88 Chapter 88
Chapter 88
The two of them were the same person, and she knew too well the place of her father in her heart.
Just as to her, her father is extremely important, and in her heart, her father is also more important than Taishan.
Father is a family, but it is also a country.
Father is a family and a country, and it is the existence of all the happiness she has had in less than fifteen years.
As Hu Hai said, everything about her comes from her father.
Father is here, she is the most noble princess of Daqin, and when Father is not there, she is a mud that can be trampled on, so that death is a relief for her.
The death of her father took away all her happiness, and her life came to an abrupt end the moment her father closed his eyes, and then she had only one belief, that is, to carry out her father's will, even at the cost of her own life.
It's a pity that even though she was willing to exchange her life for her life, she still couldn't prevent Hu Hai's ascension to the throne and the disintegration of Great Qin, which was built by her father, was destined to fall apart with the death of her father.
The princess was martyred, and the country was martyred by the emperor.
Princess Hehua completely lost her home and country and disappeared into the long river of history.
The princess died, but she survived, and the memories of just fifteen years supported her to survive more than 2,000 years, she persevered in endless torture, little by little to find her name and identity, and piece together her body little by little, and then in the long years, looking for her father and home.
And now, she is going to take her to her father and take them home.
The fog does not react in any way.
It seemed to not understand what Hehua was saying, and hovered lonely over the coffin where the corpse had been placed, out of place with the empty tomb, but it fit incomparably, as if it were the way it was, it had come to this place a long time ago, but it was only delayed by other things, so it was only more than two thousand years late.
"It doesn't understand you."
The fog was motionless, and Zhang Han stepped forward, "It doesn't even have its own consciousness now, it has no five senses, it can't hear your voice, and it can't see your existence, it just came here by instinct." β
"Maybe it doesn't even know why it's here."
Zhang Han looked at the mist quietly, and his voice was low for a moment.
Hehua slowly stretched out his hand, "It knows, it definitely knows." β
"This is the burial place of its beloved daughter, how could it not know?"
Spread your fingers out and reach out for the mist.
The mist was unconsciousnessed, and as soon as her hand touched it, it began to dissipate, far weaker than she had imagined.
Hehua pursed her lower lip.
- It was so weak that it didn't even have the slightest consciousness, but it instinctively came to this place, the place where its daughter's bones were buried, where it was better to die than to break the bones and scatter ashes.
It doesn't have any consciousness, it's just instinct.
It didn't even know why it was coming, it had just formed a cloud of fog, it came here uncontrollably, and then it was extremely angry here for something that it had no senses or feelings.
It doesn't know why it's angry, it's just coming here, and it has a hatred that goes deep into its bones.
It wished to destroy everything around it, and wished to bury everything here with her, and in fact it did, and when it was difficult to maintain the fog, everything around it was affected by it, the lights were dim, the tables and chairs were shivering, and the flowers that had just been taken off the ground lost their moisture in an instant, crumpled and shrunk into bottles.
The wrath of the emperor is thousands of miles away.
Hehua sighed softly.
"I know why you're angry."
Hehua said softly, "But now is not the time to be angry, you need to replenish your energy, you have to follow me, otherwise the form you have gathered with great difficulty will disappear." β
The more Wang Li listened, the more confused he became, "What are you talking about?" β
"What anger? What is gone? β
Wang Li looked at Hehua's fingertips strangely, there was nothing there, but she stretched out her hand, as if waiting for someone to hold her hand.
β......β
I'm afraid that if it's not evil, he knows that this place is very evil!
"Little girl, a flower in your hand."
Wang Li immediately took out a flower from the vase and stuffed it into Hehua's hand.
However, as soon as he was thrust into her hand, he suddenly found that the flowers that were still in full bloom when he took them were all withered and curled up, as if they had been sucked dry by something.
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"Zhang Han, what's going on?!"
Wang Li's voice instantly raised.
Almost a reflex-like action, Wang Li reached out to get Hehua back, blocked behind him, and asked Zhang Han like a cannon, "Is this haunted here?!" β
Zhang Han raised his eyebrows, didn't answer Wang Li's words, just looked up and down at the mist with obvious anger.
Meng Yi raised his hand to adjust the lenses of his glasses, and a clearer analysis diagram appeared on the lenses.
This fog can't be called fog, it is more appropriate to call it chaos, although the energy is weak and chaotic, it is not at all Professor He's traceable form.
This should be a primitive.
A chaos that has not yet possessed its own consciousness but has been summoned here by some ability.
β...... Mr. Wang, don't get excited. β
In order to monitor the target, the sound of the backstage machine has always been turned on to the maximum, Sima Xin was stunned for a while by Wang Li's roar, and he slowed down for a while before answering his words, "This is definitely not a haunting, this is the new target monitored." β
"What's the new goal?"
Wang Li couldn't see anything, only saw everything around him tremble slightly, "You call this thing a new target?" β
"Aren't you guys studying robots? What do robots have to do with ghosts?! β
Sima Xin couldn't explain to Wang Li.
The introduction of Wang Li's monitor was an accident, the monitor was not specially developed for them, but to monitor the machine, but they accidentally found that it could detect Professor He's life characteristics, and in the follow-up research, it was found that this instrument was very compatible with Professor He, so they introduced the machine under the guise of studying robots to analyze and study Professor He.
Wang Li has been kept in the dark by them, in fact, this kind of thing really can't be told to Wang Li, if it weren't for the continuous alarm of the overloaded operation of the instrument that alarmed Wang Li, so that Wang Li accidentally participated in this matter again, otherwise they would never confide in Wang Li for the rest of their lives.
"It's not a ghost, it's a human."
At this terrifying juncture, she still remembered to protect herself behind her, Hehua's impression of Wang Li changed a lot, she couldn't hear the conversation between Sima Xin and Wang Li, she only heard Wang Li's gradually crazy voice, so she pulled the man's arm and patiently explained to him, "Maybe you will think outrageous, but it is indeed a person, a father who is looking for his daughter." β
Being dragged by the arm, Wang Li looked back at Hehua.
In the dim tomb with the lights flickering, the girl's eyes were still shining, as if a pearl was inlaid in it, shining brightly, making people amazing at a glance.
It's really familiar.
Especially these eyes, he seemed to have been watching them day and night for decades, and he could draw the outline of her eyes when he closed his eyes.
Wang Li's gaze fell on Hehua's eyes, "If it's a human being, a father looking for his daughter, then why can't I see it?" β
"Because he's Professor He's father."
He Hua said, "Do you think Professor He is human?" β
Wang Li was choked.
He was asked, of course he knew that Professor He was not an ordinary person, at least not a person like him, like a robot researched by his technology company, his senses were not sharp, there was a dull confusion, and what was even more suspicious was that she had a very low body temperature, often disappeared, and even her appearance would change, he had clearly seen the shocking scars on her face, but in the next moment, they all disappeared without a trace.
He should have been afraid, but for some reason, when the scars disappeared, and when she looked at him with a calm face, he only felt a deep sense of powerlessness, an unprecedented decadence that haunted his heart, and weighed him a little out of breath.
"She's human."
After a moment of silence, Wang Li slowly spoke, "Why isn't she human?" β
"She is a genius in the field of archaeology, Professor He, who enjoys a state allowance, and of course she is a human being."
Wang Li looked at Hehua's eyes, and there was an imperceptible tremor in the voice of the man who had always been flying and domineering.
Hehua was not surprised by Wang Li's answer, "If Professor He is a human, then Professor He's father must also be a human." β
"It's just that it doesn't have the same ability as Professor He now, so you can't see it."
Wang Li's eyelids jumped fiercely.
Hehua walked out from behind Wang Li and came back to a cloud of mist, "But in the near future, you will be able to see it." β
"It's not just you, there's Professor He, she's been looking for her father for too long, too longβ"
"This is the tomb of Princess Daqin."
Wang Li's eyes narrowed when he interrupted Hehua's words.
He remembered Professor He's expression when he was studying this ancient tomb, his expression was indifferent, but there was an indescribable sadness, which seemed to have penetrated into the bone marrow for a long time, so she was a little numb and collected everything here like a walking corpse.
A small piece of bone, a little bit of utensils and jade jue, these things that were enough to make the archaeological team happy, but there was no joy on her face, she looked at all this calmly, without any expression on her face, as if the glorious achievements here had nothing to do with her, she was just an experiencer, watching these things unearthed and shocking the world, but continuing to be trapped in her own small world, doing her own thing over and over again.
She knows all about the princess's tomb.
She knows a lot about the princess's experience.
She had no sympathy for the princess who had died for no reason, and even avoided talking about it when others interviewed her, she didn't like to talk about what she was studying, and that kind of topic seemed to rub salt in her wounds, and she didn't like that feeling.
Wang Li's face was extremely ugly.
He was just reckless, but not stupid, and these specious words and Professor He's various doubts made him vaguely deduce Professor He's true identity and who the existence he couldn't see was.
"Professor He is a ......"
Wang Li's voice paused slightly, looked at Hehua and Zhang Han Mengyi, and laughed at himself, "Are you coaxing me?" Professor He is a man who has been dead for more than 2,000 years? β
"She's not dead."
Hehua corrected Wang Li's words.
The fog suddenly fluctuated.
The words of the man who had been dead for more than 2,000 years seemed to have a great impact on it, and the things around it began to shake even more, and with a click, a simple lamp made of Qin was completely extinguished, and the empty tomb was even darker, weird and bizarre.
"Yes, the energy of the new target is becoming more and more unstable."
Sima Xin's voice came from the earphones, "Mr. Wang, you should be careful when you speak, don't always stimulate it." β
Wang Li was extremely irritable, "What should I do?" β
"Don't do anything."
Sima Xin crackled and adjusted the instrument, "In this case, it is safest for you to do nothing." β
Wang Li raised his hand and pinched his eyebrows, "I know." β
Hehua stretched out his hand to the mist again, "Don't get excited, Wang Li has no malicious intentions." β
If it weren't for Wang Li being behind her, she would even want to talk about Wang Li's relationship with him.
That is the junior he admires the most, a proud bully and arrogant, writing his high spirits on his face, and this junior finally did not live up to his appreciation, and met the overlord of Chu in his heyday.
"He's just worried about you, worried about where you're now."
Hehua's five fingers pressed together, trying to gather the mist in his palm.
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Maybe it's because she's the same person as her other self, this kind of thing that can't be explained by science is always self-taught, she knows how to calm its emotions, and she also knows how to stabilize it, let her take him away, she crosses her hands, and the middle fingers are stuck together, not a Taoist seal, but a gesture to summon him.
"You're weak now, you must come with me."
Hehua's voice was gentle, "The person you are looking for is waiting for you, she has been waiting for you for more than 2,000 years, do you want her to continue to wait?" β
Wang Xing's head jumped.
Meng Yi frowned imperceptibly.
Zhang Han's eyes were slightly dark, and his fingers adjusted the instruments on the watch.
"Are you willing?"
Hehua asked softly, "Let her keep waiting?" β
This sentence seemed to touch the mist, and the mist no longer fluctuated, and the diffused energy gradually retracted.
Obviously has no eyes, let alone facial features, but Hehua strangely feels that the fog is looking at her, the phoenix eyes are sharp, the corners of the lips are thin, and she stares at her condescendingly, as if she is looking at an ant that does not know whether she is dead or alive.
- When will it be the turn of outsiders to put their beaks in the matter between him and his daughter?
Hehua smiled.
In the end, he is still a powerful but extremely protective emperor, even if he doesn't have his own consciousness and doesn't even have a body, the sense of oppression that is not angry and self-authoritative is still difficult for people to ignore.
Hehua said, "Come with me, let me take you home." β
"The emperor returned to the throne, the princess was reborn, and the resentment of two thousand years came to an end."
The fog didn't move.
It clung to the coffin, as if that was where it was supposed to be.
Crane Huawaner.
When the fog didn't move, she took the initiative to find it.
She spread her hand, her fingers through the mist, the mist melted for a moment, followed by a frenzied spread of energy, no doubt it seemed to be provoked by her, even if it had no senses, it didn't know who it was, but the imperial majesty that penetrated deep into the soul did not allow it to be provoked.
"Smack!"
The vase on the shelf shook to the ground and fell to the ground.
Hehua's ears moved, and his face was still smiling, "These little tricks can't scare me." β
"You are an emperor above 10,000 people, isn't it a bit naΓ―ve to bluff people with such a little trick?"
Hehua's fingers pressed lightly.
The fog energy fluctuates even more violently.
There has never been only the emperor who lives and kills to control others, no one can control the emperor, bang, bang, the light in the tomb went out so that only one was left, another vase fell, and the crisp sound was particularly shocking in the quiet night.
"Zhang Han, it's not a way to go on like this."
Sima Xin's voice came from the earphones, "Although the new monitoring target is very weak, and he doesn't even have his own consciousness, its hidden energy is very huge, and it is definitely not something that this little girl can control. β
Meng Yi twisted his eyebrows.
"Assist her with instruments."
Zhang Han adjusted the watch.
"I can't help."
Sima Xin sighed, "The energy of the new target is too huge, and our instruments are only usable for monitoring in front of it, and the means of control are almost zero. β
Meng Yi instantly spoke, "Hehua, stop." β
"Stop, little girl!"
Wang Li's eyelids jumped, and he reached out to pull Hehua's arm.
But as soon as his hand landed on Hehua's arm, his hair stood up from the coldness of her skin, and the skin was not a normal person's body temperature at all, but like an ice cube fished out of an ice cellar, he withdrew his hand as if he was electrocuted.
"Don't touch her!"
Sima Xin was crazy, "Mr. Wang, she is different from you, don't have any physical contact with her!" β
To put it bluntly, she is not a human being, but the obsession of another princess of Daqin, obsessed with herself to the point of being wiped out, and she wants her to stay in this world.
- The technology of this world can change her Daqin, so she must keep her here.
"Shhhh
His fingers were frostbitten, Wang Li snorted, and looked at Hehua suspiciously, who was like no one else, so she, like Professor He, was not a "human" in the full sense?
"Don't be angry."
Hehua's voice was soft and glutinous, smiling and coquettish, "Take a closer look at me, is it a little familiar?" β
"My surname is Win, my name is Hehua, and I am ranked eleven."
Hehua's voice was extremely soft.
The mist was slightly stunned.
It has no senses, let alone any consciousness, but it stopped its energy fluctuations because of Hehua's self-report, and it moved slowly, moving in front of Hehua, as if to see Hehua's appearance clearly, the mist rose to the level of Hehua, close to her face.
But it doesn't have eyes, it can't see Hehua's face, it doesn't know whether the person standing in front of it is a man or a woman, how old it is, and where it comes from, it just gently leans in front of Hehua, and the mist touches the tip of Hehua's nose.
It's like being struck by lightning, and the surrounding energy stops fluctuating instantly.
The light continued to flicker and the light returned to light, the trembling accessories stopped trembling, and the thunderous anger of the emperor who had overwhelmed people disappeared in an instant.
"I'm Eleven, Father."
Hehua chuckled, but there was moisture gathering under her eyes, she quietly looked at the mist in front of her, and her voice was hoarse for a moment, "Father, are you willing to go home with Eleven?" β
The mist fell on top of her head, as if caressing her hair.
Like the emperor two thousand years ago, teasing the pearl in his palm.
"Quick, now!"
Sima Xin was overjoyed, "Our instruments can be used!" Put it away! β
Zhang Han's eyelids jumped, and he immediately made a move.
Meng Yi's eyes narrowed slightly.
"Don't touch it, I'll do it myself."
Sensing the movements of the two, Hehua closed his fingers, "Father, I'll take you home." β
The mist that is not at the mercy of others gathers at the fingertips of Hehua.
The starlight flashed, and the mist disappeared, leaving only a small and delicate seal that landed in Hehua's palm.
Zhang Han stopped.
Hehua gently picked up the seal.
This is an emperor's private seal, carved with a large seal with the emperor's name, and next to the name, is a line of small characters - ordered by the sky, both longevity and eternal prosperity.
Wang Li opened his mouth, "This ...... Heirloom jade seal? β
"It's not."
Hehua shook his head, "It's my father's private seal." β
"Father doesn't like people to offend him, so don't do that in the future."
Hehua carefully put away the seal and looked at Meng Yi and Zhang Han.
Meng Yi said gently, "I'm sorry, we were abrupt. β
"You're fine, it's mainly him."
Hehua squinted at Zhang Han, "Cousin, if you let Professor He know that you are disrespectful to her father, she is afraid that she will not blow your head off." β
β......β
He just wanted their father and daughter to see each other as soon as possible.
Zhang Han sighed, "My mistake, I promise never to do it again in the future." β
"You'd better be like that."
Hehua snorted lightly, "Let's go." β
The group returned to the "labyrinth".
When he arrived at the original place where Professor He lived, Hehua carefully put the seal on the main seat of the living room, the person had been found, and the next time was to cultivate, wait for the other her energy to recover, and wait for the emperor to have consciousness, at that time, they would be able to reunite father and daughter.
"Hehua, thank you."
Meng Yi breathed a sigh of relief, and his eyes fell on Hehua.
Hehua smiled brightly, "You're welcome." β
"Water."
Zhang Han poured a glass of water and stretched out his hand to hand it over to Hehua.
"Thank you."
Hehua took the water, held the water cup and brought it to his mouth.
Wang Li looked at the enshrined seal and couldn't help but ask Hehua, "When will Professor He appear?" β
"It depends on her cultivation."
Tsuru Road.
Wang Li sighed, "Forget it, I'll wait for her for as long as I want." β
Hehua's brows moved slightly.
She is no longer the babbling child she was at the beginning, she has been with Meng Yizhang and King Han for so long, she can probably understand their thoughts, they care about the other her very much, cherish it like a treasure, it is a confidant, and it is also a make up for what she missed in her previous life.
Meng Yi is light, Zhang Han is gentle, Wang Li is really straight, very good, with them by her side, she will not be too lonely.
- And, of course, more importantly, she has finally found her father, and in the near future, they will be reunited in this world.
That's nice.
Her obsession was finally fulfilled.
"Alright, I'm leaving."
Hehua glanced at Meng Yi, "I hope that the next time I come over, I will see a different scenery." β
Looking at each other, Meng Yi's brows moved slightly.
Hehua retracted his gaze and slowly closed his eyes.
In the darkness, she saw the maiden coming towards her.
Different from the previous gloomy and withdrawn, this time the girl took the initiative to take her hand, and there was an emotional look in the originally ethereal eyes at this time.
"Thank you."
The girl's voice was hoarse.
"No thanks."
Hehua smiled, "My father and I are in the prosperous era of Great Qin, and you and your father should also start a new life in this world." β
"Xiao Qin, come on duck!"
Hehua's voice was sweet, "You and your father will be able to meet soon!" β
The girl smiled shyly, "You have to come on too." β
"Princess Hehua, I hope you don't want to be a princess, but become a person like Father."
"To be my father's heir."
After a pause, the girl spoke slowly, her hoarse voice was extremely determined, "Don't put your father's ambition in the hands of others, you are his favorite daughter, you should inherit his ambition and inherit his country." β
"I will."
Hehua nodded heavily.
Hehua slowly opened his eyes.
The warm spring sun penetrated the thin red bed curtain through the cross-begonia-style window coffin, dyeing the delicate cloud patterns on the dust with a light layer of red, which was extremely beautiful and extremely comfortable, Hehua raised his hand and pinched his eyebrows, and a cold and surprised voice sounded outside the veil, "Princess, you are finally awake!" β
"Yes, wake up."
Hehua bowed her head slightly, sat up with her cold hand, and her voice was hoarse for a long time, "How long have I been in a coma?" β
Han Su stuffed the pillow behind Hehua to make her more comfortable, and then the water handed by the little maid was handed to her mouth, "More than six months." β
"Oh, it's been six months."
Hehua took a sip of tea, his eyes rolling slightly, "I'm fifteen years old." β
Twenty crowns for men and fifteen for women.
- She is an adult, and it is time to become her father's heir. οΌοΌn..οΌ.