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Lan Kingdom, Imperial Palace.

Inside a warm palace.

The young man in the rocking chair had his eyes slightly closed but his brows were slightly furrowed, as if he was having a bad dream.

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"What have you done in these years!"

In the most inconspicuous courtyard of the general's mansion, Aunt Bai expressionlessly questioned the young man in front of her, or rather, the young man dressed like a girl.

She just discovered that he had built up so many businesses outside in the past few years!

The 13 or 14-year-old boy was pruning the potted plants in his hands nonchalantly, and chuckled, "I'm a dying man, can't I have some fun and drag more people to be buried with me?"

"Don't forget who you are. Who allowed you to do things that would easily attract attention?" There was only cold and ruthless blame in Aunt Bai's mouth.

"Identity?" The young man tilted his head slightly to look at her, with a strange and sarcastic smile on the corner of his lips.

"Speaking of status, I admire you very much. Now the emperor has changed, and the Emperor Jing on the throne is no longer the one who sent you to the general's mansion to monitor General Ling."

"Your master was cut into pieces by Zhangsun Wuji, and now not even a bone remains. You are still following orders to lurk in the general's mansion. To be honest, being a death warrior like you is truly a heroic act."

"Don't say these sarcastic words to me. I'm just here to tell you to remember your own identity, otherwise..."

"Otherwise? Otherwise, will you send me to hell in advance on behalf of your master in the underworld?"

The boy threw his head back and laughed so hard that tears were about to come out.

How ridiculous!

The late emperor was afraid of General Ling, so he buried a death warrior chess piece next to him. Just in case, he also made the death warrior loyal and unswerving, and let this chess piece get pregnant with his child!

But they cannot allow this child to be born healthy!

Because, even if it is his own child, in this case, it cannot be a son!

And the woman in front of me is even more ridiculous.

On the one hand, she kept him under close watch, not allowing him to do anything, waiting for him to run out of energy and die. On the other hand, she seemed to be protecting him from the assassination of the prime minister's wife and others.

He seemed to hope that someone could save him.

She hoped to be rescued, but she never took the initiative to do anything, let alone allow him to do anything.

Of course, the most ridiculous thing is himself.

A being like me actually came into this world!

How ridiculous!

The boy laughed so hard that he started coughing up blood.

The blood stained his originally pale lips red.

"I've always been curious. For someone like you, what kind of thoughts do you need to get rid of? 'Duannian, Duannian.' You actually named me Duannian, hahahaha..."

The scene changed.

The dream of the young man in the rocking chair changed from something that had actually happened to something half true and half false, half dream and half fantasy.

He dreamed that when he was still a teenager, he took his amnesiac sister to Lan Country and hid her there.

As a result, in the blink of an eye, not only did the elder sister not lose her memory, but she also looked at him with extremely disgusted eyes.

"Ling Duannian, don't make me feel disgusted by you."

The young man opened his mouth, and grievance and sadness turned into a hazy color in his eyes.

He only called out softly, "Sister..."

"From now on, I am not your elder sister, and I am not worthy of being your elder sister! Let's say goodbye now!"

Watching her walk away.

"Sister!"

Ajie never looked back.

"Sister!"

"Sister!"

"Sister..."

Behind her, the terrified young man went from being heartbroken and exhausted to wailing weakly in panic.

Finally, far away, the man stopped.

She looked back at him, an impatient gesture.

The boy's eyes were filled with sorrow, "Sister, don't you like me anymore..."

"I've never liked you. We are a cooperative relationship that supports each other. Don't you know this?"

The boy's pale lips trembled, "No! Sister, you treat me differently! Sister, you even gave me a gift! Sister, you like me! It's not because I'm useful, it's just because I am who I am, you just simply like me!"

"Sister, look, I have kept the first gift you gave me. I have kept it very carefully..."

The boy smiled ingratiatingly, his face and eyes full of trust and reliance on the person in front of him.

The woman in the light and shadow glanced at the mottled-faced man in his arms.

He said calmly, "This man, the young master of Nanjiang, has one, my son Changsunqing has one, and you, my former ninth brother, Ling Duannian, you also have one."

"No, it's not, sis."

He said softly, "They are all children, I am already fifteen years old! I am different! Sister, what you give to me is different from what you give to them!"

The woman in the light and shadow looked at him with pity.

…

"...Father? Did the child wake you up?"

The young man on the recliner slowly opened his eyes and saw Ling Qingran's worried look, as if he wanted to say something but hesitated.

Seeing that he looked strange, she remained silent for a while.

Ling Qingran cautiously asked again, "Father, what did you dream about?"

Lin Duannian turned his head to look at him, lowered his eyes slightly and smiled, "I had two dreams. I dreamed about the days in the general's mansion, and I also dreamed about some things that I don't know whether they are real or imaginary."

His eyes turned slightly, "You came to see me, but have you made arrangements?"

Ling Qingran nodded, "Father asked me to check, and I have confirmed it. Aunt Jing and other people have also set out to Lan Country to find Sister Jiuer. Father, do you really want to go to Lan Country alone to find Sister Jiuer? Otherwise, let me accompany you?"

"You stay here."

"Yes, my child understands."

Suddenly, a cold wind blew in from the window, and Ling Duannian started coughing instantly.

After just two sounds, blood appeared on the handkerchief.

Ling Qingran's eyes instantly turned red, "Father!" He then said fiercely, "These slaves didn't even close the windows properly!"

Ling Duannian smiled nonchalantly, "It's not just one or two days, it's an old problem. You don't have to get angry at them. Although I don't have any ideals of ruling the world and saving the country, I don't want you to become a tyrant."

Ling Qingran nodded respectfully, "I dare not. I know my mission and I dare not fail my father's teachings."

Ling Duannian looked at him with interest, "What mission?"

Ling Qingran looked up at him, paused for a moment, and then whispered, "I still remember everything from my childhood. I was originally just a little beggar with an unknown origin."

"At first, I was hungry and wandering around. Just because I looked a little like Aunt Jing, I was deceived and taken advantage of. I am where I am today because of Aunt Jing's mercy and because you, my father, took me in and taught me."

"I will never forget the kindness of Aunt Jing, and I will never forget the kindness of your adoption and upbringing. I will not say that I will develop Lan Country, but at least I will preserve the glory of Lan Country in my father's hands."

"Only a country like this can be useful."

"Don't worry, father. Even though Lan Country is far away from Dajing, Aunt Jing and the others may not need my help one day. But as long as I am here, Lan Country will stand behind them silently."

"Heh." Ling Duannian laughed and started coughing again.

"Father!"

"You go down."

In the end, Ling Qingran had no choice but to retreat respectfully.

Ling Duannian slowly closed his eyes after his breathing became smooth.

When he opened his eyes again, there seemed to be a gleam of water in his eyes.

He tilted his head, almost aggrieved.

As if that person was right next to me.

"Sister, even if it was just a dream, I still feel pain when I wake up..."

He reached for the box in the drawer next to him.

But the moment I opened the box, I saw that the dough figurine in the box, which was full of traces of time, had silently shattered into several pieces.

I couldn't hold it back any longer and started coughing violently.

Even if you cherish them, some things cannot be kept.

He coughed so hard that tears welled up in his eyes, and he was almost crying and laughing at the same time.

"It turns out that the dream was just a sign."

Stop thinking, stop thinking, stop... thinking...

At first, he could only wait for death in the general's mansion.

Just when he thought he couldn't hold on for much longer, he saw his elder sister returning home.

Sister was so interesting. Somehow, when Sister asked him if he wanted her to treat him, he...thought about it.

He wanted to live.

My sister really cured him.

Not only did it cure his body, but it also gave him hope and motivation to live.

At that time, he sincerely wanted to be a good brother to his sister for life.

He wanted to help his sister, he didn't want to be too far away from her and hold her back.

So, even though he absolutely could not touch any medicine, even if he was well, he still began to teach himself medicine.

After all, my sister's medical skills are so superb...

He also started practicing martial arts.

He didn't want to be a "child" in his sister's eyes forever. He wanted to do whatever he wanted, become a strong person who shared the same interests and abilities with his sister, and stand by her side.

When did his feelings towards my sister begin to change?

He doesn't know.

All he knew was that he was jealous of Changsun Wuji to the point of going crazy, and he wished he would disappear from this world immediately.

But seeing that his elder sister was so concerned about the cold poison in his body, he began to focus on poison.

What do you want to do?

Are you studying all this just so that you can help your elder sister and save Changsun Wuji one day?

He doesn't know.

But he did not stop his research.

Playing with poison, especially if you start late and try to take shortcuts, can easily harm your body, but so what?

His life was saved by my sister.

But that bastard Changsun Wuji didn't even cherish my sister!

How calculating you are towards my sister!

How could he bear it!

His love is such a bastard!

He wants to take Sister away from him. Only he, only he will take good care of Sister!

Ling Duannian picked up the fragments of the person in the box.

He said softly, "Sister, I am going to Lan Country. I am going to tell Xiao Jiuer some of the things I have found out."

He can't speak.

This may just be an excuse.

He just wanted to, really wanted to.

Go see my sister again...

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