Chapter 12 Chapter 12 Choose One
The long embankment is lined with spring willows, and the lake is vast.
Mingyao sat in the carriage in a daze.
The pain between her eyebrows that had tortured her to the point of excruciating pain had subsided. When she raised her eyes again, the blood and energy of the monsters in the Blue Sky Demon Palace had completely dissipated, and she had entered the human world.
It's another new dream.
The bloody scene of Xuanxiu's suicide and the many things that had just happened were completely blurred by the lively shouting outside the carriage between the rise and fall of his breathing.
These shouts were mixed with the slightly sweet aroma of food, so real that it didn't seem like a dream.
"Miss, is that the young man you see?"
The carriage had been parked slowly at a corner for a long time.
There were two women in the car. One was younger and looked lively, while the other one was about seventeen or eighteen years old...she looked familiar to her.
Mingyao thought about it for a while, but couldn't figure it out.
"No." A corner of the carriage curtain was lifted, and after a few breaths, the woman shook her head slightly.
She was born beautiful, with bright eyes and eyebrows. She seemed a little disappointed, and her eyes dimmed a little, but it couldn't hide her beauty.
"Miss, we've been here for an hour. If we don't go back, the master will notice something's wrong." The younger girl was a little anxious. "How about we come back in a few days? Didn't you say that when we parted, you and that young man agreed to meet at the restaurant near the city gate? He won't leave until the Spring Examination is over."
"Wait a little longer." The woman was very persistent.
But as the sun set, the streets were deserted and the person she was waiting for did not show up, so the woman had no choice but to return home.
Previously in the dream, Mingyao was forced to follow Xuanxiu, and now, he can only stay with the woman.
Mingyao felt like he had lost all desire in life. It turned out that he was no different from an earthbound spirit, an adult-bound spirit. He didn't know what strange things he would dream about.
Fortunately, this dream seemed to be much gentler than the previous one of Xuanxiu. After returning home, the woman had dinner, met the elders at home, and then went back to the house to rest.
Mingyao also learned that the woman's name was Wen Huan, the second daughter of a prominent official in the capital, now of marriageable age. However, because the Wen family's eldest daughter had married and moved away from the capital, they rarely saw each other. Therefore, the Wen family cherished their daughter, who remained with them, and considered recruiting a son-in-law to take care of their daughter. They chose candidates who were well-known and came from well-off families.
But at the age of seventeen or eighteen, Wen Huan obviously has her own thoughts.
Mingyao looked at Wen Huan boredly as she was looking at herself in the mirror late at night. Based on her years of experience watching TV dramas, she guessed that Wen Huan must still be thinking about the young man who had not appeared in the restaurant before.
I think this is another bitter love story that is not accepted by the family. In this old-fashioned plot, the woman will suffer a lot.
Mingyao was half lying on the bed, staring at Wenhuan's pretty face in the mirror in a daze. He didn't know what she would look like after the hardships of life in the future.
Mingyao couldn't help but imagine the story of Zhuo Wenjun selling wine in his mind and sighed.
"Why are you sighing?"
Before she could finish her sigh, Wenhua's face in the mirror tilted slightly. Her dark eyes met hers through the mirror. "But things will change in the future."
"Can you see me?"
Mingyao was stunned for a moment. What was going on?
"Of course I can see you." Wen Huan frowned slightly when she heard that.
Mingyao suddenly got goose bumps on his arms.
The boundary between dreams and reality seemed to become blurred the moment Wen Huan met her gaze.
Seeing Mingyao didn't say anything, Wenhuan's patience ran out. She placed the wooden comb she used to comb her hair on the table with a "pop". She turned around and looked at Mingyao: "I have done as you said and will go to the city gate restaurant to wait for that person today. You said that as long as I see him, I will feel something in my heart...but..."
Wen Huan pursed her lips, anxiety evident between her brows. "But I don't feel anything. Is it because of me, or... because of your intervention, has the future changed?"
Mingyao was completely bewildered, but the nervous Wenhuan continued to talk. "I still often dream about him killing me in my past life. I bled so much, and it hurts so much... but I can't remember what he looked like. System, you said you could help me find him. You mustn't break your promise!"
Wen Huan's eyes were red, and she looked at Ming Yao viciously like a little wolf, helpless and ferocious: "You said it!"
Oh my goodness! Mingyao's brain froze for a moment.
It wasn't enough that she traveled through time and space into a fairy tale novel and became a cannon fodder female supporting role. How come in her dream, she also became someone else's system?
Mingyao struggled to digest the information.
It was her fault. She shouldn't have complained about the old-fashioned play.
"...I won't go back on my word, I won't go back on my word." Looking at the emotionally agitated Wen Huan in front of him, Ming Yao stuttered to comfort her, fearing that she would faint from anger.
After a long while, Wen Huan realized that she had lost control. She suppressed the tears in her eyes, lowered her head, and softly apologized to Ming Yao: "...I'm sorry. But that person hasn't been found. What should we do now?"
What should she do? Mingyao met the hope in Wenhuan's eyes, but she was really confused. She didn't even know what this matter was, so how could she come up with any ideas?
His mouth opened and closed again.
"How about you first tell me the whole story? Our... ahem system needs regular upgrades to clear the memory... ahem, what you call memory. Now that the upgrade is complete, we need to re-enter your information."
Mingyao made up a bunch of nonsense.
Wen Huan clearly didn't fully understand what she meant, but thankfully, she grasped the key point. After calming down, she recounted the entire story from the beginning.
To put it simply, Wen Huan was reborn a month ago.
What happened before the rebirth was pretty much the same as Mingyao imagined.
The young girl, who was just beginning to fall in love, ignored her family's opposition and left the capital to take up her new post for the man she fell in love with at first sight, even cutting off contact with her family.
Unfortunately, the man was not a good man. Within two years, seeing that there was really no hope for Wen Huan's family and the dowry she brought was revealed, he changed his face because he felt that the emperor was far away and the mountains were high.
He insulted Wen Huan at the very least, and beat and kicked her at the worst. In the end, he even designed to have Wen Huan die tragically at his hands.
Perhaps because this memory was too cruel, Wen Huan forgot the man's appearance and background. She only remembered that before he married her, he was a scholar from a poor family.
Now, the time point when the two first met in their previous life has passed, but that person has not appeared, which makes Wen Huan panic.
"Why do you have to find that person? Since that person has never met you, perhaps your life destiny has changed, and you can stay safely with your parents and spend the rest of your life?" Ming Yao didn't quite understand after hearing this at first.
"I can't do that." Wen Huan's face turned pale upon hearing this, but her eyes suddenly became sharp. "As long as he's still alive in this world, I can't live in ignorance. I want him to die!"
Wen Huan's face showed pain, as if she was recalling something extremely embarrassing. "He has to pay the price. I want him to pay the price! He must die in my hands! Otherwise, this matter...it will be unbearable..."
Wen Huan's voice was filled with anger but also a hint of sadness, and the ending tone was faintly trembling.
Mingyao pursed her lips when she heard this. She understood the principle that one should not try to persuade others to be kind if they don't know their suffering.
No more persuasion.
"Then let's wait." Ming Yao pondered for a moment, then stood in front of Wen Huan and gently touched her head. "Your father is an academician at the Imperial College. Since you're coming to Beijing to take the imperial examination, it's inevitable that you'll need to consult some rare copies of policy essays and classics. This matter must be handled by your father."
"So you still have a connection with him, so don't rush." After saying this, Mingyao also made up for the fact that he hadn't found the unfaithful man today. "Fate and destiny are linked together. The fact that I failed to find him today is a warning. Don't act rashly again."
After Mingyao finished speaking, she was initially worried that Wenhuan wouldn't believe her and would argue with her. However, to her surprise, Wenhuan was quite sold on her nonsense, and she managed to get over the issue with the system.
During this period, Mingyao also tried various ways to get rid of the dream, but unfortunately, they were of no use at all, so he could only stay there honestly and not make any more efforts.
Fortunately, time passes quickly in dreams.
In a blink of an eye, the results of the Spring Examination were announced, and Wenhuan's family put the matter of choosing a husband for her on the agenda.
After what happened in her previous life, Wen Huan's mind was full of revenge, so she naturally had no intention of participating. It was ostensibly a flower viewing party, but in reality it was a blind date party, so the preparations were very hastily made.
Mingyao was quite interested. He looked around along the way and thought the scenery in the courtyard was quite nice. Several of the scholars there looked quite good-looking.
Just when he was about to chat with Wen Huan about some small talk, he turned around and was stopped by Wen Huan's cold expression.
Mingyao shut up silently.
After spending some time together, she suspected that Wen Huan had already realized that her "system" was useless.
So he lowered his head and followed Wen Huan obediently, watching her deal with some social interactions that she couldn't refuse.
As he watched, he felt a little bored. Mingyao's thoughts split and he began to think about Xuanhui. He didn't know whether Xuanhui had woken up, whether his injuries were serious, and whether he could still break through.
It’s been one hundred and eighty years… If her hopes are dashed again this time, she will be seriously injured and vomit blood.
Mingyao let out a long sigh.
"Why does the girl look so sad?"
During the flower-viewing banquet, girls and boys of similar age took advantage of this rare opportunity to chat quietly. Suddenly, a cheerful voice attracted the attention of people around.
Mingyao is no exception.
When she looked up, the sunlight was dazzling. She squinted her eyes to see clearly that there was a man in simple blue clothes standing under the clear sky.
She has a beautiful face and a gentle temperament.
Xuanxiu?
Before Mingyao could float closer to confirm, Wenhuan, who had been lacking interest, suddenly looked unhappy.
"System." Mingyao heard Wenhuan calling her in her mind, "It's this person...it's him."
"I remember now. This is the person who killed me in my previous life."
How is that possible? Mingyao looked back and saw a hint of anger in Wenhuan's eyes. Just as he was about to tell her to calm down, he saw Wenhuan suddenly startled.
What's wrong again?
Mingyao followed Wenhuan's gaze and was stunned by what he saw.
A man who looked very similar to Xuanxiu appeared beside him, dressed in white and with a cold temperament.
This is...Xuan Hui?
Mingyao couldn't believe it. Wait, wait, was this her dream or Wenhuan's dream?
Before she could think clearly.
Xuanxiu and Xuanhui had already come up to them.
"Did you lose your sachet?" Xuanxiu smiled and handed one to Wenhuan. "We found it by accident and are returning it to its owner."
Wen Huan stared at the sachet in front of her without saying a word. Her eyes were confused, and her face had completely lost all color, turning it frighteningly pale. Her lips, painted with bright red lipstick, moved slightly.
"Who is the unfaithful man?"
The noise around him gradually faded away, and Mingyao felt a chill on his back.
There was a sudden pain on my forehead.
Wen Huan turned her head, and her dark pupils reflected her appearance.
Her voice was cold, yet a little bewitching, like a vine, seamlessly trapping Mingyao in her arms.
"Good girl, tell me, who should I choose to die?"
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