Chapter 79 She was like a snake, coiled around his waist
Li Qingqing suddenly stopped talking.
Chen Pingjin stepped forward. "Mother, what is it?"
Li Qingqing shook her head and just smiled, but Shen Pingjin could clearly see regret and heartache in that smile.
"Xiao Jin, some things... are not yet ready. You must remember, in this life, if you want to change your destiny, you must first strengthen yourself."
"This world is far more complicated than you imagine, but your mother is no longer here. You must keep moving forward on your own."
Shen Pingjin was stunned. She wanted to say something, but Li Qingqing turned her back, and her hazy, pale remnant soul gradually dissipated into the darkness.
She reached out, trying to grab the fleeting image, but no matter how hard she tried, she couldn't catch it.
At the same time, a milky white light entered her ear.
Shen Pingjin heard the last words her mother spoke to her—
Xiao Jin, Lu Qingjia is very important.
Shen Pingjin was stunned. She couldn't believe that the last thing her mother said to her was this.
Lu Qingjia was important, she knew that. Because in her past life, Lu Qingjia was the turning point in the fate of the Northern Barbarians, her father, and the General of the State's Mansion.
But... why did my mother emphasize this to me?
Despite having lived a second life, Shen Pingjin still couldn't understand the reason behind it.
This is not her fault, because things were far more complicated than she had imagined.
Before she could delve deeper into her thoughts, she felt as if the world before her eyes had turned dark and gloomy.
When she opened her eyes again, she saw Yan Jue with a serious expression and Lu Qingjia crying.
Yan Jue looked exhausted. He had just taken the medicine from Nian An and Nian Ning when he saw a pair of round eyes staring at him.
Yan Jue was stunned for a moment. He placed the porcelain bowl on the table and asked, "Are you feeling any better?"
A dull ache shot through her head. When Shen Pingjin recognized the person standing in front of her as Yan Jue, she couldn't help but ask, "What...did something happen to me?"
Yan Jue and the anxious Lu Qingjia exchanged a glance, their eyes meeting—this woman, has she really lost her mind?
"Why aren't you two saying anything?" Shen Pingjin couldn't help but ask when she saw the two of them hesitate to speak.
Lu Qingjia stepped forward, her bright eyes glistening with tears, and looked at Chen Pingjin with a pitiful expression. She shook Chen Pingjin's sleeve and said, "Pretty sister, you don't know, when you were taking Jiajia to find the bad brother, you suddenly fainted!"
Seeing that Yan Jue also nodded in agreement, Shen Pingjin roughly understood what had happened.
I think I was on my way to find Yan Jue to retrieve Chu Jin when I was influenced by some unknown factor and attracted to that chaotic space where my mother was...
Shen Pingjin smiled and patted Lu Qingjia's head, but before she could touch it, Lu Qingjia dodged it. Shen Pingjin's smile froze. "Jiajia, what's wrong?"
Lu Qingjia's eyes were filled with concern. "Pretty sister, you haven't fully recovered yet, so please don't touch Jiajia. The most important thing for you right now is to get better."
Shen Pingjin was taken aback. So... Lu Qingjia was worried about her...
She smiled and said, "Okay, since Jiajia wants me to rest, then I'll rest well too."
Lu Qingjia nodded heavily.
Shen Pingjin had actually rested enough. She was now lying on the soft couch, recalling the feeling she had when she entered the Chaos Land.
It felt like my soul had been torn in two, sucked into a tornado by a massive vortex. Then... came an overwhelming, chaotic blur...
Chu Jin, Lu Qingjia, Mother's autobiography, and... Mother said this is... her second life.
Many doubts surged into her heart like a tidal wave from all directions. Suddenly, a sharp pain shot out from the back of her head, pounding against her heart as if to tear her apart.
Yan Jue was holding a spoon, preparing to scoop the dark medicine from the porcelain bowl into Shen Pingjin's mouth, when he saw the woman in front of him staring at him with her watery eyes.
He was taken aback. "Shen Pingjin, what's wrong?"
Shen Pingjin seemed not to hear her, and turned her gaze to Lu Qingjia. "Jiajia, go out for a bit. I have something to say to my bad brother."
Lu Qingjia had never seen Shen Pingjin like this before. He was stunned for a moment, then took his short legs and walked to the door with a thud, closing the door behind him.
Yan Jue: "..."
"What do you want to say to me?" Yan Jue raised an eyebrow.
The person in front of him was looking increasingly strange. As Yan Jue was deep in thought, he suddenly saw a pair of snow-white small hands wrap around his wrists, seemingly trying to touch something.
Her eyes were fixed on her waist, and Yan Jue frowned. "You want to leave Jin?"
But the woman in front of him still didn't say a word. She simply reached out and climbed her hand around his waist, like a sticky snake, wrapping around him and not wanting him to move an inch.
The woman's warm touch pressed against his cold robes, the heat emanating from her felt like a fire suddenly thrown into his parched heart, igniting a raging inferno.
Yan Jue wanted to back away, but behind him was a cold, damp wall, and he had nowhere to retreat.
Only after the woman snatched the brocade tucked behind her waist and held it in her hand did her eyes gradually regain their clarity.
Shen Pingjin didn't know what was wrong with her. She felt as if she had lost her mind, and all she could see was Chu Jin behind Yan Jue.
The sword vibrated silently in its sheath, the sound very faint, yet it was like a silent call, beckoning him to come over.
The moment she opened her eyes, she saw herself entwined around Yan Jue, her hand tightly gripping Chu Jin. Almost instantly, she was pulled backward.
But the man seemed to have sensed her intention, and he moved closer, his hot breath hitting her face, making her blush.
Yan Jue raised an eyebrow. "What, you dare to do it but not admit it? You want to pretend that what just happened never happened?"
Shen Pingjin blushed. She was about to explain, but then she thought about what Yan Jue was talking about... and she had done it before.
Yan Jue's aura enveloped her, giving her a profound sense of oppression. Holding the brocade in her hand, she could only weakly explain:
"I... I just did all that to get Chujin back."
Yan Jue laughed upon hearing this, pressing on, "You say you just want Chu Jin back, why didn't you just tell me directly? Instead... you came here to take it?"
His words were somewhat blunt, "Who knows if you did it on purpose..."
Shen Pingjin interrupted him, her face flushed, "Shut up!"
The woman in front of him seemed to blush because of his words, and even her hands holding Chu Jin were trembling, as if she was afraid of him.
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