Yun Yao lay on the couch, looking at the familiar curtain in a daze.

She didn't know what it meant, whether it meant that what she was experiencing was a dream, or if she was laughing at her own inadequacy, and it all started up. The familiar room, the familiar tassels, and even the pot of flowers on the windowsill are exactly the same. Oh, Jinyang.

The maid didn't feel strange when she saw that she didn't say a word, and came in with a basin of water, wiped her face and rinsed her mouth, and made a "chew" gesture with a willow branch by the way. Yun Yao did so indifferently, glancing at the back of her hand out of the corner of her eye, and was suddenly stunned.

A faint tortoiseshell pattern spreads on the back of his hand, and the color is bright. Red, like a totem.

She rubbed it repeatedly in the water, but it didn't come off, obviously growing in her own body.

As if she didn't see the lines on her hands, the maid calmly took away the basin, and she even wondered if the lines on the back of her hands were her own delusions. After hesitating for a moment, she finally stopped the maid: "Sister, wait a minute. ”

The maid paused, turned around, and patiently taught: "You can't call me 'sister', the eldest lady is your sister." ”

The exact same dialogue, the exact same familiar scene, what is the difference?

Yun Yao searched hard in her memory, handed the back of her hand to the maid, and asked innocently, "What is this?" ”

The maid glanced at the back of her hand, "Oh", and said, "Haven't you always liked to write and draw?" ”

Oh, it turns out that "she" has always liked to write and draw.

Therefore, the maid thinks that this is "she" scribbling on the back of her hand with paint.

That's right, "she" is a natural idiot?

Yun Yao took care of herself and found a reason for herself, and suddenly felt ridiculous again. The maid left with the copper basin in her arms, and she walked around the room several times, not thinking of what to do with herself. Has she returned to her beginnings, or has she gone to a new world?

What's the difference?

Naturally, there is.

King of Lanling.

The words he said to himself before he left vaguely revealed something, which made her feel both frightened and faintly hopeful.

In the end, the piece of silk he left behind was a kind of silk that had been passed down in the Chu State for hundreds of years...... Well, it can barely be called witchcraft, anyway, you can do witchcraft or magic or something, in short, it's a kind of thing that breaks through the limit, and it has a lot in common with the method she practiced.

That is, after reading the silk, there were many things that I didn't understand, and all of them suddenly became clear.

She felt a little joy in her heart, but more fear in her heart.

Because of those two prophetic dreams, and because of the strange scene she saw in the blood mist that day.

Northern Qi, Yedu, King Lanling, eternal fate and fetters are connected by a clue. She had already guessed that the last threshold she was about to cross was here.

If you cross it, you will have completed your merits.

If you can't cross it, you ......

She didn't know the outcome.

Yun Yao buried her head in the palm of her hand, and once again felt her powerlessness.

A moment later, the maid had just gone and returned, but this time she had come to bring her food. Zheng Erniang has been ignorant since she was a child, and she needs a maid to serve her even when she eats. She was powerless to defend anything, and obediently waited for the maid to finish feeding her, and then put her head in her knees again, thinking bitterly about the future.

No matter what happened in the past, she had come this far, so she had to keep going.

No matter what the outcome of the future is, what her fate is, she will always give it a try.

If you don't try it, how can you know?

She let out a long breath, broke free from her half-pitiful state, lay down on the bed and relaxed her hands and feet, and after a moment entered a mysterious state in the west. She "saw" the sparkling light of the stars around her, moving slowly, like the stars in the night sky.

These are the people, travelers, and defenders of Jinyang City.

She didn't stay in Jinyang City for too long, and her faint but vast consciousness gradually spread, spreading over the vast land. She could see the sun in the stars almost at a glance, dazzling and dazzling among a group of ordinary stars. He was whispering something in front of the two dim stars, when he suddenly raised his head and glanced at her.

He could feel where she was, and he could feel her prying gaze.

The tacit understanding cultivated over hundreds of years has made the two of them feel where each other is without more words. He glanced quickly to this side, then quickly lowered his head again, not knowing what he was saying. They were so far away that even if she could see him, she couldn't hear him.

At that moment, she actually wanted to go over and have a look.

With the blazing sun as the positioning, her soul body could completely teleport over.

But she held back. Now is not the right time. She knew that he was the undefeated god of war in the Northern Qi army, and he was the king of Lanling County who guarded the four northern counties.

It is not appropriate to interrupt him rashly at a military meeting.

Yun Yao slowly opened her eyes, sat up from the couch, and continued her daily routine as a stupid girl: in a daze.

To be precise, she was thinking about the future of the two of them, and the sense of crisis that seemed close at hand, but could never be touched.

Yun Yao thought seriously for a long time, and almost went through all the methods she could think of in her head, but except for the words "soldiers will block, water will cover the earth", she couldn't think of a better way at all. She can't do divination...... Hmm, divination?

She looked down at the back of her hand, the bright red lines glowing faintly in the daylight, bewitching and treacherous.

Although it may seem like an ominous omen, it is still undeniable that it was once a tortoiseshell that "could tell the future".

She decided to give it a try.

Yun Yao carefully locked the door, sneezed twice in the curtain full of musk and safflower, rubbed the tip of her reddish nose, and lay down on the couch. She tried to make herself feel the presence of the tortoise shell, covering the back of her hand in a cloudy layer, and then holding it with her backhand...... Hold...... She pursed her lips slightly, realizing that her fingertips were slightly hot, and a subtle sensation of a rundown slid across the back of her hand, warm and instructive.

She closed her eyes, quietly experienced the feeling, and unconsciously fell asleep.

She began to dream again, and it was still a fire in the sky, like a light veil, and there were shadows in the dream. She struggled to suppress the displeasure of tearing, slowly lifting the veil, trying to see every scene in front of her. She knew very well that she was dreaming, and that it was a sign of the future. Now, she's trying to control the dream.

The dream became clearer and clearer, and every scene was vivid.

She vaguely felt the struggle, but she was unwilling to give up. It's just the last little bit left. She struggled to look at the scene in her dream, the palace, the fire, the faint smoke rising into the sky, and the uncontrollable roar: Do you know what you're doing?

She couldn't see who was speaking, she couldn't hear the person's voice, but she could feel someone talking.

And she heard someone answer, "Of course she knows."

The dream fell silent for a moment, and a man in a bronze mask emerged from the fog, his eyes as sharp as knives, and small wounds on his fingertips. She heard him say: The day when the Yuwen clan rode into Ye City, can you imagine today?

His expression was faint, as if there was some mockery.

The man across from him seemed to be a general, but he had a full beard. She heard the man accuse, "Do you want to betray Daqi?"

She heard him laugh again: Naturally, never.

The faint smoke cleared, and she woke up from her dream, cold sweat soaking her undershirt.

Northern Qi, Northern Zhou, Yuwen's, the palace was full of fire.

She vaguely guessed what he was going to do, but she was even more incredulous.

How could he be a man like him......

Perhaps, maybe it was the experience of these years that sharpened him even more.

Yun Yao thought about it in a mess, recalling the scene in the dream, and only felt a splitting headache. She took a deep breath and spit it out again, these musk, safflower, messy spices, it was really ...... Her stepmom is such a trouble!

She rubbed her eyebrows, jumped off the couch, and ran to the front hall to find her father.

That stepmother should have done a real thing.

She had already done the same thing once, and this time she was naturally familiar with it. The stepmother got out of the house smoothly, and the second lady's "madness" slowly improved. The only difference is that she is only fourteen years old now, more than a full year earlier than the last one.

Yun Yao dealt with the affairs around her in an orderly manner, stepmother, eldest sister, father, grandmother. Compared to the haste and overwhelm of the last time, this time she became much more comfortable, not only calmly solving her difficult situation, but also making everyone think that this madness was really "slowly getting better", after her stepmother stopped taking medication.

Everything went smoothly, except for a small mistake.

King Lanling did not come to Jinyang.

The difference between this life and the previous life is not only one her, but also a reborn Lanling King. Compared with the forbearance and overwhelm of the previous life, the King of Lanling in this life is much more comfortable. It took him only five years to push the border of Northern Qi two hundred miles north, squeezing the Turks out of the steppe; As for the rumors and slanders of the so-called Heavenly Evil Lone Star, as far as he is concerned, it is just a breeze.

This was mentioned to Yun Yao with a smile when he secretly went to see him in the middle of the night.

She hesitantly mentioned the dream: Northern Qi, Northern Zhou, Yuwen's family, the sky-high fire of the palace.

He was stunned for a moment, then smiled and rubbed her head, and reassured: It's okay, sooner or later it will come one day.

When King Lanling said this, there was a faint hatred in his inky black pupils, as if it was unfathomable darkness. She pillowed on his palm and gently rubbed her cheek against his fingertips, not hiding her worry.

He said it was a gift from heaven.

He also said that this day would come sooner or later.

Even if it was blunt, she could guess what Gao Su meant. This is a knot in his heart, a regret that he can't let go of no matter how many lifetimes have passed. Now that they're back here, he's naturally — naturally going to make up for it.

She took his hand, intertwined her fingers with him, and whispered, "I'll help you." ”

King Lanling lowered his head and gently stroked her ears: "A-Yao, let me do it alone." This is my long-cherished wish. ”

A long-cherished wish that I can't let go of for a long time, I just want to grow up. Guns, tearing through those long-cherished wishes of the deep twilight.

She nodded and said yes.