Will he never see the person he used to visit every day again?
Lying on the crystal coffin, I closed my eyes tiredly. Mi'er, I'm really tired. When will you come back?
I'm afraid I can't hold on, Mi'er, Mi'er.
I miss you so much that I become crazy. As soon as that person appears, I will be completely tied down and have nowhere to escape.
Sitting on the clouds, looking at the picture in the foggy mirror, my face was full of tears. How could my husband become so haggard?
"Xiaojie, come out here! How much longer do you need to recover? Ahhhh, look at my husband, he's already in this state, and you're still passive and lazy. I want to protest."
If this guy hadn't needed to eliminate the darkness he was emitting first, she wouldn't have had to wait until now and still be unable to go back.
Overall it's still good that she can stay with her husband until old age.
If the world consciousness had not suddenly appeared at that time and said that it could give her privileges, how could she dare to tell her husband with certainty to wait for her.
But this is not what she wants. It will obviously make her husband uncomfortable.
The world consciousness revealed its body, rolled its eyes at Xunmo in annoyance, and then spoke.
"There's still one day left. Why are you so anxious? You guys were too much of a commotion in the imperial mausoleum back then. None of you knew how to take your time."
"Fortunately, Li Yi's power was fully awakened at that time, otherwise, you would have lost your chance to finish this."
Speaking of this, the world consciousness also feels very depressed. Why is this happening? It’s not broken yet, but they have ruined it.
Xunmi touched his nose and said nothing. Could he blame them? Obviously not. He felt depressed.
"Okay, just wait and I'll take care of the last bit."
The world consciousness explained in a gentle voice that they should be grateful to them no matter what. If it weren’t for them, who knows what the consequences would be.
After getting the correct answer, Xunmi was no longer in a hurry and continued to look at her husband.
Fortunately, my husband was just too tired and fell asleep. His fingers stroked the fogged mirror, and his eyes were full of tenderness.
Every separation always makes people so sad.
Husband, when will you finally remember it all? Then we won’t have to feel confused and helpless because of another person’s departure.
"Baby, tell me, how much more power is needed to repair his soul."
The baby lying dead in the clouds not far away pulled the clouds and floated in front of his host.
"It's coming soon. Your man's spirit has already condensed, and all that's left is the final consolidation."
"When he can control his body, that will be the time for him to recover. Your soul is already very powerful now, host."
It’s powerful enough to crush those little ants, really.
Xunmi fell back and lay directly on the clouds. The soft touch was really nice.
Before I knew it, I fell asleep too.
During this sleep, she saw the banquet with the aroma of wine and flowers again. She was sitting on a high throne, and a man in white was walking slowly towards her.
His eyes are a beautiful golden color, so beautiful that it makes people's heart flutter.
When I tried to see his face clearly, it seemed as if it was blocked by a veil and I couldn't see it.
She only saw him stretch out his hand towards her, and she stretched out her hand as well, and just when their hands were about to hold each other.
The picture instantly split into two, as if a gap had been opened between her and him.
She felt herself falling rapidly, and gradually the black replaced the white, completely submerging her.
The endless red blossoms were so gorgeous and brilliant that she seemed to have become one of them.
"Little Flower God, you are finally here. I have been waiting for you for tens of thousands of years." Someone whispered in her ear, strange yet familiar.
I wanted to see clearly, but I couldn't see anything. "Ah." Xunmi suddenly opened his eyes and sat up from the clouds.
Only then did she realize that she was still in heaven. She touched her forehead and saw it was covered in cold sweat.
It’s that dream again. What do the scenes in the dream imply?
The Flower Goddess, is that her? Who is that man walking towards her?
Too many doubts made her want to break through the barriers and pursue those long-lost memories, but a voice in her mind told her that it was not the time yet, not the time yet.
She still needs to wait, wait, and wait until that day comes.
"Host, what's wrong with you? Are you having a nightmare?" The baby quickly appeared in front of its host, and the white-furred ball rolled into her hands, asking her to knead it, hoping that her pale face would improve.
Xunmi squeezed the baby and smiled, "I'm fine."
Seeing the host smile, the baby was relieved, "Yes, host, the world consciousness said you can go back. If you need a body, it will condense one for you."
"However, I still suggest that the host refrain from using the original body for the time being. You have already exceeded the limits of these planes, which will restrict the original body."
"Okay." Xunmi knew the baby wouldn't harm her, so she asked the world consciousness for a shell it had condensed, identical to her own, and cast her soul into it.
During the activity, it was pretty good and I adapted well. I picked up the baby and directed the cloud to go down.
Sure enough, there is no invisible barrier blocking us this time, which is great.
The place we landed was still the Eastern Qing Tombs. I searched for it in vain because this place was very far away from my husband.
She has nothing on her now, and she can't just float over there in broad daylight, or she will be treated as a monster.
It’s better to go back to the imperial mausoleum first. Maybe she can find some gold, silver or jewelry there, so that she will have money.
Xunmi, who was happily preparing to pick up the money, had no idea that a group of people were coming towards him.
When Li Yi saw the images from the surveillance camera inside the imperial mausoleum, an expression of ecstasy broke out on his emotionless face.
He was planning to go to the imperial mausoleum without taking anything with him, but fortunately Ying Chuan was quick enough to grab him.
Then they simply packed up their things and set off quickly. It was already night when they arrived at the Eastern Qing Tombs.
Li Yi couldn't wait a moment, so he stopped the car at the foot of the mountain and rushed up the mountain. His Mi'er was really back.
It’s great that she didn’t lie to him. Mi’er, I’m here to find you. You have to wait for me.
I don’t know if it was really telepathy, but when Xunmi was about to leave the imperial mausoleum to find her husband, she inexplicably stopped.
She had a hunch that her husband would come to find her, and coupled with the fluctuations in the contract, she decided to wait in the imperial mausoleum.
Out of boredom, I collected all my intact treasures, sorted them into categories, and prepared to take them all away when my husband came.
Liangtong and Fuqi have been reincarnated, and this place has become an ordinary tomb.
"Mi'er." Xunmi, who was sitting on the bed swinging her legs, waited for her dear husband to come.
She rushed over, put her arms around her husband's neck, hooked her long legs around his waist, and looked like a big doll.
Li Yi hugged the big doll that he had lost and found again tightly, put his hands on her little butt, and slapped it twice.
"Ayi, I'm back."
"Welcome back."
Her beautiful smile warmed his heart, and her simple words intoxicated him.
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