The man she imprisoned was a white-skinned

She is like a white lotus blooming in a valley, elegant and refined, stunning. Even after years of baptism, she is still calm and composed, her white clothes are whiter than snow.

The clouds from the top of Mount Hua shrouded her body, blending with her white dress, making it seem like a dream.

"Master." Meng Xuanhe shed tears unconsciously. The horrible dream before was still clear in her mind.

"Where are you and why do you know that old man named Qingyi?"

In response to her questions, Meng Sangxi no longer concealed the truth from Meng Xuanhe, but answered her questions.

"He is the head of the Tianji Pavilion. I was once a disciple of the Tianji Pavilion." Meng Sangxi spoke slowly, with memories and sadness between his brows.

"I was born with an unknown fate, and everyone around me died because of me. This is my fate, and there is no way to avoid it, even if I don't want to hurt them at all."

Meng Xuanhe moved his lips, as if he wanted to say something, but couldn't.

"I am the reincarnation of the evil star, so my existence is a mistake. As I grow older, more and more people die because of me. If I were still in that dynasty, the people would have been living in misery long ago."

Meng Sangxi spoke helplessly. It was because of some coincidences that she left the era of the Southern and Northern Dynasties and came here.

Fortunately, no one will die because of her here.

"How could such a thing happen?" Meng Xuanhe spoke in a daze, clenching his fists.

"Everyone should be born equal. Why should we be bound by fate? If the Tianji Pavilion takes protecting the common people as its mission, then it must take Master's life to achieve stability?"

Meng Xuanhe said somewhat angrily.

"You know what will happen in the future? Yes, you should know." Meng Sangxi frowned, but then remembered something.

The disciples of Tianji Pavilion have the ability to predict people's lives. Meng Sangxi knew about the assassination in a pool of blood.

"Master, I don't want you to die." Meng Xuanhe's eyes were red. The only relative she had since she was a child was Meng Sangxi.

"This is my fate, and it is also your fate." Meng Sangxi smiled bitterly, and then said: "Go back, Pianpian, that is the dynasty where you belong."

"Where is my destiny?" Meng Xuanhe was a little confused. Wasn't she supposed to be a person of the 21st century?

"You always thought that was a dream over there and this is reality. But if the 21st century is a dream, where is the reality you live in?"

"Dreams and reality go hand in hand, and are opposite to each other. Just as there is light in darkness and darkness in light, neither can be missing. If you think that the Northern and Southern Dynasties are reality, then this place is naturally a dream."

Meng Sangxi smiled slightly, then flipped her palm lightly, and a distant picture appeared in front of her.

That is the current Northern Dynasty. Xie Lin has fallen into a deep sleep and ignores state affairs.

The entire dynasty was in chaos, people were living in misery, and wars were constant.

Officials in the court were corrupt, politics was dark as night, and the people lived in dire straits.

Farmland is barren, houses are collapsing, refugees are scattered everywhere, wailing everywhere. The once bustling streets are now empty, with weeds growing among the broken walls. The hustle and bustle of the past is no longer there.

"How could this happen?" Meng Xuanhe stared blankly at the tragedy being played out in different time and space, and his heart suddenly ached.

"Why do you think Jiarun Jialang appeared in the 21st century? Why do you think Ying Wugui should be the best actor in modern times? Is he really the best actor?"

Meng Sangxi's words made Meng Xuanhe even more nervous. She didn't have time to think about it, and Meng Sangxi continued to answer her questions.

"It's better to say that this place is a dream, which changes according to your mood."

"But I'm surprised that Xie Lin could do this for you. Maybe the others are fake, but only two of them really came here."

"One is Xu Jiayi who originally belonged to the 21st century, and the other is Xie Lin who abandoned the entire Northern Dynasty and everything he had to come to your world to find you."

Meng Sangxi's words gave Meng Xuanhe a headache. She covered her head and kept thinking about everything.

All the scenes she had experienced came flooding back to her mind. She didn't know why, but everything seemed like a predetermined fate. But did she really have the ability to fight back?

"Yi Huaizhi was still brooding over the fact that Tianji Pavilion was hunting me down, and after I left, he wanted to take revenge on the world like crazy."

"He wants to destroy the entire world just to make Tianji Pavilion pay the price. This is a sin I have committed, and I cannot ask you to atone for it. So I want to ask you, are you still willing to go back? Are you willing to face the chaos and risk an uncertain outcome of life or death?"

If Meng Xuanhe agreed to go back, he would inevitably become an enemy of Yi Huaizhi.

One is his own biological son, and the other is a girl he has raised since childhood and treated as his own daughter. Meng Sangxi was struggling and heartbroken.

"I will go back. Master is not from here, and neither is Xie Lin. If the people I cherish are not in this world, I cannot live here in peace."

Meng Xuanhe was silent for a long time before she digested all of Meng Sangxi's words. Then she raised a bitter smile. The peaceful time she pursued had disappeared the moment she met Qingyi.

If fate has really written the script, then she will fight against it.

"I never believe in fate. I believe that everything depends on human effort. Master, please send me back. All these entanglements will eventually come to an end."

Meng Xuanhe smiled slowly, with an indescribable determination in his eyes.

This time, it is different from the past.

She didn't want to involve Xie Lin in such a complicated and dangerous incident, so she had to go to the Western Regions to spy on the Tianji Pavilion alone.

"Have you really thought about it?"

Meng Sangxi's right hand gathered spiritual power, and Meng Xuanhe felt that the space around him had begun to reverse.

"Well, I've thought about it. Don't worry, Master. I will fulfill your regret for you."

Meng Xuanhe clenched his hands tightly, feeling that his body was being torn apart by the reversed cracks in time and space, completely torn into pieces and then put together again.

In the villa, the girl in Xie Lin's arms has disappeared, and the man has returned to the palace because of his obsession.

Xie Lin opened his eyes, and the palace was still cold and lonely. The soothing incense slowly rising from the incense burner seemed to tell him that everything he had experienced in the 21st century was just a dream.

He pursed his lips and got out of bed without saying a word.

"He really has some skills, but why did you come back again?"

Xie Lin's fingers were trembling. He succeeded. He really succeeded in reaching her world.

"Your Majesty, don't be anxious. The fact that you woke up is a good thing." The people from Tianji Pavilion were still in the palace. It was expected that they would be summoned by Xie Lin at this moment.

"Oh? Do you have any other ideas?" Xie Lin was in a high position, looking down at all the talented people.

His eyes were still as calm as before, but his attitude towards them had changed a lot.

"Your Majesty, the fact that you can wake up means that the obsession in your heart has returned to this dynasty. Your Majesty does not need to worry too much. It's just that the travel of time and space will bring her to where she is." The person from Tianji Pavilion answered.

"Is it?"

Xie Lin lowered his head and muttered to himself.

Pianpian, no matter where you are, as long as you are within my sight, I will definitely find you.