No.
Que Guanghuai refused to believe that everything that had just happened was just his imagination.
He carefully recalled every detail of what had just happened, including their conversation, which he remembered perfectly. If it were a dream, he would have forgotten it long ago upon waking, let alone remember so many details.
ghost?
Yes, he could clearly feel the coldness as his hand passed through her body.
“Yan—”
Que Guanghuai looked up and realized that Yan Chiyu and Wu Yue were not there. He calmed down and asked Zhou Yunwei where the two had gone.
"Brother Yan took Yueyue to buy drinks."
"Okay, I'll wait for them to come back." Que Guanghuai took a deep breath. The image of the girl with tears in her snowy eyes involuntarily appeared before his eyes, and he felt a tightness in his chest, as if a wad of cotton was stuffed inside.
Three minutes later, the two returned.
Que Guanghuai suddenly stood up and stumbled as he ran forward, almost kneeling in front of Wu Yue. This startled Wu Yue. It wasn't even time to pay New Year's greetings yet, and Que Guanghuai was already giving her a grand salute.
Yan Chiyu reacted quickly and caught him, his cold eyes glancing at Que Guanghuai's strange expression.
"What's wrong?"
"I……"
Wu Yue turned her head and suddenly noticed something, her brows furrowing.
The cannon fodder aura around Que Guanghuai has disappeared, so why is there still black mist above his head? Hmm? No, this is…
"Old Que, you're possessed by a ghost."
After the girl came to her conclusion, Que Guanghuai was unsure whether to laugh or cry, and felt depressed and conflicted.
"As you can see."
He straightened up, smiled wryly, and repeated what he had said to Qian Bolun and the others, "I want to understand... Brother Yan, do you have a way to let me see her again?"
"Since she said goodbye, that means goodbye. You don't need to look for her anymore," Yan Chiyu said calmly.
It was clearly meant to prevent Que Guanghuai from getting involved.
"But I..."
Que Guanghuai's right hand slowly tightened. "Grandpa often said that people are destined to be together, and even if they have to part ways, they should sever that connection, right? Brother Yan, Wu Yue, you two know more about this industry than I do, so you should understand that the fact that she came to me means that we are destined to be together. She said so much, leaving me confused... I'm not reconciled."
"Or rather, I just want to find an answer."
The onlookers in the back row finally realized the seriousness of the matter, and the words they were about to tease Que Guanghuai stuck in their throats and were silently swallowed back down.
Meeting Que Guanghuai's firm gaze, his eyes held a probing look, along with a hint of barely perceptible sorrow, a complex mix of emotions difficult to decipher.
A few clouds of various shapes drifted slowly across the azure sky, and even the wind seemed to linger between heaven and earth for a long time.
The eaves blocked most of the sunlight. Looking at the boy in the shadows, Yan Chiyu's mind stirred slightly, and he said softly, "I remember there's a two-story library on this street. Let's go take a look."
Historical records indicate that it was the 15th year of Donglin. If we extend the timeline from when Wu Yue and Yan Chiyu traveled through the book, it would be the 327th year of Tianze.
After the death of Crown Prince Fuzhu, the position of heir apparent remained vacant for a period of time. The next emperor was of mediocre ability, and the throne was passed down for fifty years.
The world entered an era of division, and later it was divided into three: the north of the Que family in the east, the south of the Mu family in Qinghe, and the central region between the north and south of the He family in Shu.
In terms of foundation, the He family is undoubtedly the most powerful.
"The little princess of Qinghe Kingdom was beautiful and charming. ... She was a rare woman who was quick to adapt to changing circumstances. She never married and died at the age of sixteen."
There was a whole page of information about Mu Liuguang, which Que Guanghuai quickly scanned.
To his astonishment, if she really was Mu Liuguang, and if she was indeed Mu Liuguang as she said, and if she was the Crown Prince of Donglin, how could there be no record of her at all?
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