When she calmed down, she tried her best to remove that person from her mind, but all her efforts ended in failure.
Until this day, Xiao Chen knelt down on one knee, holding flowers in his hands, and confessed his love to her.
Nanqianyue refused immediately because she had always considered Xiao Chen a friend.
However, when she saw Xiao Chen looking dejected and shedding tears, she made a decision to try to contact him, hoping that she could erase that person from her mind.
There was absolutely no possibility between her and Xiao Chen.
Because she wasn't attracted to Xiao Chen, she became even more averse to his physical contact after agreeing to try developing a romantic relationship with him.
Finally, she decided to leave Yundu.
If she continues to develop her relationship with Xiao Chen, she will only become more and more resistant to him, while he will only become more and more deeply involved.
However, everything that was planned was disrupted by Empress Wan.
She was thrown to the border of Dongling by Empress Wan's men. The person who drove her to the edge of a cliff was actually Zhong Xing, a retainer of Xiao Chen.
“From today onwards, the lord will despise you, and even hate you,” Zhong Xing said smugly.
Nanqianyue frowned deeply. "What do you mean?"
Zhong Xing sneered, "Let you die knowing the truth. The Grand Tutor forged your handwriting to leave a letter for the Lord. The letter said that you were in love with Prince Anzheng and wanted to return to his side. Your relationship with the Lord was just a charade."
Nan Qianyue felt a chill run down her spine. "Xiao Chen isn't stupid; you can't fool him."
Zhong Xing's face was fierce as he poured out all his displeasure.
Finally, as if he heard something, he suddenly slammed Nan Qianyue off the cliff with a palm strike.
As she fell, she saw the person she couldn't shake off, and jumped without hesitation...
Memories flooded my mind like a spring.
She remembered everything.
When all her memories clicked together, she finally understood why Xiao Chen had asked her with red eyes when she faced her amnesia:
"Didn't you choose me? Why did you lie to me?"
She finally understood why Qin Yi had grabbed her and gritted his teeth after rescuing her from Fengdu:
“You deceived me, taking my heart and soul, and then abandoned me and disappeared. Now that you’ve returned, you should repay the debt you owe me.”
The body continued to fall, as if entering a void, stuck between two different timelines...
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"Girl? Girl?"
In a desolate village, under an ancient banyan tree, two elderly men squat beside an unconscious woman, trying to wake her.
The old woman pinched the woman's philtrum with her thick fingernails, while the old man sprinkled water from his fingertips onto the woman's forehead.
"How could such a delicate-skinned girl end up in this chaotic place?" the old woman asked with concern.
The old man sighed softly, "Alas, if only Princess Anzheng could return safely to Prince Anzheng's side, then perhaps Prince Anzheng would not have attacked our Nanjing."
The old woman looked at the woman hopefully, "Old man, do you think it's possible that this young lady is—"
"Cough cough..."
"You're awake!" The old woman gently patted the woman's back. "Young lady, are you feeling any better?"
As I moved south, I forced open my aching eyelids, and my blurred vision slowly cleared.
After seeing the two elderly people dressed in ancient attire, she was no longer as surprised as before, but smiled with relief.
"Excuse me, ma'am, where is this place?" she asked, getting straight to the point.
The old woman's voice was kind, but her eyes were filled with helplessness and bitterness. "This is Wuxing Village, located on the border of Nanjing."
"Nanjing? You're from Nanjing?" Nan Qianyue's heart skipped a beat.
The old lady said, "Yes, we are from Nanjing."
Nanqianyue immediately became alert. She stood up, leaning against a tree trunk, and glanced around the village, her brows furrowing slightly.
Why is the village so desolate?
Upon hearing this, the old woman and her husband burst into tears. "Everyone who could run away ran away, otherwise, once the Dongling army trampled this place flat, no one would survive."
"The Eastern Mausoleum army?" Various speculations arose during the Southern Migration Month. "Why would they want to raze this place to the ground?"
The old woman said helplessly, "The news has been spreading all over the country recently that the Empress of Nanjing harmed the Princess Consort of Anzheng, and the Prince of Anzheng wants to seek justice!"
“We naturally understand Prince Anzheng’s pain at losing his wife, but the common people are innocent. The Wan family army is too busy taking care of themselves to care about our lives…”
As she moved south, her breath caught in her throat, her nose stung, and her eyes welled up with tears. She tried her best to hold them back.
"Grandpa, are you and your wife the only ones left in the village?"
No sooner had she asked than a two- or three-year-old child tiptoed out of the cabin.
The old woman walked over with a limp, picked up the child, and said with heartache, "Ali, be good, Grandma will go to the woods to find you some fruit to eat later."
The child couldn't speak much yet, but he stared curiously at Nanqianyue with his big, black grape-like eyes.
Nanqianyue walked over and poked the child's cheek. "Little cutie, where's your mother?"
The old woman choked up and said, "They ran away too, and now only the old, weak, sick and disabled are left in the village."
As she finished speaking, the old man brought over two more toddlers who had just learned to walk. He said sadly, "Besides us, there are two bedridden old women and two nursing babies in the village."
The old woman added, "There's also a ten-year-old boy who won't leave. He went hunting in the woods half an hour ago."
Nanqian Yuexin was filled with mixed feelings. "Do you know when Dongling and Nanjing went to war?"
The old man said in utter despair, "Today is the day our days are numbered."
The old woman looked at the toddlers learning to speak and said with tears in her eyes, "We're old, and it's time for us to die, but these children..."
Before he could even comfort the old man, Nanqianyue hurriedly asked, "Where is the battlefield? How far is it from here?"
The old man stared at Nan Qianyue in astonishment. "Why do you ask that, young lady? Could it be that you..."
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