Chapter 2057 Cross-Time Romance 1
Early in the morning, the Emperor's impatient roar echoed from the council hall of the Jiyue Dynasty.
With his gilded robes swaying slightly, Du Linyuan slammed his fist on the table and stood up, sternly refusing the advice from the court officials urging him to take a concubine.
"In my heart, there is a white moonlight."
“When he was five years old, I saw him descend from the sky, dressed in white, more beautiful than any other scenery in the world.”
"I have promised that I will marry no one but him in this life. You all must not try to persuade me anymore, not even to the point of dying for me!"
After he finished speaking, the court was completely silent.
Perhaps feeling that it would be too shameful to die for the sake of taking a concubine, he did not hear any further words of comfort until he returned to his bedchamber.
Du Linyuan was in a good mood, and he read the memorials much faster than usual.
However, after dealing with so many things, I couldn't help but feel melancholy again.
The immortal said his name was Si Jin, and that they would meet again if fate allowed.
But he is twenty-five years old this year, and when he recalls the last time they met, it was twenty years ago.
During this period, many people suspected that he had gone mad, was sick, or had become mentally unstable. There were even imperial physicians who, with the Empress Dowager's orders, secretly treated him.
But only he knew that he wasn't sick; he was just waiting for someone he hadn't seen in a long time.
For some reason, he always felt that person would reappear, and even if it was just to see him one last time before he died, it would be worth it.
"Sigh." With a soft sigh, Du Linyuan slowly got up. His personal eunuch helped him wash and dress. After dismissing everyone else, he put on only an undergarment and sat in front of the bronze mirror, staring blankly.
Perhaps it was because of his longing, but before long, he discovered that another world was reflected in the bronze mirror.
The walls there were pure white, and there were many novelties he had never seen before. There was an iron box on the ground that moved on its own, and wherever it swept, everything became spotless.
Looking further into the distance, you can see a snow-white door.
It has no carvings or window paper, only a vague membrane, through which the sound of flowing water can be heard.
It seems to be that world, a place for bathing.
A moment later, the sound of water stopped, the white door opened, and someone slowly walked out, with a pure white bath towel tied around their waist.
Looking further up, the water droplets on his abs hadn't yet fallen, scattered irregularly in various sizes.
Her short, dark hair was still wet with water, which dripped from the ends down to her collarbone, only to be casually wiped away by the man holding up a towel.
Immediately afterwards, the man sat down in front of the bronze mirror, facing him silently through the mirror.
Du Linyuan's pupils dilated involuntarily. He was stunned. His hand gripping the edge of the table tightened slowly. His gaze shifted back and forth, scanning that face several times.
It was finally confirmed that this strangely dressed person with short hair was indeed Si Jin!
They won't admit their mistakes.
Over the years, in his search for that person, he has drawn countless portraits and painted countless times. The immortal's delicate features, including every smile and frown from that brief meeting, are all imprinted in his mind without any mistakes.
But this one in front of me is clearly completely different from the ones I've seen before.
Du Linyuan wondered if he was dreaming. Putting aside the fact that his clothes were revealing, his body and hair were gifts from his parents, so how could they just cut them off like that, and cut them so short!
He simply closed his eyes and slapped his face twice—he was dreaming, he must be dreaming, and when he woke up, he could see the real immortal again.
Du Linyuan kept deceiving himself, hoping to see something else in the bronze mirror after opening his eyes, but when he looked again, the scene of the other world had completely disappeared, and the bronze mirror returned to normal.
He can see nothing but himself.
"..."
Du Linyuan blinked twice, a sense of unprecedented panic rising in his heart.
What should I do? It seems I've angered the immortal.
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