It was as if he was in a field of ice and snow, and his five swelling and six organs were frozen into ice, very cold, very cold, his whole body trembled uncontrollably, and his teeth chattered. Is this what it feels like to burn a body of flames? He thought in a daze, he had done all the bad things in his life, he had killed people like hemp, and he should have gone to hell to suffer after death, maybe he was in one of the eighteen layers of hell at this moment.

He wanted to open his eyes and look at this hell, but his eyelids weighed as much as a thousand pounds, and he couldn't open them. In a trance, a warm embrace hugged him tightly, and that kind of embrace seemed familiar, which made him feel extremely relieved, and just as he greedily absorbed the warmth in his arms, there was a tingling in his left shoulder.

He couldn't help but hiss□□ and suddenly opened his eyes. The dim flickering candlelight, the broken and peeling rammed earth, the broken roof with several holes, the starlight penetrating through the leaks, and the chirping of frogs and insects outside the house...... He was stunned for a while, there was no terrible and bloody purgatory, there was no hideous-looking torturer, hell was like this?

He was still stunned, but what surprised him even more was the soft call in his ear, "Jinyun...... Jinyun ......"

He opened his eyes wide, looking at the once familiar pretty face close at hand, her eyes were half concerned and half frightened, and her warm and soft plain hands were caressing his face, "Jinyun, how are you?" Does it still hurt? ”

He looked at her in disbelief, "Cherish the moon......?" ”

He moved his neck and found himself lying naked/naked on a haystack, while the woman in his arms was just as naked/naked as he was, with only a thin shirt covering them, and she used her body to warm him.

His look of surprise made the woman's face red, and she quickly broke free from his embrace, turned around, and put on the clothes that were hanging by the brazier.

Her delicate skin glowed with a faint soft light in the candlelight, as if she had been coated with a thin layer of pale golden powder, and her back had extremely graceful lines...... He looked at her back in amazement, the scene was so familiar, he could almost guess the next scene.

Sure enough, she hurriedly dressed herself, turned around to hold his stiff hand, and asked with concern, "Jinyun, are you better?" Then, as he had known for a long time, a tear slipped from the corner of her eye, and she choked up and asked him, "Jinyun, are you still in pain?" ”

It was so shocked that his mind went blank, he reached out blankly, and stroked her cheek, the tentacles were cold and slippery, and the tears were real, so the qiē in front of him...... He still couldn't believe it, his mouth was open, but he couldn't say anything.

She put an extra garment over him, and moved the brazier closer, "Then you can sleep again." ”

Shocked, he didn't want to sleep at all, but he couldn't resist the exhaustion all over his body, his eyelids pressed down heavily, he closed his eyes again in a daze, maybe if he opened his eyes again, all illusions would disappear, and he would be in hell...... Thinking so, he fell asleep peacefully.

However, when he opened his eyes again, as far as he could see, it was still the dilapidated and shabby room, as he remembered, he was fully dressed, and Xiyue was tinkering with an iron pot hanging from a brazier, and the pot was steaming. Seeing that he was awake, she hurriedly scooped a bowl of hot soup over.

A corner of the old clay bowl was missing, and a few slices of ginger floated in the steaming heat, as well as yellow, yellow and white egg flowers. She helped him sit up, and said: "Ginger was planted behind the house, and I took out some bird eggs from the tree, and I don't know what kind of bird's eggs it is, it's okay to eat, you have a cold, and you still have a little fever, just drink some ginger soup to drive away the cold, but unfortunately there is no salt......

She was still talking, but Yan Xu couldn't hear clearly, and her brain was buzzing and messing around. It was so unbelievable that he couldn't believe the qiē in front of him, but this qiē was so real. Whether he believes it or not, he is lying in the mountains and forests on the outskirts of Wei Guoyu City at the moment, in the house where the hunter temporarily lives. The arrow wound on his left shoulder was exactly what he was suffering from when he was lightly attacked by the comfort of disguised as the prince of Wei. When he fell into the river and almost died, it was Xiyue who did not hesitate to block the fatal blow of comfort for him.

Heaven seemed to have played a joke on him, and when he was cornered and jumped into the abyss, it did not let him burn to ashes, but let him go back to the past. He didn't know why this was the case, he knew that he was by no means a good person, he was ruthless, he had done all the bad things, and he should have fallen into hell after death, and he would never be reborn, but God treated him so favorably that he returned to the turning point of fate.

He remembered very well that in another half a month, his father King Rui would be secretly executed by the emperor, and by the time he rushed back to Yicheng, Yan Min had already ascended the throne. He didn't understand why Heaven would treat him so favorably as a man who had lost his conscience, but at this moment, he clearly knew that he was born again.

"Jinyun? What's wrong? Xiyue held the bowl and looked at him worriedly.

Yan Xu was stunned and looked down at her. With a familiar face and familiar eyes, she has not yet recovered her memory at this time, and she is still the cherished moon who loves herself wholeheartedly. However, it was the woman in front of him who made him fall into her gentle country step by step without knowing it.

He had no last resort, but he missed his heart and fell in love with a shadow he had created with his own hands, so that all his efforts were in vain, and in the end he was doomed.

She half-knelt in front of him, scooped a spoonful of soup and wanted to feed him, he pushed her away violently, and the hot soup splashed on her in an instant, she exclaimed, but she didn't care about the burns on her body, but asked, "Jinyun, what's wrong with you?" But the wound hurts? ”

He closed his eyes and gasped for air. He should hate her, it was she who ruined him, ruined his lifelong efforts, obviously only one step away, only one step away from him to get ten strategies, it was she who made him inadvertently empathize with him, and his feet were so deep that Gu Xiyue, who was a sacrifice, was useless.

She made him lose badly, he really should hate her, even if he killed her, it would not be enough to relieve the hatred in his heart. He obviously hated her, he wanted to drag her into hell with him, but why did he give her the antidote to thousands of mountains and rivers instead? obviously hated her so much, why couldn't he hate her when he heard her shouting his name one by one?

When he opened his eyes, she was half-kneeling beside him, her eyes glistening with tears, frightened and overwhelmed, "Jinyun...... Jinyun ...... What happened to you? ”

The hatred he had finally filled up vanished in an instant, he reached out and touched her face, rubbed it carefully, felt the truth of this moment, and gently called the long-lost name, "Cherish the moon...... Cherish the moon ......"

She trembled slightly, tears fell uncontrollably, he couldn't help it anymore, his hand wrapped around the back of her head, and took her into his arms.

He hugged her so tightly that she could barely breathe, and she exclaimed, "Jinyun, your wound ......."

The wound, which had just stopped bleeding, opened open again and was oozing blood. She carefully pushed him away, tore off a section of her skirt and re-bandaged him, and said angrily: "Look at you, this wound finally stopped bleeding, and it moved again, the blood you shed last night was almost red in the river, and you soaked in the river for a long time, in case the wound is inflamed, what is it good for?" ”

He put his hand on the back of her head, touching his forehead, "Cherish the moon...... It's me who is bad, and I don't blame you. My failure is my own fault, and it has nothing to do with others, let alone you. ”

Only a coward would blame others for his faults. He is a dignified seven-foot man, standing up to the sky, and he will not blame a woman for the success or failure of his life.

What's more, before he jumped into the abyss, he had thoroughly comprehended the true meaning of the "Ten Directions". The so-called ten directions, heaven, earth, east, south, west, north, life, death, past, future, the reason why Emperor Fuxi named the place where his power was sealed was Shifang, in fact, he wanted to tell the world that real power is everywhere, and the real power does not come from the ten directions, but from himself. Emperor Fuxi wanted the world to understand that instead of wasting time looking for ten strategies, it was better to rely on his own efforts and use his own strength to change his fate.

At that time, he thought that he had realized it too late, but he did not expect that God would give him a chance. Relive again, his ambition has not changed, in this world, he is still extremely desired, he is still the ambitious and unscrupulous Yan Xu. The difference is that in this life, he no longer needs ten strategies, he has to rely on his own strength and his own hands to turn the clouds and rain and turn things around.

At this moment, he suddenly realized that perhaps it was because of his epiphany that God would have mercy on him and allow him to be reborn when there was still time to redeem him. His heart was agitated for a moment, and he pressed hard against her forehead, and they could hear each other's breath.

Xiyue didn't understand why he said these words, maybe it was because the blow last night was too big, and the pride was like he couldn't bear it for a while, she caressed his face with pity, and comforted him silently in her own way.

The place where the hot soup had just been scalded was faintly painful at this time, she couldn't help but take a breath of cold air, he was startled, and hurriedly let go of his hand, "Xiyue, where is the burn?" Does it hurt? ”

She shook her head abruptly, "It's okay, it doesn't hurt." She scooped up a bowl of soup again and handed it to him, "You've slept for a day and a night, drink it while it's hot." ”

He took the soup and took a sip slowly, the ginger egg soup without salt was a little spicy, and a little fishy, still the taste in his memory. He lowered his head, his eyes were full of mist, maybe at this time in his last life, he had unknowingly fallen into the net she unintentionally cast because of this bowl of soup.

She nervously asked him, "What's wrong, it's hot?" Drink slowly. ”

He shook his head, "Xiyue, you drink too, I have something to say to you in a while." ”

He remembered that in the previous life, she was taken away by An Yi not long after they walked out of this house, he didn't know how she recovered her memory, he only remembered that when he saw her again, the Xiyue who loved him deeply was gone, replaced by Ye Xuan, who was full of hatred for him.

He can reverse his own fate, but he is not sure if he can reverse the fate of others, if God destined his cherished moon to disappear sooner or later, he hoped that before she disappeared, he would tell her in person that he had inflicted on her, and he would not repeat the scene in the previous life when she stabbed him with a dagger.

He hasn't changed, he is still the ambitious Yan Xu, reliving a life, his ambition is stronger and bigger than the previous life, he clearly knows what he thinks at this moment, he wants the country, he wants the beauty.