Die Landschaft ist wie ein Gemälde

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Panic flashed in Zi Yingfeng's eyes: "No...no! You are my Jin'er. I've guarded that soulless body for over ten years. Just when I was about to give up and despair, you came back. You really came back, but you...you have no memory. I don't blame you, I really don't blame you. It's better if you don't remember...it's better if you don't remember...we can start over..."

Zi Yingfeng's words were like a thunderclap, leaving Zi Jin stunned on the spot.

A body without a soul? Does that refer to Zi Jin's true form? When I was with Zi Jin, she never showed any human expression.

When Zi Jin's soul left her body, she was clearly an innocent child. How could she have lost her soul? But as soon as she entered this body, she could understand and write the words of this world, and she always felt familiar with her surroundings. Why was that?

Seeing Zi Jin's utterly disbelieving expression, Zi Yingfeng hurriedly said, "Jin'er, the Nalan Southern Clan is a descendant of the gods. If they can obtain the hidden soul, they can survive. I've always had you wear the Soul Gathering Jade and the wooden hairpin because I was afraid your soul would be scattered..."

“Nalan Nan Clan?...Nalan Fengyin?…” Zi Jin suddenly recalled those heart-wrenching cries, and realized that she had come into this world following those cries.

A distant voice kept calling Fengyin's name in his ear: Fengyin... Fengyin... Fengyin... Nalan Fengyin... It sounded like longing, like grief, like expectation. The voice was as clear and cold as the clinking of jade stones—it was him! The white-haired man!

Zi Jin shook off the voice in her head and glared sharply at Zi Yinfeng: "Do you take me for a three-year-old child? Why are you being so nice to me and deceiving me like this? You ancient people all seem pure and kind to others, but you don't know that your hearts are already full of a thousand thoughts. Don't expect me to trust any of you again!"

Jun Lin looked at Zi Jin and sneered, "I didn't realize you kept everything to yourself. I underestimated you before."

Unbeknownst to everyone, Emperor Xuanlong's gaze as he looked at Zi Jin was already completely blank.

Zi Jin's mind was in complete confusion. If what Zi Yingfeng said was true, did she really belong here?

She came from the 21st century, her name was Nalan Fengyin. How did she die? Why can't she remember? How long has she been drifting in this strange world? Why are her memories of her past life so blurry and unclear? Could she really be the original soul of Zi Jin?

No, no, she was just a passerby in this world. Although she occupied Zi Jin's body, she endured the hellish palace life for the sake of the Zi clan, and now she no longer owed Zi Jin anything.

west Le's face was a little pale. She grabbed Zi Jin's hand tightly and said, "Let's go!"

Zi Jin slowly raised her head and smiled slightly: It's time to say goodbye.

"Stop! You still owe me an explanation. How can I let you off so easily?" Jun Lin's voice turned even colder as he watched Zi Jin and Xi Le leave together without any hesitation.

Zi Jin turned her head and glanced at Jun Lin: "All that happened before was just fun for you and me in this deep palace. Wouldn't it be easier for you if I left?" Let's settle all the grudges of the past today. I never want to see any of you again in this life.

Jun Lin raised a brow and said slightly, "Do you know that you have never wronged so many people, but you alone owe me?"

Zi Jin widened her eyes and retorted, "What do I owe you?"

"You stole my heart! You made me think of you day and night. I lost my appetite and sleep for you, yet you were heartless. You poured all your affections into those who had ulterior motives towards you, but you never acknowledged the feelings I had for you. Before my wedding, I was consumed by longing for you, yet you laughed and traveled the world with others. Do you know how I felt? With just one glance from you, I would have been dragged out of that cold grave, but you... you reached out and pushed me into that grave. Do you know how much I hated you then? Where did you place me?"

Zi Jin was completely dumbfounded! It seemed that the pig-headed prince had always hated her with a vengeance.

四年来，若訾槿稍微高兴点，猪头太子定会想尽办法让她痛苦，找借口揍她更是经常为之之事。但是如今一日日追着要杀你的人，突然转过身，语不惊人死不休地来句：我爱你！

How could Zi Jin not be stupid? Not only was she stupid, everyone was stunned.

west Le narrowed her eyes, a seductive smile playing on her lips, but the smile didn't reach her eyes: "Aren't you two irreconcilable enemies?"

Zi Jin didn't notice west Le's strange expression; her mind was still blank. "Um... um... I... I'm a man!"

A hint of shyness flashed in Jun Lin's phoenix eyes: "How long do you intend to deceive me? I knew you were not a man the day I fell into the water."

After Jun Lin finished speaking, Jun Chi, who had been standing there in a daze, suddenly trembled, raised his eyes to look at Zi Jin, and his eyes flashed with various emotions.

Xi Le's smile deepened, and she coiled around Zi Jin like a water snake, saying plaintively, "I have been so devoted to you, yet you have deceived me all this time by pretending to be a man. How can I bear this..."

Zi Jin replied angrily, "You're still in the mood to play around at a time like this!"

Xi Le chuckled awkwardly, her eyes gleaming with amusement: "You're so good at dressing up as a man that no one can tell you're a woman! I knew it! With my boundless charm, unparalleled beauty, and virtuous nature, how could you not be moved by my meekness?" west Le whispered in Zi Jin's ear as she spoke.

Zi Jin suddenly covered her ears, took two steps back, and a suspicious blush flashed across her face.

west Le smiled smugly: "Didn't you say that the Pig-Headed Prince was a complete idiot and a moron? Even the Japanese Prince couldn't tell that you were a woman, so how could he have?"

When west Le was certain of Zi Jin's identity as a woman, he was inexplicably overjoyed.

Zi Jin rolled her eyes: "You remember that so clearly, are you leaving or not!?"

west Le glanced at Emperor Xuanlong, who was still in a daze, a hint of schadenfreude flashing in his eyes, and whistled loudly.

Twenty-four men in black flew in from outside the wall, and the Imperial Guards, having received Jun Lin's signal to attack, immediately went to meet them.

In an instant, swords and blades flew.

west Le held tightly to Zi Jin as they dodged through the crowd, but the Imperial Guards forced them further and further away from the palace gates.

west Le looked into the distance and cursed under his breath. Zi Jin followed west Le's gaze and was shocked to see a dark, sparsely populated area filled with people.

"Almost all the Imperial Guards are here. They should leave after the show... Hold my hand tightly and hide behind me. As long as I'm here, no one can hurt you!" Xi Le's eyes were full of murderous intent. She held Zi Jin tightly with her left hand and drew the soft sword from her waist with her right hand. She secretly resented Emperor Xuanlong's broken promise and blamed herself for giving Zi Yinfeng the opportunity to tell the truth.

Little did they know that the Imperial Guards in the distance were all dispatched by Jun Lin after he heard about this matter.

Zi Jin watched with emotion as west Le fought fiercely, warm blood splattering all over her body and face. Panicked, Zi Jin shrank behind Xi Le, tightly gripping her hand.

Amidst her busy schedule, west Le turned around and smiled: "Are you scared?" This smile lacked her usual allure and arrogance; it was just an ordinary smile, yet it reassured Zi Jin completely.

Zi Jin mustered her courage and squeezed west Le's hand, whispering, "Don't be afraid, you won't abandon me."

west Le turned around and stared blankly at Zi Jin, her eyes flashing with joy, confusion, panic, and a hint of hatred: "What are you remembering..."

Just as the two were talking, a person suddenly slashed at Zi Jin with lightning speed. Zi Jin hurriedly used her hands to block. Xi Le cried out in alarm and, without thinking, used her body to tightly protect her in her arms. Her soft sword flew past and killed the person.

Emperor Xuanlong flung Zi Yinfeng away, his eyes bloodshot as he stared at the knife aimed at Zi Jin, and roared, "They must not be harmed! I want them alive! I want them alive!"

Zi Yingfeng stared intently at the short figure among the crowd, his heart filled with conflicting emotions. Although he feared someone might harm Zi Jin, nothing terrified him more than the thought of Zi Jin leaving him.

Jun Lin clenched his fists, his whole body trembling violently, whether from anger or some other reason.

Jun Chi wanted to step forward, but Yu Luo stopped him and shook his head.