Su Muyue knew that the two masters that Sikong Jingyun said might be themselves, but the strangest thing about her was why Sikong Jingyun had no memory of themselves in his impression.

"Naturally, I don't remember. Sikong Jingyun shook his head and said, "Actually, for so many years, I have always wondered if my so-called master was imagined by myself, because every time I think about it, I don't know anything else except for the appearance of this mask. ”

"Maybe every time you leave, in order to avoid confusion in your own memory, you specially erase the memory of your teaching the little prince. Su Muyue speculated: "It is precisely because of this that there are no such things in our memories at all." ”

"Did we erase our own memories by ourselves?" Sikong Jingyun was stunned for a moment, then frowned and said, "What about you? You haven't returned to Beijing yet, do you still want to appear in Linxian and erase your memories for yourself?"

"Jingyun, can you tell whether you are dreaming or the real world?" Su Muyue couldn't help but smile when she heard Sikong Jingyun say this: "It's like three years ago, I clearly remember that two masters cured the plague, that's because I heard about it, but I don't know who the person who cured the plague is." ”

"So you mean, you actually went to Linxian back then and erased your memory. Sikong Jingyun was a little puzzled and said, "Why do you think we should erase our memories?

"If the prince is like you and finds out that his master is actually himself, do you think you can accept it?" Su Muyue raised her eyes and looked at Sikong Jingyun and said, "This is the rule, we can return here with the help of dreams." ”

"Okay, even if this is the rule, then why do we want to come back here?" Sikong Jingyun asked a little depressed, "Could it be that we will have to come back here like this every three years in the future?"

"Maybe there's something we need to do, because we haven't done it, so we have to do it once every three years. Su Muyue speculated: "Or rather, the entrance that connects the dream with the past only opens once every three years. ”

"Now you're right. Sikong Jingyun nodded, agreeing with Su Muyue's words, but still asked suspiciously: "Three years ago, I was five years old, we came back, now I am eight years old, we have come back, that is, when three years later, I am eleven years old, will we come back?"

"It's understandable that you calculate it like this, but didn't you find that all the rules are ten years?" Su Muyue looked at Sikong Jingyun and said: "Putting aside the three years, we came here before, and we always extrapolated ten years forward, that is to say, every time we appeared, it happened to be a node of ten years." ”

"But didn't my mother say that you showed up when my aunt died?" Sikong Jingyun said with a look of disbelief: "How old were you when my aunt passed away?"

"Your mother also said that our appearance has not changed. Su Muyue sighed and said, "So this is what I can't understand." ”

"Extrapolating to this, my aunt's death was probably ...... Six years ago?" Sikong Jingyun said with a look of disbelief, "You may have just been born at that time, right?"

"yes, that's why I'm wondering about it. Su Muyue pinched her eyebrows and said helplessly: "I don't know what happened at all." ”

"Su Muyue, ...... like this" Sikong Jingyun raised his hands, interrupted Su Muyue's thinking, and said after thinking about it: "Let's not think about the time node first, let's think about it now, why do the two of us come back at the same time?"

"The two of us?" Su Muyue was stunned for a moment, and then asked, "How do you say this?"

"Actually, according to our understanding, the relationship between you and Uncle Huang is naturally very close, and Uncle Huang has Mr. Shi by his side, and Mr. Shi's mother is actually a dream thief, so Mr. Shi should also know a lot, even if he needs to do something, why do you have to choose you and me?" Sikong Jingyun pointed at himself and said with a look of disbelief: "Could it be that I am more handsome than Uncle Huang?"

"I don't mind crippling you a little. Su Muyue rolled her eyes, not wanting to deal with Sikong Jingyun, but still seriously thinking about what Sikong Jingyun said.

Indeed, if it is said that it is necessary to choose who will come back, then why does it have to be himself and Sikong Jingyun?

But when you take your dreams, why do you come back by yourself?

"One more point. As if thinking of something, Sikong Jingyun looked at Su Muyue and asked, "You wear a veil every time you come, how can the queen mother be sure that you are the same Miss Su?"

"This can't be, right?" Su Muyue said with some hesitation: "Let's not talk about whether it's my mother or not, then we didn't change at all three years ago and now, do you think it's possible?

"Okay, then let's think so......" Sikong Jingyun pointed at Su Muyue and said: "It was your mother who took away your aunt's dream back then, you and your mother are generally similar in eyebrows and eyes, so it is normal for the queen mother to admit her mistakes, you are sixteen years old this year, you were thirteen years old three years ago, except for the difference in size, do you think the queen mother can remember a person you met three years ago so clearly?"

"If you say so, my mother is also a dream thief. When Su Muyue said this, she couldn't help but say a little strangely: "In fact, according to the rules of the Dream Thief, every Dream Thief must have a Dharma protector by his side, so who is my mother's Dharma Protector?"