Chapter 259 The Greatest Fortune in This Life
"Senior brother, you're here." She was stunned for a long time before she slowly spoke, her soft voice carrying a hint of grievance and pitifulness. As if realizing that her emotions were not quite right, Mu Jianjian smiled and said, "Long time no see."
Chi Wenqing's eyes were clear and bright, but they became deep after sensing the girl's change in mood. "Jianjian, you don't have to be so distant with me."
These words were like a slit in the heart, causing tears to stream down Mu Jianjian's face. She pouted, lowered her head, and whispered, "Senior brother... what happened after I fainted?"
Her mind was in turmoil, and many unknown questions rolled toward her like a giant sphere. Before she lost consciousness, she felt that her senior brother was coming, but after thinking about it carefully, the torn scroll on the ground was clearly Baili Mochen's.
Chi Wenqing raised his hand and gently rubbed her head. "Jianjian, you don't need to think about these things now. I've already taken care of everything. You just need to focus on getting better."
Despite bearing old wounds, she remained completely unfazed and charged head-on at the people from the upper realm. Only this naive little girl in front of me could do that.
"Where is Baili Mochen?" Mu Jianjian's eyes darted around, and after hesitating for a moment, she finally asked.
I hope my senior brother doesn't kill me...
It's not that I sympathize with this person, but I'm worried about what to do with the mess that Duyunfang is in.
"Instead of worrying about that person, Jianjian should focus on healing her wounds." Chi Wenqing's tone was unfriendly, and his voice gradually turned cold.
Mu Jianjian nodded obediently, showing a strong will to survive. Hearing her senior brother's words, she knew that nothing serious had happened to him. "Then senior brother should have already seen Wan Xing, right? Is she here now?"
"Hmm." Chi Wenqing nodded, not particularly concerned.
"After I disappeared from the Demon Palace, what happened to the others?" Mu Jianjian bit her lip, lowered her head to think for a moment, and then looked up to meet Chi Wenqing's dark eyes, but subconsciously looked away.
"Is this what Jianjian cares about most?" Chi Wenqing smiled, but there was a dark undertone in his expression.
Mu Jianjian raised her hand to touch her hair bun, but it was empty. She met the man's eyes again. "Senior brother, I accidentally lost the hairpin you gave me—"
Ever since Shi Dong snatched the hairpin, she has felt empty inside. Fortunately, Baili Yicheng said that the hairpin was with her senior brother and could be found again.
Before the words had even finished, a golden hairpin made of three intertwined flowers appeared in their field of vision, shimmering with a metallic luster under the sunlight—
It is exactly the same as the Three Stone Flower in Mu Jianjian's memory.
Mu Jianjian suddenly took the hairpin from Chi Wenqing's hand, lifted it up and carefully stroked the carved patterns on it, along with the three flowers on it that reflected light like glass. The tears that had been stopped flowed again. She looked up and stared intently into the other person's eyes.
"...You know all this, don't you?" Her tone was cautious, tentative, yet full of hope.
Yes.
She asked first what happened to everyone else after she disappeared from the Demon Palace, largely because she didn't want to find out if her senior brother and the little prince were the same person.
Even if they have some suspicions in their minds, they don't want to make a decision.
If they are truly the same person, it can only mean that the young prince Nian Qing, who was once so vivid in her memory, is no longer in this world.
And in the endless, lonely years of ten thousand years ago, he was the only one who passed through them in solitude.
Chi Wenqing didn't say much, but slowly pulled the girl into his arms.
Mu Jianjian bit her lip and broke free from the white-robed man's embrace. She met his gaze, her eyes moist and vulnerable, like crystal-clear pearls. "Your Highness?"
This hairpin, made by the young prince ten thousand years ago, was handed to her by her senior brother ten thousand years later.
She used to naively believe that this was something obtained from the Xuan Tian Secret Realm, but little did she know that it was carved by the young prince using the Three Stone Flowers.
Chi Wenqing traced the girl's face with his eyes, and memories from ten thousand years ago resurfaced in his mind. But this time, the girl's touch felt real and strong.
This was his silent admission.
The doubts in Mu Jianjian's mind were resolved.
After obtaining the Broken Brocade Scroll from the Tree Spirit of the Wood Spirit Clan, Senior Brother's strength gradually increased. His familiarity with her from beginning to end, as well as his subtle care for her, were all proof that the two had known each other for ten thousand years.
She initially thought it was just the original villain's kindness and protectiveness towards his junior sister before he turned evil, but now it seems there are clues to these things.
There are also various vague familiarities between my senior brother and me regarding matters of the upper realm. Judging from these details alone, my senior brother is indeed from the upper realm.
But what followed was even more confusion.
What great battle took place between the Celestial Palace and the Demon Realm ten thousand years ago? Why has the Upper Realm become what it is today? Who is the mastermind behind this? And where in the Upper Realm are the enemies preventing her from completing her mission?
“Jianjian, don’t think about these things now,” Chi Wenqing said, knowing why the girl had suddenly fallen silent. “Many people are involved in the matter of ten thousand years, and now is not the time for you to know.”
"Oh—" Mu Jianjian drawled out her words, as if deep in thought, "So, Senior Brother, can you tell me who Yaoling is to you? You don't want to talk about the Great War of the Upper Realm ten thousand years ago, but you should at least talk about this, right?"
I really care about this person's existence.
Even though she chose to go to the Primordial Tower to find the young prince ten thousand years ago, this thorn still remained in her heart.
The girl's tone seemed to have a hint of seduction, making the listener's heart itch. The topic seemed to be casually thrown out, but there was still a slightly sour tone in it.
Chi Wenqing was taken aback. He hadn't expected that the other party would not pry into the matter but instead bring it up. Only then was a crack to appear in his gentle and refined appearance. The girl's image was reflected in his dark eyes. "I thought you would come back from her body, so I kept her."
He could hear the uncertainty and slight jealousy in the girl's tone. Her tone was very straightforward, revealing the feelings she had kept hidden for thousands of years to the two of them.
“I have always wanted to see you again, whether it was ten thousand years ago or now,” Chi Wenqing seemed to remember something, a faint smile flashing in her eyes, “I originally thought that getting the Three Stone Flower would allow you to stay by my side after your soul was fixed, but I found that I was wrong. What does not belong to me will always leave one day, no matter when.”
Mu Jianjian bit her lip, tears slowly streaming down her face, her heart filled with mixed emotions.
"But I have never regretted it, Jianjian. Meeting you is the luckiest thing in my life."
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