Xie Lanzhi ignored what the person opposite her was doing. She could roughly guess what novel they were writing. Ai Min just liked making friends with strange and unusual people.
This friend seems to be writing a novel. Xie Lanzhi's mind raced, and she suddenly remembered the novel Ai Min had given her. Could that author be Xie Sitian?
Xie Lanzhi observed the opposite side.
Ai Min would occasionally remind Xie Sitian, "Have you decided on the ending?"
"It was booked a long time ago," Xie Sitian said.
After they finished speaking, they both looked at Xie Lanzhi.
Xie Lanzhi got up and went out to buy the two of them a cup of milk tea. She actually bought milk tea on the street, which gave her the illusion that she had returned to the modern world.
She can still distinguish which side is reality. It's just that this dream felt too real.
Xie Lanzhi carried the milk tea back. The library was very quiet. Unless you spoke quietly, you wouldn't disturb others. The library staff usually didn't interfere too much.
She was carrying two cups of milk tea when she passed a bookshelf and was drawn to the cover of a novel. However, her attention was quickly diverted by the conversation of two girls sitting by the window in the corner.
"I bet Laneige will only buy two cups of milk tea."
"Why? Shouldn't it be three glasses? Or six glasses? I personally prefer two glasses."
Ai Min grinned mischievously: "Because that person is very lazy."
"I guess I'll be too lazy to buy my own. So much so that I often forget about my own share."
Xie Lanzhi glanced down at the two cups of milk tea in her hand and suddenly fell into deep thought. Ai Min was still the same as always. The dream felt so real that she began to doubt whether Ai Min was really her.
She took another step forward.
Xie Sitian finally spoke up: "Actually, the reason I brought the novel here today is to tell you that it's going to be adapted into a TV series soon."
"Isn't that great?" Ai Min exclaimed, quickly grabbing Xie Sitian's hands, even more excited than the real Xie Sitian himself: "Congratulations, Sitian, you've finally made it through!"
"Honestly, Aimin, you're always like this. That's why, as your best friend, I don't want to lie to you." Xie Sitian didn't seem as happy as expected; instead, he appeared preoccupied.
She finally told Emin formally, "Actually, this novel is based on real historical events. That place, you could say, is my world."
"And this world is not the world I originally knew."
My ancestor was called—
With a tick, time seemed to stand still in the library. Everyone in the library froze, except for the wall clock, which continued to tick clockwise.
Xie Lanzhi, carrying the milk tea, suddenly vanished. The white walls and bookshelves slowly disappeared, confirming that this was an illusion.
The people in the library had disappeared. Xie Sitian had vanished. Only Ai Min remained, looking utterly bewildered.
Xie Lanzhi's pupils constricted instantly. She walked up and placed her hand on Ai Min's shoulder to confirm that it was really her. This might be the last time they saw each other.
Xie Lanzhi quickly said to her, "I'm fine, Aimin. Listen carefully, I'm doing well in another world."
"I've found someone I love. You don't need to worry about me anymore."
Goodbye, my best friend.
Ai Min suddenly looked up and reached out to hug Xie Lanzhi's waist, but her hands suddenly went limp, and the real person in front of her vanished. Only her last words remained.
Goodbye, my best friend.
"Lanzhi!" Ai Min called out.
Inside a room, the person in bed awoke with a start, a bright yellow light shining down on the white curtains beside them. It was blinding.
Ai Min was covered in sweat.
The sound of Ai's father and mother knocking came from outside. Because the door was locked, they could only call out from outside: "Xiaomin, did you dream about Lanzhi again?"
"Open the door and let Mom in."
"Child, open the door quickly!"
Ai Min gripped the quilt tightly, her gaze somewhat vacant. Then, she managed a forced smile: "Mom and Dad, I'm fine. I didn't dream of Lanzhi this time."
"I just had a nightmare. You guys go back to sleep. I want to sleep a little longer."
The parents outside seemed more afraid of her dreaming about Xie Lanzhi than of nightmares. So they could only obey their daughter's every whim, fearing that she would be reminded of that child and be haunted by painful memories.
at the same time.
In Lanzhang Palace, Xie Lanzhi suddenly sat up from her desk, her gaze initially somewhat dazed as she looked at the familiar furniture in the hall. She then breathed a sigh of relief.
She's back.
The person she just saw in her dream must be Aimin. Her dream and Aimin's dream were connected.
Then, thinking that it might be Aqina and the State Shaman who were behind it, her face immediately darkened.
In the northern Xiongnu kingdom, inside the White Urn Palace, Aqina watched as the state shaman suddenly awoke.
He frowned and asked, "Did you find out anything?"
The shaman shook his head regretfully: "Xie Ying is very cautious. Before I even went in, the dream suddenly disappeared."
"Then next time."
"We can't use the same method again next time."
Aqina sneered, "In other words, I will no longer be able to share dreams with her. But what is noteworthy is that she can instead spy on my dreams."
"Could this be what fate has ordained?"
The shaman remained silent. This was an act against fate. Xie Ying should have died long ago, but an unexpected event changed her destiny. And that unexpected event was caused by another variable, a stranger, who replaced Xie Ying and altered her fate.
Now that this stranger has replaced Xie Ying, what happened to the original Xie Ying?
The national shaman couldn't help but frown. Where had that unjustly killed ghost gone?
The ministers in Jianzhang Palace were repeatedly discussing the same issue.
The jade figure on the throne, whose noble demeanor had long since become impatient.
Si Xitong instantly flicked his sleeve: "You may all step back."
"Yes!" The ministers immediately fell silent in unison. They all left Jianzhang Palace.
A moment later, a secret agent came in and hurriedly informed her about Xie Lanzhi.
Upon hearing this, a shadow fell over Si Xitong's beautiful face, her brows sharpened, and a cold aura enveloped her. She rose swiftly. She immediately walked out of Jianzhang Palace and asked the spies behind her, who were bowing their heads, "When did the Marshal go in?"
"It seems that the marshal woke up from her afternoon nap and left Lanzhang Palace. Then she went straight to Hanzhang Palace."
"Why didn't you have someone stop her?" Si Xitong lowered her eyes slightly, her lower eyelids veiled in light eyeshadow. "Didn't I tell you to keep a close eye on her?"
The spy could only stop and kneel on the ground, looking as if he had confessed his crime. Soon, the other spies who had fallen from above quickly dragged him down and dealt with him.
No one expected that the marshal would say he was going out for a moment and then immediately go to Hanzhang Palace. And after entering, the marshal lay on the empty bed without any bedding. No one knew what the marshal was planning.
Si Xitong quickened his pace, and the Xie family's personal guards and the capital's imperial guards along the way all knelt on the ground, not daring to get up. Because His Highness's aura was simply too oppressive.
Si Xitong stopped in front of the gate of Hanzhang Palace. She looked up at the plaque and made up her mind. She would have it removed that afternoon.
She stepped into Hanzhang Palace, walked to the inner hall, and saw a bed on both sides of an open screen. Xie Lanzhi was lying flat on her back.
"Lanzhi," Si Xitong called softly, as if afraid of startling her.
Xie Lanzhi did not react. Si Xitong pushed aside the screen, sat on the edge of the bed, and nudged Xie Lanzhi with both hands.
Xie Lanzhi pulled her along, and Si Xitong immediately fell into her arms.
"Little Phoenix, let's just wait here quietly for a while," Xie Lanzhi said. "Nothing will happen. There are still some necessary procedures to follow."
"Only by leaving can Xie Ying regain her freedom."
Si Xitong didn't understand, but she trusted Xie Lanzhi. So she followed her instructions and nestled in her arms, her cheek against her chest, feeling Xie Lanzhi's steady and smooth breathing.
She's still alive. Si Xitong gently closed her eyes. Thank goodness. Thank goodness she's alive and well right before her eyes. She never imagined she would leave her.
Only when two lonely hearts are pressed together can they feel each other's warmth.
The two were already very content simply lying there quietly. Xie Lanzhi smiled and held the woman in her arms. Si Xitong smiled and nuzzled against her lover who was giving her warmth.
It seemed as if only they remained in their sweet embrace. Until two sharp clangs echoed through the palace, accompanied by the sound of chains clicking together.
Si Xitong and Xie Lanzhi heard the sound almost simultaneously.
Si Xitong was puzzled as to where the voice was coming from. Xie Lanzhi, however, patted her back to reassure her.
The two lay there, because Xie Lanzhi was so warm. Si Xitong slowly grew sleepy and eventually drifted off to sleep.
Xie Lanzhi closed her eyes and listened to the sound of chains echoing nearby until the door finally closed.
There was also the sound of a stool being pulled to the bedside. Xie Lanzhi immediately opened her eyes.
The sound of chains disappeared instantly.
She gently moved the person in her arms to the inside, blocking Si Xitong from view.
When she got out of bed, her foot stepped on something round. She looked down and saw that it was her golden halberd.
The golden halberd, which she had lost and then found again, made Xie Lanzhi quite fond of it.
She wondered who had taken the long sword before. Then, remembering the sound of chains, she felt relieved.
Xie Lanzhi said to the empty doorway, "Thank you. I have no regrets in the other world. I saw Aimin."
"And you?"
Unfortunately, no one answered her. Just then, Yelü Qiqi stepped across the threshold and heard Xie Lanzhi's voice, thinking it was a question for her.
She looked confused and said, "No, I have no regrets."
It was as if he had unintentionally answered for Xie Ying.
Xie Lanzhi couldn't help but smile.
Then she felt a weight on her shoulder as Si Xitong raised his hand and placed it on her shoulder.
Si Xitong woke up at this moment, and she also didn't say anything. She got out of bed, put on her light gold boots, and walked towards the door.
Xie Lanzhi realized what was happening and immediately chased after her: "Little Phoenix!"
"Don't come any closer," Si Xitong said in a deep voice. Qiqi was probably seeing her usually gentle sister angry for the first time; she watched helplessly as her sister walked away quickly. The marshal chased after her very fast.
For a moment, she couldn't tell who was in the wrong.