Duan Shaoheng immediately closed the door, then said with a stern face: "What are you doing here? Master doesn't want to see you."

Jing Shaoci's big hands hanging by his side began to tremble, and the feeling of pain surged from his heart like blood, and he couldn't stop it.

In the past, he could act cold and disdainful towards Duan Shaoheng without any scruples, and he didn't even need to look at him, because he knew in his heart how much Yan Zixiu loved him.

Not only that, Yan Zixiu still owed him, and as long as he didn't say forgiveness, Yan Zixiu would never be able to look at others more.

But now he was standing in front of his love rival, let alone fighting back, he didn't even have the qualifications to push him through the door.

In fact, without asking the previous questions, Duan Shaoheng could see the reason from Jing Shaoci.

"Mr. Jing, the male protagonists in TV dramas usually repent after knowing the truth. Even if their other half has already dragged their luggage to the airport, they will stop because of the male protagonist's words "I was wrong". After that, they will try their best to reconcile."

Duan Shaoheng's tone became gradually sarcastic as he spoke. "Unfortunately, this is reality. With Master's character, he will not stage any bloody reunion with you."

He laughed, but there was no warmth in his eyes. "The mirror is broken, and there will be cracks even if it is put back together. What's more, you once trampled on the dignity of a Heavenly Master."

In fact, Yan Zixiu had never mentioned a word to him about what happened between the two of them, but based on Jing Shaoci's previous attitude, he could guess it almost right.

Although the door was closed by Duan Shaoheng, Yan Zixiu had already reached the state of six-way communication, so he heard every word very clearly.

He stood up and walked to the door. After opening the door, he looked at the slightly stunned Duan Shaoheng and said, "Shaoheng, go back to your room first."

Just hearing him call someone so intimately, Jing Shaoci's heart suddenly felt torn.

"Master, I..."

"Go back."

Although Yan Zixiu's tone was not stern, Duan Shaoheng knew that there was no room for negotiation.

He glanced at Yan Zixiu, then lowered his eyes and said, "Okay, then I'll go back."

After Duan Shaoheng left, Yan Zixiu stepped aside to make way for the door as if he were a guest they just knew, "Please come in."

Jing Shaoci didn't know how he walked into the living room. He just felt that the room was very cold, so cold that he even felt a little scared.

"Mr. Jing, would you like some tea?"

Jing Shaoci sat on the sofa. He looked at Yan Zixiu who was so calm, and the anxiety and panic in his heart were like crazy growing weeds, making him want to scratch his chest.

"Yan, Yan..."

He squeezed out these two words with great difficulty, but before he could finish the rest, Yan Zixiu stood up and said, "Then drink white tea, it clears away heat and moistens the lungs, calms the liver and benefits the blood."

Just as he took a step, Jing Shaoci took out his last bit of strength and stood up and shouted, "Yan Yan, I, I remember all my memories."

Jing Shaoci's tall figure was no longer as straight as before, and his cheeks were obviously thinner. The whole person looked like he had just been released from death row.

His words made the indifference in Yan Zixiu's eyes disappear for a moment, but it returned to its original appearance in an instant.

"Since Master insists on removing the curse for you, I, as your disciple, have no right to interfere."

He did not let Master go to find Jing Shaoci because he did not want to see him like this.

What would happen if he remembered it? It would only make one more person sad.

Jing Shaoci looked at Yan Zixiu's cold eyes and staggered to him.

"I know, I, no matter what I say or do, it will be useless." His voice was so trembling that he couldn't even hear it himself, "But I beg you, please..."

"Jing Shaoci, if you come to seek peace, I think it's unnecessary."

Yan Zixiu's tone was terribly indifferent, "In the previous life, I did owe you, but I also paid it back with my life. In this life, we don't owe each other. Those past events will be regarded as a misunderstanding, and let it go."

Jing Shaoci listened to his words, and a strange shudder began to paralyze him.

Perhaps because of the momentary blankness of his mind, or perhaps he was really crazy, he actually hugged Yan Zixiu and begged in a choked voice: "Yan Yan, don't let it go... Please... Don't let it go..."

Listening to his heart-wrenching words, Yan Zixiu did not push him away, but he did not hug him back either.

He just said numbly: "Jing Shaoci, God gave us two chances in two lives, but we still can't be together. Have you ever thought about the reason?"

Yan Zixiu clenched his fingers tightly at an angle that Jing Shaoci couldn't see, and then asked himself: "Because we are not compatible."

"No, Yan Yan, I... I was wrong... It's really my fault..."

The other party's words were like a sharp knife stabbing in his heart, stirring constantly. The heart-wrenching feeling wanted Jing Shaoci to scream, but he found that his throat seemed to be blocked by something, and he couldn't shout at all.

He could only helplessly tighten his arms, trying to get closer to Yan Zixiu in this way.

"I know I'm too selfish. I just feel too painful, so I don't dare to believe you."

Jing Shaoci was completely incoherent. The pain flowed from his heart to his limbs, almost making him lose the strength to hug Yan Zixiu.

"I'm just a coward. I thought I would feel better if I hated you..."

At this time, Yan Zixiu broke away from his arms, stood up and looked at him.

"Whether you believe it or not, I don't blame you, let alone hate you."

No matter what time it is, Jing Shaoci will always be the little prince of Fengwang Mansion who saved him on horseback in his heart.

He is a nobleman, unattainable, and even being touched by him is a kind of defilement.

Thinking of this, Yan Zixiu suddenly lowered his eyes and smiled.

It turns out that the inferiority complex in the heart will really follow you like a shadow, like a maggot attached to the bone, and it will never be eliminated.

He paused for a moment, took a deep breath and was about to speak, but when he raised his eyes, he met Jing Shaoci's eyes full of despair.

"Yan Yan, I know why God let us start over again."

Yan Zixiu turned his head away, "You don't have to say it, I don't want to listen."

But Jing Shaoci seemed to have not heard him, and murmured with red eyes: "Because I held your hand and said that one lifetime is not enough, I want to love you for all eternity."

****

Yin Qinghe had just opened his eyes, and Xie Chence immediately leaned over.

"Xiaohe, how do you feel?"

Yin Qinghe's face was still a little pale. He did not answer the other party, but asked: "Where is Jing Shaoci?" Xie

Chence sighed with a look of resentment, and then said: "He went to find Xiaowu."

Yin Qinghe closed his eyes a little dejectedly, and then propped up his arms to sit up.

Seeing this, Xie Chence immediately supported his back and hugged him up, and then put the pillow behind Yin Qinghe.

"Xiao He, do you want to eat anything?"

Yin Qinghe shook his head weakly, his eyes full of sorrow.

Xie Chence knew that he must have seen something in Jing Shaoci's dream, so he asked slowly, "In the last life, how did Xiao Jing... die?"

Yin Qinghe's nose suddenly surged with pain, and even his Adam's apple trembled.

After a long while, he suppressed his emotions and said three words: "Suffocated to death."

This result was completely beyond Xie Chence's expectations. He frowned hard and asked repeatedly as if to confirm, "Did he die of suffocation?"

Yin Qinghe nodded, and as he did this, a tear slid down his eye socket.

"After Jing Shaoci knew the truth in his previous life, he lived for another three years. He arranged everything for the country and then went to the underground palace where Xiaowu was buried."

Yin Qinghe's voice could no longer suppress the sobs, "When the third brother used his spirit to perform the ritual, Jing Shaoci lay in the coffin and finally ordered people to seal the coffin."

He looked at Xie Chence with tears in his eyes and said, "He is, he was buried alive with Xiaowu."

Xie Chence held him in his arms, and Yin Qinghe sobbed against his shoulder, saying, "Before he died, he was still holding Xiaowu's hand... saying that he would... love Xiaowu... for all eternity..."

****

Here, Yan Zixiu found this ridiculous. How

can mortals have all eternity? It's just to deepen the deception of love words.

So, he took out a coin, looked at Jing Shaoci and said, "Since you think it is God's will, let's toss the coin."

"If the words 'Seas and Rivers are clear' face up, it means that God has mercy on us and given us another chance in this life. If the embroidery faces up, it means that no matter how we meet, we will have no fate in the end."

The master had taught him the trick of tossing coins since he was a child, and he had already memorized it.

Not to mention once, even if he tossed it a thousand times or a hundred times, Jing Shaoci would never see 'Seas and Rivers are clear'.

Yan Zixiu extended his palm towards Jing Shaoci as if to signal him, "It's a final decision, no regrets."

Jing Shaoci first glanced at the copper coin, then raised his eyes to look into his eyes, "Yan Yan, if Haiyan Heqing comes to power, will you really give me a chance?"

Yan Zixiu's eyes were full of indifference, and he said, "I will never break my promise once it comes out."

Jing Shaoci looked at him for a long time as if he was attached to him, and then said, "Can I throw the copper coin?"

Yan Zixiu handed the copper coin to him very straightforwardly, and said in a cold tone, "Then you throw it."

In fact, it is better to let the other party throw it, so that the result will be irresistible.

Jing Shaoci curled up his right index finger, put the copper coin on it, and then put his thumb underneath.

He looked at Yan Zixiu again, and said in a low and hoarse voice: "I threw it away."

Yan Zixiu raised his hand and made a gesture of please, but his left hand was behind his back and he made a spell.

When the thumb flicked the copper coin up, they both looked up at the sky at the same time.

Before it hit the ground, Yan Zixiu knew that the embroidery must be the best.

The copper coin fell from the air, hit the ground and began to spin.

Just as it was spinning slower and slower, Jing Shaoci quickly said "It's peace and prosperity", then squatted down and put the copper coin into his mouth and swallowed it.