If I accept Mo Ziyan as a time traveler, how is it different from the visions and dreams in the mirror and water?

He didn't want to deceive Mo Ziyan and tried to make Mo Ziyan give up in this way, but he still underestimated Mo Ziyan's feelings.

At this moment, Jiang Zhige felt full of guilt and confusion, and he didn't even have the courage to face Mo Ziyan.

If he had not modified those memories, if he could accept Mo Ziyan with an open mind, perhaps he would not have let Mo Ziyan suffer so much.

Jiang Zhige's emotions were surging, and in the end he did not help Mo Ziyan up, and his figure disappeared into the mountains and forests.

After Jiang Zhige left, Ning Qiu Shui was the first to come back to his senses.

Although they hadn't seen each other for thirty years, she didn't rush to chase Jiang Zhige, but walked towards Mo Ziyan.

Ning Qiushui reached out to help Mo Ziyan up, and sighed helplessly: "Miss Ziyan, why worry about it, don't you know him yet?"

Mo Ziyan's tears flowed like a stream, and she was speechless and choked.

"That guy is just pretending to be ruthless."

"What we should do is not to cry on our own and make him sad, but to wait until he can no longer pretend."

Mo Ziyan knelt in front of the door for thirty years, and Ning Qiushui and Qi Muyao also waited for thirty years. However, neither they nor Mo Ziyan could be called Jiang Zhige's Taoist partner.

Mo Ziyan's crying eased a little after hearing this, and scenes from the past emerged in her mind.

It seems that my master has always been cold on the outside but warm on the inside. If he was really as cold as ice, why would he run to the wilderness to save her?

Back then, she also knelt in front of Jiang Zhige, but did not receive any love or care. However, she still moved Jiang Zhige and he took the risk to marry her.

Now that I know Jiang Zhige's feelings, why should I be as disheartened as I was back then?

As Ning Qiu Shui said, Mo Ziyan only needs to wait until Jiang Zhige becomes the same as he was back then, unable to suppress his inner feelings any more.

Mo Ziyan wiped her tears and choked up, "Thank you, thank you."

Ning Qiushui smiled sweetly and said meaningfully: "Why thank you? You and I are not good friends who are in the same boat."

Jiang Zhige nowadays seems to be isolating himself from the world. Not to mention Ning Qiu Shui, Mo Ziyan and the other two women have to start over with him.

Whoever can occupy the most important position in Jiang Zhige's heart the fastest will become the beauty standing by his side.

Mo Ziyan was stunned when he heard this, and then realized that something was wrong.

If Jiang Zhige did not change after his rebirth and chose to be with Su Qingqiu, with whom he had three lives and three worlds, Mo Ziyan and Nangong Rou would still have a chance to stay with Jiang Zhige.

With Su Qingqiu in front of them, Mo Ziyan and Nangong Rou would not have any complaints no matter whether they were mistresses or concubines.

Unfortunately, Jiang Zhige has abandoned his previous thousand years of life and chose to start over as Jiang Pingchuan.

With Ning Qiu Shui's deep affection, if she could successfully untie Jiang Zhige's heart knot, she would definitely monopolize Jiang Zhige's whole body and mind, and would not let other women enter Jiang Zhige's world.

By then, Mo Ziyan would no longer have the chance to get Jiang Zhige's love, and would no longer have the chance to stay by Jiang Zhige's side as his disciple.

Mo Ziyan's expression became firm, and she nodded, "We won't lose!"

If Jiang Zhige was reborn through nirvana, then she, Nangong Rousu Qingqiu would be the variables in Jiang Zhige's second life.

How could the thousand years of past that could not be abandoned be lost to Ning Qiu Shui alone?

Ning Qiu Shui couldn't help but laugh and shook her head, "Lose? If you regard this affection as a fight, then you won't win his heart."

Back then, she misunderstood Jiang Zhige's feelings and chose to leave Tianyun Pavilion sadly. Now, she will never let go no matter what.

Not far away, Qi Muyao, who was listening to the conversation between the two women, couldn't help but feel envious.

She did not ask to occupy an important position in Jiang Zhige's heart, nor did she ask to make Jiang Zhige love her alone. As long as she could have a place in Jiang Zhige's heart, she would die without regrets.

As dusk fell, Jiang Zhige, who had been away for a long time, returned to the mountains and forests.

During this period of time, he did not go anywhere else, but just went to find Lu Tianjiao to drink to relieve his sorrow. Unfortunately, no matter how much he drank, he still couldn't suppress the emotions in his heart.

After Jiang Zhige came back, he was about to go back to his room to continue his retreat, but suddenly he noticed there was another building nearby, and his face turned bitter.

Compared to his cabin, the three buildings next to it are obviously more elegant, but they are all built around the cabin.

Such a beautiful woman took the initiative to ask for help, but Jiang Zhige refused to accept it. Putting aside his identity as Emperor Xuancang, he was simply ungrateful.

However, he is not unromantic, nor is his heart as hard as iron.

Ning Qiu Shui and Qi Muyao were both fine, Jiang Zhige could just let things take their own course, if they were in love then things would work out naturally, but towards Mo Ziyan, he only felt guilty, he didn't want to get involved with and defile such an affectionate and pitiful girl.

If Jiang Zhige allowed Mo Ziyan's feelings to develop like this, he really didn't know how it would end.

He couldn't hide or avoid her, and even after pretending to be heartless and secluded himself for thirty years, he still couldn't force Mo Ziyan to leave. What else could he do? Dissuade her with words? Ignore her?

Such an action is of no use at all, and might even make Mo Ziyan even more devoted to him.

During the thirty years of seclusion, Jiang Zhige had thought about and even doubted his true identity more than once due to the difficult-to-explain complex emotions he had experienced.

If he was really the Emperor Xuan Cang in his memory, would he choose to accept Mo Ziyan again? The answer was clear. After they separated, he still silently protected Mo Ziyan for hundreds of years. How could he avoid Mo Ziyan's feelings?

Unfortunately, Jiang Zhige is not Jiang Zhige after all. No matter whether he is the Emperor Xuancang in memory or not, he is now just a time traveler.

Since he knew his identity as a time traveler, if he accepted Mo Ziyan against his will, would he still be Jiang Zhige? However, since he was Jiang Zhige, why did he need to use the word "against his will" when he chose to accept Mo Ziyan? For thirty years, these disordered emotions filled Jiang Zhige's heart, making him feel as if his soul had been torn in half, and he was schizophrenic and could not distinguish between his real and fake self.

Originally, if he had just avoided Mo Ziyan and the other two women, he would not have had these emotions. Unfortunately, not only was he unable to avoid them, but even thirty years of seclusion had not made Mo Ziyan give up.

"Brother Chuan, are you back?"

At this moment, a low voice called out from not far away.

Jiang Zhige temporarily suppressed his inner thoughts and turned to look at the person who came.

Qi Muyao's clothes were stained with dirt, and she was holding a sickle stained with grass, looking for his location.

After successfully embarking on the path of cultivation, although Qi Muyao still could not see, her movements were much easier and she was already very familiar with the surrounding environment.

For thirty years, apart from practicing, she has been taking care of and planning the nearby scenery, making this place truly like a fairyland.

"Ayao, I haven't seen you for thirty years. You are already an immortal. Why do you still want to stay here?"

Jiang Zhige sighed softly. Although he had already embarked on the path of cultivation, compared to the pure and innocent Ning Qiu Shui and others, Qi Muyao was more like a maid who guarded the house.

"I, I"

Qi Muyao lowered her head, not daring to answer.