Accompany
So where did the puppets go?
Jiang Nian came back to his senses from this series of events and turned to look at the meditation mat beside him.
The mat was still empty.
“…”
I have to find the original owner quickly, otherwise I won’t be able to go back if I don’t tell her.
She also wants to see Xiao Yingzhu.
She's been through so much hardship along the way, why is she still stuck here after all the problems have been resolved...
Jiang Nian lowered his face indifferently, walked around the temple, and looked at the place where Li father and son were standing, his gaze suddenly paused.
The ground in that place seemed older than that in other places.
Could it be that the time and space she is in now is different from the time and space where she placed the puppet, so she can't find it?
What if I try standing there?
Jiang Nian walked forward a few steps and found that the land seemed to be covered by a circle of stealthy glass. He could not move forward and could only stand there and watch.
?
After a moment of confusion, Jiang Nian turned around and looked around.
Is there anything else I missed?
Her gaze paused around the temple, and suddenly fell on a door that appeared out of thin air behind her.
A door that is completely different from this era.
When did it appear?
Jiang Nian stared at the door in a daze, and suddenly, as if his body was controlled, he walked forward involuntarily.
She stretched out her hand and placed it on the cold door handle. Her loose hair covered half of her face, blocking her peripheral vision.
The moment she turned the doorknob, the surrounding space seemed to be distorted, ripples appeared, and her vision blurred for a moment, and she found herself standing on a flat grassland.
The surrounding area is the official road leading to an unknown country. On the endless plain, the blue moon is bright and clear. The gentle and invisible wind blows through Jiang Nian's long hair that is scattered behind her shoulders, bringing her thoughts back to this place.
The sound of horse hooves could be heard in the distance. Jiang Nian turned her head, her hair slightly messed up by the wind, and looked towards the official road.
The carriage there seemed to blend in with the darkness of the night. If it weren't for the bright lights shining through the windows and the sound of hooves raising dust, it would be easily overlooked.
She was subconsciously frightened by the tall carriage coming in the moonlight, and subconsciously took a few steps back.
The carriage passed by quickly in front of Jiang Nian. He looked inside through the raised curtain. Meng Jian's profile appeared in his sight for a moment, and then it quickly rushed forward.
“…”
Meng Jian?
Which time period is this? Is it the time period she was in? Or—or before she came?
Where is he going now?
She left Huandu still harboring hatred. To her, Meng Jian was like a time bomb that could explode at any moment, shattering her hard-earned peaceful life.
Jiang Nian's breathing became rapid. In her dream, her heartbeat had never been so real. Her eyes followed the carriage closely.
No, she couldn't find Meng Jian in reality.
But in dreams, she can!
What's more, this is not a special dream, but a dream that can reflect the real past and future.
......
The sound of Jiang Nian's heartbeat could be clearly heard in his ears.
Life is beating vigorously.
Before the future crisis comes, she still has the opportunity to glimpse what will happen in the future.
Since it was a dream—since it was a dream...she had the right to chase after this speeding carriage!
Jiang Nian's breathing became a little rapid, and she even felt dizzy. All her nerves were urging her to run forward, run forward -
A cool breeze blew across her hair from behind, and she seemed to feel lighter all over. The carriage in front of her, which seemed far away, suddenly seemed closer to her.
The gentle evening breeze brought bits and pieces of conversation from the carriage to Jiang Nian's ears. She was in a trance for a moment, and she switched to a God's perspective, standing above the carriage, staring down at what was happening in front of her.
"Your Highness, abandoning the plan midway would be a complete waste of all our efforts. I cannot bear this. You absolutely cannot do this!"
"Besides, Your Highness—most of the territory there has been occupied by the rebels, and the people have lost their support..."
It seemed as if Meng Jian already knew what his subordinates, who had been following him all the way, were going to say.
They have always hoped that they could live to see the day when Huandu is destroyed.
However, Huandu won a great victory in the battle against Donglan, and the famine was alleviated by the insect repellents and fertilizers developed by the Liangdu pharmacy, and all things were developing in a positive direction.
If the royal family knew that they had returned empty-handed, wouldn't it be a complete loss of face?
The subordinates who followed him were his mother's confidants, who had sworn a death oath and would never disobey it.
Meng Jian lowered his eyes to the confidant who was half-kneeling with his head bowed in front of him, and after a moment he slowly raised his gaze again.
The moonlight outside was desolate, hanging high in the sky.
Just like the night when the city was breached, the fire seemed to lick the sky, and the cries, groans and sounds of fighting foreshadowed nightmares every night thereafter. After suddenly breaking free from the cold sweat and panic, he was comforted by the cold moon.
He was weak and powerless, without any power. After losing his mother, he was like a child who had just entered the world with amputated limbs. He could only hide in the dark, gradually gathering forces except for his confidants, trying to return to Huandu, and once again return all the nightmares that had lingered around him to them, just like when Huandu massacred their capital.
New revenges are paid off. When will the cycle of revenge end?
Hatred dominated his mind, controlled his brain, and drove him to gather all the forces he could gather and recruit, and then lurk in Huandu for several years, even if it was just to let the blood cover the prosperous capital city and turn the peace and warmth of the past into corpses and maggots.
Every time he made plans for the next step in his plan, his remaining sanity was divided and questioned him again -
Is this really what you want?
Is this really the result you want?
Who will answer him? Who will tell him? No one.
Those who could answer him were buried deep in the rotten soil among millions of corpses, turned into spring mud, and covered by patches of wild grass, so that their original burial places could no longer be found.
The eyes of the close confidants and confidants around him were filled with bloodshot cruelty, and they stretched their butcher knives towards various places in Huandu.
Then the so-called justice and the so-called revenge for blood debt are nothing more than another excuse for massacre?
He seemed to be bound by his conscience.
I couldn't pull out the knife and couldn't do it.
He hated Huandu so much, but when he saw the simple people who were just like those in his hometown, he stopped.
It was as if the vines he had planted in the palace during his childhood had come back to life and become fresh again, expressing their love for him by wrapping themselves around him and stopping all his movements.
The people around him urged him on, hoping that he would be like the new king and lead them to divide the new land.
However, Meng Jian knew that he could no longer easily peel off the bones and skin of the people in the village where Qing and Yu were killed, and vent his malice and hatred at will.
He was bound by the so-called etiquette he learned from his mother since childhood.
He was not born to be an emperor.
The confidant in front of him was still kneeling in the carriage, with his head down, waiting for his instructions.
Meng Jian came back to his senses from the vast moonlight, and his eyes suddenly fell on the neck of his confidant.
It seems that everyone's neck is so fragile. Even if one is in a high position, he or she will be helpless in the face of the butcher knife of fate.
Millions of vows, countless sorrows, and endless causes and effects will all turn into dust before it comes.
Under the swaying, dim light, Meng Yao stared at his empty hands in front of him, and suddenly lost his mind.
Is he going to be the kind of person who wields the butcher knife, destroys cause and effect, and stains the land with blood?
In the endless night, he had been thinking about revenge.
But after revenge clouded my vision, when I looked back at the things I once wanted and desired, I couldn't find any of them.
Abandoning the darkness entrenched in his heart, he didn't even know what to do after taking revenge.
Did he really want to stand in the blood-soaked soil and turn around to sit on the bloody throne?
Then, there is a new round, endless, about entanglement and revenge with others and him.
......
In the moment of despair, he suddenly remembered the words his mother said when she pushed him into the secret passage: "Don't let hatred erode your eyes."
To stop killing with killing is to lose even if you win.
Jiang Nian couldn't tell what Meng Jian was thinking. In fact, Meng Jian was lost in thought for a very short time, only two or three seconds, before he raised his eyelashes again.
"Xuanmo attacked Huandu first, and the culprit behind the disaster is someone else. Yet, they still presumptuously claim to be kings of their homeland. How can I tolerate weeds growing there?"
"this..."
There are thousands of ways to interpret a sentence. The confidant didn't know what he was thinking of, his eyes flickered, and even though he lowered his head again, he said loudly: "Yes!"
“…”
Jiang Nian's gaze fell on Meng Jian's face. Under the cold moonlight, his expression seemed to become fierce and clear, no longer looking so frightening.
The black fog that lingered around him seemed to dissipate, but it wrapped around him again in an even thicker way.
Before he completes this seemingly endless journey home, perhaps they won't see each other for a long time.
Jiang Nian was distracted for a moment, and suddenly wanted to lower her head to look at Meng Jian's lowered eyes, but suddenly a pulling force came from her body, pulling her out of the carriage and away into the distance.
The sound of the wind blocked her eyes as she tried to open them, her whole body rose into the air, and the door of the temple opened again.
She wanted to reach out and grab the carriage heading towards Xuan Mo, but she grabbed a ball of air, and her heart became lonely.
I don't know if I'm sighing at the impermanence of this world, or if I'm sighing again that the people or things that accompany us day and night can disappear and change in just a moment.
—
The bright afternoon light filtered through the window frame that was not drawn and shone into the room.
The breath that was stuck in the chest suddenly unleashed, and the person lying on the bed who was sleeping soundly suddenly moved his eyelashes and slowly opened his eyes from the gauze curtain.
A series of dreams that felt like running away made her exhausted.
Jiang Nian leaned on the pillow in a daze for a while, and his mind was filled with the scenes in his dream that kept replaying.
There was no time to figure out where I was or whose house I was in.
But surprisingly, compared to her mental fatigue, her body was intact, as if she had not been injured by the arrow, nor had her skin been scratched by the rough frozen soil and grass. The avalanche in her sight was just an illusion she imagined, and nothing had happened.
Jiang Nian stared at the azure sky. After a moment, he slowly raised his hands in the air. Looking at his hands, he suddenly felt like he had survived a disaster.
......
She opened her hands, slowly closed them, and then opened them again.
It has returned to its original state, but what about the original owner?
The puppet she placed on the Zen cushion.
She sighed suddenly, propped herself up and looked out the window.
There was a bright scene, where green leaves overlapped with the pink of spring, indicating that she had arrived at a new—
"New World".
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