The little dark guard who travels between two lives

Xin He wanted to leave them both, she didn't want to see Yu Shen and Xin He living together after her death. But her soul couldn't help but follow Yu Shen back to Yu Mansion.

Yu Shen returned to the Yu Mansion and placed Thirteen in the coffin, then called in his own secret guard Sixteen. Sixteen and Thirteen grew up together in the secret guard camp, but Thirteen was later transferred away by the master and disappeared. It was not until today that we heard that Thirteen had been by the master's side to protect the lady from disasters, but unfortunately he was killed today.

Sixteen couldn't help but sigh when he thought of Thirteen's bright eyes. This was the fate of the secret guards, but he couldn't help feeling sad.

When I walked into Thirteen's mourning hall, I saw the Lord standing silently in front of Thirteen's coffin, with his head down and no words. I felt surprised in my heart. Why would the Lord arrange a mourning hall for an unknown secret guard?

"All of you go out." The servants in the mourning hall responded, lowered their heads and left the hall, feeling sorry for the lady. What a good lady she was, she handled affairs in an orderly manner and treated servants kindly. It was a pity that she was killed while going to worship her father. What a pity, she was so beautiful and had such a tragic life.

She was staring at Thirteen's coffin in amazement when Yu Shen turned around and shot her a sharp gaze. Sixteen was startled and woke up, and quickly bowed her head and saluted: "Sir."

"Sixteen, you grew up with Thirteen, do you know where Thirteen's hometown is?" Yu Shen wanted to know Thirteen's hometown, and then sent Thirteen's coffin back to his hometown. Before he died, Thirteen remembered his hometown but did not tell the specific address.

Xin He, who was floating beside Yu Shen, was also surprised. Why did the adults ask about my hometown? Did they really want to send my soul back home?

Xin He felt tears welling up in her eyes. In fact, except for not loving her, adults were pretty good. But she just remembered that there was a big lotus pond in her hometown, but she couldn't remember where it was.

She only remembered that when she woke up, she was thrown on a bullock cart by the traffickers. She had never told Sixteen about her hometown. She was exhausted from the brutal training in the Dark Guard Camp every day. Although she and Sixteen were often together, she never told them about her life experience. In fact, she had not remembered any scenes at that time and had no idea where she came from.

Sure enough, Sixteen bowed his head and said, "Please forgive me, my lord, madam... No, Thirteen trained very hard in the Dark Guard Camp, but she never talked about her hometown. All we know is that Thirteen was a kidnapped child, and her mother died to protect her. Fortunately, she met your father, who rescued her and sent her to the Dark Guard Camp."

Sixteen's "Madam" was like a sharp knife piercing Yu Shen's heart. He couldn't help but raise his hand to cover his chest. In the past, when he went home from court, he would always see Thirteen's timid but affectionate eyes looking at him.

Now Thirteen lies in a cold coffin, but no one knows where his soul has gone. A dull pain came from my heart, "No, I'm not worried about Thirteen, I was just injured on the cliff."

Yu Shen was unwilling to admit that he was constantly thinking about Thirteen. She was just his subordinate, and there should not be any emotional involvement between a master and a secret guard.

"Okay, I understand. Go and trace Thirteen's origins to see if you can find out where her hometown is." Yu Shen covered his eyes and instructed Sixteen. "Yes, I obey your command." Sixteen bowed and left.

"Brother Shen, why are you still asking about Thirteen?" Xinhe walked into the mourning hall from outside and her face changed when she heard Yu Shen's instructions.

Seeing Yu Shen holding the dead Thirteen and returning to the Yu Mansion in a daze, Xin He felt vaguely uneasy. She had said something inappropriate on the cliff. It must have displeased Brother Shen.

"Brother Shen, I know I shouldn't have said bad words on the cliff. I was wrong." Xinhe pulled Yu Shen's sleeve in a flattering manner.

Yu Shen looked at Xinhe, who was the only blood of his mentor. His mentor died to protect him, and before he died, he betrothed Xinhe to him and entrusted her to the orphan girl. Yu Shen understood the deep meaning of his mentor's words.

I grew up in my mentor's house, and I can be considered a childhood sweetheart with Xinhe. When she was young, Xinhe was cute and well-behaved, and her eyes were curved when she smiled, just like Thirteen's eyes.

No, it should be Thirteen who looks like Xinhe. At that time, in order to protect Xinhe, he had been hiding her in the dark. But he also needed an excuse to eliminate his enemies both in the open and in the dark. So he had to choose a substitute from the dark guard camp. He wanted to choose a dark guard with a similar body shape to disguise himself.

But in the Dark Guard Camp, he saw Shisan, who was 70% similar to Xinhe, especially her eyes, which looked very much like Xinhe's when she was a child. The two were so alike that there was no need for disguise or makeup. Yu Shen also asked someone to teach Shisan the arts of music, chess, calligraphy and painting that a lady from a noble family should know, making Shisan look more like a lady from a noble family than Xinhe.

Xin He watched Yu Shen staring at her in a trance, as if he saw another person through her. Xin He couldn't help but hate in her heart that Brother Shen must have thought of that bitch again. But her face was full of smiles, "Brother Shen, you have been tired for a long time. Go to the backyard and rest for a while. I will guard the mourning hall. After all, Thirteen died for me, so I will do my best to show my gratitude."

Yu Shen came back to his senses and sighed helplessly, "Xinhe, you will be the real Madam Yu from now on. You must not be so willful and speak ill of others. From now on, the affairs of the mansion will be handed over to you to manage."

"Don't worry, Brother Shen, I will definitely do everything for you. You should go and have a rest." Yu Shen couldn't help but smile when he saw Xinhe's flattering expression.

Xinhe got lost while watching lanterns at the age of three. After she was found three years later, her mentor and his wife doted on her so much that she naturally became spoiled and willful. But it doesn't matter. I will teach her slowly in the future. Xinhe will definitely manage the affairs of the mansion in an orderly manner like Thirteen.

Yu Shen was suddenly stunned. This was the nth time he had thought of Thirteen today. What was wrong with him? Yu Shen stumbled, obviously not daring to look at Xin He again. He hurriedly left the mourning hall and headed for the study. Prince Cheng had escaped, and there were still many things to deal with in the future. He couldn't do this anymore.

Thirteen was floating in the air, watching Xinhe acting coquettishly to Yu Shen. Yu Shen quickly forgave Xinhe, stroked Xinhe's hair with a smile, explained a few things to her in detail, and then left the mourning hall.

Thirteen couldn't help but feel sour in his heart. After all, they were childhood sweethearts and clearly husband and wife. He was just wishful thinking that he would sacrifice his life for the adults' pity.

No wonder Madam Xinhe scolded him so viciously on the cliff. Thirteen suddenly didn't want to watch the two of them being affectionate anymore, but his soul was not under his control and still couldn't float away. Did he have to wait until his body was buried before his soul could be dispersed or reincarnated?

Shisan warned himself that he must not forget to drink Meng Po soup before reincarnation, and he must forget everything in this life, including Yu Shen. It was enough to experience such sad emotions once.

"Bitch, you're still restless after being sold, and you actually managed to return to Brother Shen. Mom is right, I should have taken that opportunity to kill you, so that you won't have to think of anything in the future that would ruin our plans."

Xinhe stood beside Shisan's coffin and viciously uncovered the white cloth covering Shisan's face with a hideous smile on his face.

Thirteen was struck by lightning, looking at Xin He in disbelief. Madam said who was sold? Was it me? Was I kidnapped on purpose? Who was so cruel? I was just an ignorant child at that time!

Also, isn't the lady the only daughter of the master's mentor? The old master and his wife both died, and the lady has no father or mother. Who is the mother she is talking about?

The thirteenth soul floated towards Xinhe. She wanted to pull the lady to ask for clarification. When she passed through the lady's body, she realized that she had become a lonely soul, unable to speak or feel. How could she ask for clarification?

Thirteen stared at Xin He blankly, only to see her take out a steel needle and a talisman from her sleeve. She sneered and said, "Mother said that in order to prevent you from reincarnating and disturbing us two, we specially sent you on a journey so that you will never be reincarnated! Everything you have is mine, mine!"

Even though he was already a spirit, Thirteen still felt a chill rising from the soles of his feet when he heard Xin He's words. He saw the usually delicate and charming Madam Xin He holding a long steel needle and stabbing it into the top of his corpse's head, while constantly whispering: "Wait until I stab it in and burn the talisman, and you will be completely reduced to ashes and you will never be able to turn over again in this life."

"No, no, stop it. What kind of hatred do we have? I died for you, but you still treat me so cruelly. Why? Why?" Shisan's soul kept passing through Xinhe's body, but he couldn't stop her at all. Shisan couldn't help but despair. Was my soul going to be shattered and disappear like this, without even a chance to reincarnate? Why? Why?

Thirteen suddenly felt the world spinning, and suddenly floated out of the mourning hall. He drifted in the wind, not knowing where he was going. Thirteen smiled bitterly in the air, perhaps his soul was afraid of Xinhe's long needle, so he floated out.

But the world is vast, where can my lonely soul float to? Moreover, according to Madam Xinhe, after the long needle is inserted into my head and the talisman is burned, my lonely soul will immediately disappear from this world.

Thirteen felt very unwilling to accept this. He had lost his childhood memories since he was a child. According to Madam Xinhe, he didn't know how he was abducted and how he ended up in the cruel training camp. He had been struggling in the Dark Guard Camp since he was seven or eight years old and had suffered all kinds of hardships.

Fortunately, I was chosen by the master to be the substitute for the lady. My living environment has improved a lot, but I fell in love with the master without knowing my own limitations. The master is not unaware of my feelings for him, but every time he looks at me with his sharp eyes, it seems that he is laughing at my shamelessness. How dare a lowly secret guard have such thoughts about the master.

He died for his wife, but was treated so cruelly by her. Who was he? Who was his wife? Thirteen was unwilling to be torn apart. In his twenty years of memory, the only thing he thought of was the woman who held him and watched the lotus in the pond. She smiled and said to him, "Xinhe, look, the lotus is blooming. Isn't our Xinhe as beautiful as the lotus?"

That was the only warm memory left in his short life, but according to Xin He, she must not be his biological mother, so who was that warm woman? Thirteen secretly hated in his heart, God, I am so unwilling, I don’t want to be scattered like this, I don’t even know who I am and disappear like this, I don’t even have an afterlife, I am unwilling!