Yuan Ke in the fifteenth year of the Taiqing Dynasty, isn't he still pregnant with the prince? How could he call himself I?

Am I having a mistake in my memory? Or is my memory confused?

Even if my memory is confused, I don't have the memory of him calling Jun the emperor at this time.

According to another earthly world, at this time he was on his mission to Dazhao, and the following year Emperor Yan Wen died, and he ascended to the throne.

An emperor abandons military and political affairs and infiltrates the enemy country alone, which is a plot that only has rough words.

Yuan Ke is not that kind of person.

There is only one possibility, he is not Yuan Ke.

Thinking of this, I was so frightened that I wanted to break free of his hand. Unexpectedly, he sensed my intentions, but instead held it tighter, not allowing me to pull out.

I couldn't hide my panic, "Who are you?" ”

Hearing my question, he looked at me fixedly for a moment and smiled playfully, "Who am I?" ”

He touched his cheek, "Who am I?" ”

After speaking, he looked at me with a smile, "Take off this mask, and you will know who I am." ”

Who am I, where do I come from, and where am I going, these are the three ultimate questions about life, Taoists love to ask, Buddhists love to ask, but no one can say the answers.

Because no one knows the answer.

Why live, why live, why die, do I want or God?

Or the so-called fate.

I watched in horror as he slowly lifted a pale mask around his neck, not daring to blink for fear of missing something.

He unhurriedly unfolded, my throat was dry, my heart was beating wildly, and I was extremely tormented, and I couldn't wait to help him remove it immediately.

God, please hurry.

No, no, no, it should be Yuan Ke who asks you to take off the mask quickly and let me be sure that you are you.

He was so unhurried that he was simply torturing me.

I looked at him nervously, but he covered my eyes.

How can it!

He was about to brush his hand away, but he let go.

I looked up at the person in front of me, but took a step back in shock.

Xiao Yue!

He is Xiao Yue!

It couldn't be worse than that, no wonder he called himself me.

I just felt cold physically and mentally, my teeth were chattering, and I involuntarily retreated, "How can it be...... How could it be...... You're obviously Yuan Ke......"

He stepped forward and looked down at me deeply, "Who do you want me to be?" ”

I shook my head blankly and looked at the sky, as if in a dream, "Who you are is who you are, do I want you to be who you are?" ”

There was a slight mockery in his eyes, "It comes from the heart." ”

I looked at the face in amazement, shaking my head in disbelief, indescribably weird and surprised.

He grabbed me by the shoulders and wouldn't let me back down, "Tell me, what were you thinking the moment I took off my mask?" ”

What was I thinking?

I'm afraid, I'm afraid.

When I brought the mask, I was terrified, afraid that something I wouldn't want to see.

Sensing the horror in my eyes, his eyes were sharp, and he pointed to the crux of the matter, "Do you want to appear this way, or are you afraid of appearing this way?" ”

I shook my head bitterly, "I'm afraid." ”

He nodded, a faint smile on the corner of his mouth, "What you are afraid of is only what you imagine." ”

Seeing that I was puzzled, he covered my eyes again, and his voice was full of smiles and joy, "I'm Yuan Ke." ”

After saying that, I took my hand away, and my closed eyes slowly opened.

Yuan Ke?

The face in front of him was really Yuan Ke's face, with picturesque eyebrows and handsome beauty.

I was so surprised that I didn't know what to say for a moment.

He had a smile in his eyes, "But really?" ”

I couldn't figure it out, I was still shocked.

Yuan Ke sighed, "You're in a dream." I'm in your dreams, it's your imagination. ”

In a dream?

I was even more surprised.

He said to himself, "Acacia can lead people to dreams, and I am trapped in your dreams." ”

So, what I thought was reality was just a dream?

What I thought was another 3,000 world actually existed.

Touching my eyebrows, I said in fear, "Impossible, impossible...... The world is really ......"

If the world is fake, then why am I sixteen?

I was still thinking, Yuan Ke had already replied, "Because you want to go back to the beginning of sixteen, when everything was not bad." You want to change the past. ”

If he really was my imagination, then he could really guess what I wanted to ask, and I said what I wanted to say through his mouth.

So, it all makes sense.

Suddenly my heart ached and the world was spinning, and I said blankly, "So, are you my imagination?" ”

He looked at me deeply, "Fake is true when it's true." ”

It was like a slap in the face, and it made my mind even more cluttered.

"The real me...... Is it already dead? ”

A trace of pain appeared in his eyes, "Xiao Yue didn't let you die, so you appeared here." ”

What is true and what is false?

If this is false, it means that in reality, I have experienced all those pains, those blood.

Those...... Unbearable to remember.

What I dreamed of when I died when the begonia blossoms bloomed was just a dream within a dream.

The collapse hit me overwhelmingly, leaving me powerless to escape and unable to speak.

I wanted to shout to the heavens and question, but I was only choked.

All illusions are false.

It's all fake.

The south wind blows the moist fragrance of aquatic plants, the birds and cicadas chirp, the sound of selling is faint, the flowing water is murmuring, and the gentleman in front of him is like a pine.

It's all my imagination.

He is my imagination and can naturally feel my pain.

"How can I not think of you?"

I'm not sixteen years old, how can I see him?

It is not in line with the ceremony.

At this time, I should be eighteen years old, the concubine of the Jokhang King, who has been in the palace for three years, and has been loved by thousands of people.

Sixteen-year-old me was a mismatch for eighteen-year-old me.

Eighteen-year-old me desperately wanted to be sixteen-year-old me.

This body is divided, painful, and struggling.

Yuan Ke, who I imagined, replied, "If you don't want me, you won't see me." ”

I said, "It's so simple. I don't want you. ”

I don't want him, he'll disappear in his dreams.

Though...... I longed for his presence like that.

In reality, I am separated by thousands of mountains and rivers from him, and there is no end to this life, but in my dreams, he really can't be real.

This person has vivid eyebrows and eyes, and speaks freely, which is more vivid and fascinating than the Huaizhen in my memory.

Listen to me, the corners of his mouth rose into mockery, "The easiest thing is the hardest thing." ”

Yes, it's too hard for me to do.

Say it and I know I can't do it.

If he doesn't wake up from this dream, he won't go away.

"How do you wake up?"

There was a hint of surprise in his eyes, "Do you want to wake up?" ”

When he woke up, he was gone.

I have no face to see him, and I don't want to see him.

I nodded, "You're fake, I'm fake." Presumably, the real me is already dying. I don't want to live, what do I do in my dreams? ”

The dream can be fulfilled with imagination, but it is false after all.

He shook his head and said, "This dream was born because of you, but it was controlled by me. If you want to wake up, there is only one way. ”

"What?"

"Kill you."