I want my body back, she thought.
He Qing didn't know what to do, so he had to desperately think of the words "leave my body", and then used a stupid method, concentrating his energy on trying to mobilize his fingers and start the attack from this subtle point.
And this method was actually effective. Slowly, He Qing felt that he had entered a very mysterious state and controlled his fingers to move slightly.
The joy of success made her relax for a moment, and then she sank into the helpless situation again.
But this time, He Qing was no longer discouraged, but tried again from the beginning.
Fingers, palms, arms... However, at this time, the other party also recovered from the shock, realized that her body was not under her control, and began to fight for control. He Qing felt as if a heavy invisible pressure rushed over, suppressing her and making her unable to move.
Such strength did not scare her, but instead aroused He Qing's boundless anger.
"Get out of my body!" She was filled with such anger, and tried her best to concentrate her mind to seize control of her body and got into a stalemate with the other party.
This was a battle of life and death. The two men had never communicated with each other, but they had an invisible tacit understanding. They silently accumulated all their strength and threw themselves into this war.
Then, at a certain moment, the struggle reached a delicate balance. The body, originally standing on the ground, suddenly lost control and fell to the ground with a thud. But neither of them, racing against time, noticed. They were stuck in a stalemate. Whoever could hold on to the end would be the winner.
In this stalemate, the souls of the two people - let's just say so - began to merge and devour each other, becoming a community that was difficult to separate for the time being.
Countless memories came roaring in, pulling He Qing into another world.
A world completely different from the Chu Dynasty she had lived in for eighteen years. There, the feudal society of centralized imperial power had completely collapsed. Capitalism and socialism swept across the world. Industrial and technological revolutions took place one after another. The entire world was turned upside down, a magnificent and glorious world that He Qing had never imagined.
It turns out that the long river of history is moving forward and will become like this in the future.
As if she had glimpsed the essence of the world, the realm of gods, a generous and surging emotion stirred in He Qing's soul, making her tremble.
I was so dazzled that I almost forgot what day it was and who I was.
But the magnificent world isn't the point; the protagonist is an ordinary girl living in this world. He Qing quickly realized that this might be the memory of the lonely soul within her. If so, wouldn't the other party also be able to see her memories?
Compared with the other party, his life was unremarkable, except for the surprising ending, which was a humiliation that He Qing would never want anyone to know.
This little bit of shame quickly brought her back to her senses, and she felt a bit ashamed and angry. This strong emotion pushed He Qing forward, and she suddenly felt a sense of no return.
With this bit of courage, He Qing gained momentum and suddenly broke through some invisible shackles.
She couldn't see, hear or feel, but somehow she had a sense of realization: I won and got my own body back.
As soon as his mind relaxed, he fell into an endless drowsiness.
After an unknown amount of time, He Qing regained her consciousness, and gradually regained consciousness. She moved slightly, and found that her body ached everywhere, as if she had been through endless fatigue, or as if she had just recovered from a serious illness.
He Qing opened his eyes and was surprised to find himself lying on the ground.
A sharp pain shot through the back of her head, probably from bumping it when she fell. She slowly relaxed and sat up. Looking at the familiar room, the familiar layout, everything familiar, she suddenly burst into tears.
She is back.
She is still alive.
Gu Zheng was a little surprised. "Could it be that Prime Minister Xue mentioned me to the Empress Dowager?"
"I only mentioned it in a memorial." Xue Zhidao stroked his beard. "The Empress Dowager's methods and courage are far greater than I imagined. It is a blessing for our dynasty. With Yu Sheng's assistance, I think we can rest easy!"
"As a student, I still need the guidance of my predecessors." Gu Zheng said with his head down.
Xue Zhidao smiled and said, "I'm old now. It's time to make room for you young people."
"Prime Minister Xue is still in good health. It's too early to bring up these things now." Gu Zheng did not lose his mind because of the other party's praise.
Indeed, Prime Minister Xue had mentioned him in his memorial, and the Empress Dowager had sent him to deliver this imperial edict, indicating that he would be used in the future. Xue knew that his time in the court would not last long. But no matter what, it would not be this year. At least, we would have to wait until the child in Empress Dowager Zhang's belly was born before we could know the outcome.
So no one can tell what the ending will be.
The two men really had no friendship. Even though Xue Zhidao had written a letter to Gu Zheng before, asking him to speak for the empress dowager in the court, and seemed to be recommending him to replace his position, Gu Zheng was grateful for this favor, but he also did not forget that before that, it was Xue Zhidao who had been suppressing him and not letting him stand out.
Although it was well-intentioned, people were worried that he was young and impulsive, and if he rose too quickly, he would be easily defeated. But it was more because of their different political views.
It is an indisputable fact that there are huge differences between the two in all aspects.
So, having said this, Gu Zheng stood up and said goodbye. Xue Zhidao walked two steps away, but he repeatedly declined. As he turned to leave, he suddenly remembered someone and turned to ask, "Prime Minister Xue, do you know the Supreme Master Huiru?"
"Of course I know that. The title of Princess Anping was handed down by me. This princess is a miserable person. She is like an invisible person in the palace. No one would think of her unless something happens. She is very low-key and there are few rumors about her outside. Why?" Xue Zhidao looked puzzled.
Gu Zheng shook his head, "I saw it in the palace today, and suddenly remembered it."
In fact, he is knowledgeable and well-informed. As a member of the royal family, how could he not remember He Qing's life?
Born in the last years of Emperor Hui's reign, she was less than a year old when he passed away and was succeeded by Emperor Ling. This emperor, who cared little for the throne, naturally paid no attention to his infant sister, not even bestowing her with a title, allowing her to grow up in obscurity. It wasn't until his nephew, Emperor Xian, ascended the throne that he discovered there was another young aunt in the palace. He bestowed upon her the title of Grand Princess Anping, briefly bringing her into the public eye, but she was quickly forgotten.
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