--

-->

There should be no too many spoilers, no gossip, and read and cherish it!

It is said that Xiao Yunjin's body floated lightly, more precisely, it is nothing, there is no mass, or that mass can be ignored in physics, under the support of black and white impermanence, flying towards a huge ancient mirror in front of him. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

"Oh my god!"

Seeing that he was about to collide hard, Xiao Yunjin's heart flickered for a while, and he almost screamed, and quickly closed his eyes.

However, the story of the head breaking and bleeding did not happen, and the flickering in the heart was not the flickering in the heart, but the flickering of the body, flickering once or twice.

After blinking an eye, the flickering was over, and MH370, which had been missing for many days, landed smoothly and steadily.

"Xiao Guiren, Xiao Guiren, wake up!"

The sound seemed to come from another time and space, but it was familiar.

"Ah, Xiao Guiren's eyes moved, and his mouth moved!"

A cheer!

Xiao Yunjin's mind suddenly flashed with light-

From far to near, from far to near, Xiao Yunjin's heart suddenly chuckled, and began to beat, from extremely slow to slow, from slow to fast, from fast to fast, from fast to wild, like ten thousand horses galloping the earth.

"Ahh

Finally, Xiao Yunjin opened his eyelids little by little, so comfortably tired, so pleasantly sour, how could he sleep so heartily this big night.

In front of me was a woman in her twenties, slightly fat, standing with a smile on her face, looking at her with concern in her eyes.

"This, in, is, where, son, what?"

Xiao Yunjin was still confused, opened his mouth, and moved, but his tongue was like rust, and he flipped for a long time before he burst out word by word, hoarse, difficult, and unpleasant.

"This is the Queen Mother's Tianxiang Palace, don't you remember Xiao Guiren?"

The slightly fat woman said slowly, slowly helped Xiao Yunjin up, leaned on a big soft pillow, then turned around, picked up a cup of tea from the small table, pasted the wall of the cup with the palm of her hand, tried hot and cold, the water temperature was just right, held it with both hands, and handed it over.

Xiao Yunjin took it with his hands that were still a little weak and drank it all.

The enticing aroma of the water flows through the dry desert throat, with an indescribable lusciousness.

This kind of taste can only be tasted by those who have been really hungry and thirsty for a while, at least for three or four days.

I can't wait to swallow the teacup whole, chew it, and suck up the last bit of water!

"What's your name? Give me another cup. ”

The desert was moistened, and there was spring light, Xiao Yunjin's throat felt much better, and with a smile, he handed the teacup to the slightly fat woman in front of him.

"Giggles, Xiao Guiren is really a noble person who forgets things, don't you really remember me as a slave?"

The woman spoke, still smiling and groaning, serving carefully.

Xiao Yunjin shook his head gently.

"Yes, it's been too long, no wonder Xiao Guiren can't remember the slave!"

Looking at Xiao Yunjin's pitiful appearance, the woman's eyes turned red, turned around, and secretly wiped away her tears.

"It's a fan!"

Xiao Yunjin looked at this familiar back, the floodgates of memory opened, his body shook, the teacup in his hand slipped from his hand, rolled on the brocade quilt, and fell to the ground.

"Smack-"

There was a crunch.

"Ah, what's wrong with you, nobleman, where are you uncomfortable?"

The crunch of the teacup startled the woman to turn around sharply, wiping her eyes with her hands as she squatted down to pick up the broken pieces of porcelain.

"The rain has stopped?"

Xiao Yunjin turned out of the window casually, and a warm and moist air blew on his face through the curtains, warm.

"Well, the rain has stopped, this is the first rain of this spring."

The woman was busy with the work in her hands, bowed her head, and answered casually.

At this moment, in this situation, Xiao Yunjin felt that his cheeks were a little itchy, a little hot, and when he scratched it with his hand, it was two lines of tears, flowing silently.

"Spring rain is as expensive as oil!"

As she spoke, she reached out and pushed open the west window near the brocade couch, poked her head out, and secretly wiped away her tears with a handkerchief.

She knew that she was no longer the same Xiao Yunjin as she used to be, and she secretly warned herself in her heart not to trust anyone, even the old ones.

It was the hour of sunset, and the dazzling light made my eyes hurt.

Xiao Yunjin avoided turning around, closed his eyes, and adjusted for a while.

She squinted again and poked her head out the window.

Everything is the same, but it's a lifetime away.

The huge and majestic imperial city, reflected in the blue sky and white clouds, the palace walls with vermilion lacquer and gold tiles, and the palace people with fragrant clothes and sideburns.

"Oops!"

Suddenly, there was an exclamation from behind him.