Chapter 11: Not Mine

When Si Qing found me, I had already passed out in Concubine Li's courtyard.

What I saw in the illusion was what Concubine Li experienced.

Concubine Li's nightmare has weighed down on my heart, leaving me breathless.

I was awakened by a painful ache in my heart.

When I woke up, I was lying on a plain bed, and Si Qing was sitting on the edge of the bed looking at me.

As soon as I opened my eyes and saw that it was him, my nose suddenly soured and I felt very aggrieved.

The horrible things I had just experienced in my dreams had completely collapsed my psychological defenses.

"I'm distressed."

I pursed my lips and looked at him like a child, and my eyes soon filled with tears, even on my long eyelashes.

I twisted my head to the side, tears running down the corners of my eyes and into my hair, scratching my skin and tickling me.

My heart really hurts, like someone has ripped off a big piece.

What I just experienced is what Concubine Lifei experienced, she suffered so much, and the man she supported as a believer is now in the arms of others, how can this be?

I touched my heart, lay on my side on the bed, curled up, and I didn't even want to pay attention to Si Qing beside me.

Originally, he was the only one who could see me, but now I didn't want to approach him.

Or in other words, I don't want to approach a man anymore.

"Miss Piao, do you want to become a entity?"

"Huh?" I turned to look at him.

"You don't have a physical because you don't have people's feelings, but you can go and immerse yourself in other people's feelings, so I can help you have entities, are you willing?" Si Qing looked at me with his chin propped up.

"Absolutely! So do I want to have someone else's feelings? What about others? ”

Si Qing smiled.

"It's not about letting you have other people's feelings, but letting you experience other people's feelings and experience other people's happiness and suffering."

My heart tightened.

"You're not going to talk about Concubine Li, are you?"

He was noncommittal.

"I don't! I don't want to go through what Concubine Lifei has experienced! I don't want it! ”

Just as I was desperately refusing, I suddenly felt a clump in my chest, and a cloud of purple smoke came out of my mouth, and then coalesced into a purple ball that rested above my head.

"It seems that you have already felt Concubine Li's feelings."

Si Qing approached me and gently held my hand.

"You don't have a choice now, you have to go through Concubine Li's feelings, rest assured to sleep, I will guard you."

Then I looked at Si Qing's beautiful face, and before I could say no, the purple ball above my head suddenly burst open, scattering into fragments of purple light and enveloping me.

And so I fell asleep.

I hate Si Qing, at least that's what I think in my heart now.

Anyway, I really don't want to go into Concubine Li's dream again, I can see that Duan Xuan is by no means her lover.

He is the wound of her life, maybe this wound is deep in the bones, and there is no cure, so no matter how many twists and turns there are in the process, her end is always tragic, and the love he gives her is like a gorgeous brocade rewarded to her, which is superfluous.

......

I woke up in a dimly lit room again.

The tightness on my face made me subconsciously touch my face, and the skin full of furrows made me stunned, and I suddenly remembered the feeling of my head being caught in the fire and licking my face.

I smiled bitterly, it turned out that this face was ruined.

I struggled to stand up and staggered open the door, which was a small courtyard that had been dilapidated because no one had taken care of it for many years.

I walked to a deep well in the courtyard, struggled to shake a bucket of water, and then I looked at myself in the water.

It was Concubine Li's face, although the skin on her face was ruined, her eyes were still black and clean.

I gently touched the surface of the water with my hand, and immediately ripples.

The current Concubine Li's face is still ruined, and the current Concubine Li's eyes are still black, so.

Nothing has started yet.

......

Sure enough, just as I was looking at the water in the bucket in a daze, the gate of the small courtyard was gently pushed open, and the heavy sound characteristic of wood products crossed the ground, and a man in purple stood at the door.

It's Si Qing.

I have never seen him dressed in purple, and in my image he has always been white, like a fairy who cannot be blasphemed.

And now he looks like a fallen immortal, and the purple brocade clothes call his mysterious and bewitching.

I watched him approach me, and I could feel the scent of flowers in the corners of his clothes very keenly.

He leaned over to look at me crouching, then smiled and held out his hand to me.

Although this smile is alienated and disguised, in such a quiet place, such a sunset evening, such a hazy spring season, such an appropriate angle, I look up at him, like an abandoned child looking at the family who came to take her.

My heart was suffocated.

I was a little shy and quickly lowered my head, and when I looked at the water in the bucket, I was a little lonely.

This is Concubine Li's face, his hand is stretched out to Concubine Li, and his smile is also shown to Concubine Li, not me, not me.

I touched my face and muttered.

Why not me.