Gu Xiao defeated the Western Regions and returned to the court. My prison cart passed by him.
I looked haggard and miserable, while he was wearing armor and looked full of vigor. I saw him smiling at a certain place, and the obvious affection in his smile hurt my eyes.
It was Yun Yuan. She was looking down from the restaurant, with an unparalleled beauty, like a goddess.
Just a few months after Yun Yuan was crowned as queen, Gu Xiao went to the border, and later to the Western Regions, while Yun Yuan had been staying in Shengjing to accompany the emperor. I can't figure out how they got together. Does the Emperor of Daxia know about it?
However, these are no longer my concerns. I am locked in a cell, with heavy chains clanking. In this corner where no sunlight can penetrate, time seems to have stopped. Apart from rats and cockroaches, no one comes to see me.
The day before my execution, someone finally came to see me. It was An Jingyun.
He was wearing his favorite clothes with green bamboo patterns, which were elegant and refined, and totally out of place in the dark cell. He brought my favorite pastries, no, maybe not me, but the former An Mengru.
"Brother." I called him.
He looked at me and said, "You are not my sister."
My pupils constricted. There was nothing I couldn't tell before I died, so I asked him, "When did you find out?"
He looked at me, with emotions in his eyes that I didn't understand.
"I never doubted you before, but ever since... I saw some magical powers, I know that in such a big world, some people are always different. I don't know if you are a wild spirit or a lonely ghost, but you should never use my sister's body to do something that goes against national justice. If I hadn't gone to the battlefield, if I hadn't... the Anguo Mansion would have ceased to exist long ago."
I didn't care at all, looking through the wooden fence: "I am an invader from outside. Isn't it normal that I have no sense of national honor?" As for the Anguo Mansion, I have no feelings for it, so I don't care even more.
“Not everyone is like you.”
I wondered, "Besides me, are there other alien invaders?"
An Jingyun didn't answer me: "Can you tell me about your world?"
There's nothing wrong with that. The cell is quiet and scary, and I just happen to need someone to talk to.
I told him a lot about five thousand years of civilization, the rapid development of modern society, the communication technology that makes the world so close, high-speed rail, rockets...
An Jingyun listened attentively and asked me, "Do people in your world have supernatural powers, such as... entering dreams?"
"How is that possible?" Seeing his cautious look, I suddenly understood something. "Are you asking Yun Yuan? Can she enter dreams?"
Many of my doubts were answered in an instant.
Why did Xia Yanjin know the formula of gunpowder during the war?
Why did the artillery from Kyoto reach the battlefield in one day?
Why Shengjing could remotely control the battle and make Xia Yanjin change tactics.
Why is An Jingyun not afraid of going to the battlefield? Because he has her behind him.
Why does Gu Xiao like Yun Yuan? Because she can enter his dreams, and they often meet in their dreams.
"She's a witch! She's a witch!" I shouted. "You've all been bewitched by her. She's the Daji sent down by Heaven to disrupt the government. You know Daji, right? She's a vixen, uh..."
An Jingyun was cold and ruthless. He held the dagger in his slender white hand and stabbed it into my heart.
My voice stopped abruptly and I fell to the ground with blood gushing out.
He said, "No one can say anything bad about her, including you."
Crazy, this world is crazy.
It hurt so much, my consciousness started to blur, and I heard the prison guards rushing over.
I am beyond help. Before I die, I pray that I can return to modern society. This time, I just want to be an ordinary person.
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