A life of two souls traveling through time

In the Huang Mansion, Mr. Huang paced back and forth in the room in distress, sighing from time to time. The housekeeper poured him a cup of hot tea and frowned, sighing:

"Two days have passed. I'm afraid Si Yao is in grave danger."

"Hey, I know this too well. Even though he is an orphan, he is still a life that walked out of my Huang Mansion."

"Master, you have sent many people into the mountains to search for her these past two days but to no avail. You have done your best."

"Yes, I tried my best. I can only blame this young man for his bad luck."

"It's also the fault of that kid who overestimated his own abilities. He ignored my advice and went hunting alone. He was really young and impetuous and didn't care about the consequences."

Mr. Huang didn't say anything else. He just silently picked up the hot tea on the table, looked out the window and sighed again.

In her dream, Si Yao once again returned to the ancient battlefield she witnessed for the first time in her life: the blood-stained path and the mountains on both sides were piled with remains of tragic dead bodies, and the smell of blood filled her nose. She resisted the discomfort in her stomach and turned to escape. This was the first time she had the idea of ​​escaping since she became conscious, but two big men with long knives blocked her way. Behind her was a mountain of corpses and blood, which was the driving force for her to escape, and the blood she was afraid of getting stained with, and the only way to escape was a threat to life and death. Si Yao looked down at the bow and arrow in her hand with a frown. She came from the modern civilized world and believed in the law and respected life, but here, the instinct to survive and the fear of death forced her to take up arms... In the end, she pulled the bow and arrow in her hand and shot at the two people walking forward...

"Cough cough..." Si Yao woke up from the dream with a start. He opened his eyes and found himself in a huge tent.

The furnishings in the tent were simple but bright and warm. A few steps away from him, the young boy Arnold was sitting sideways at a desk, staring at the book in his hands, his eyes were blurred, and his thoughts were probably already wandering.

Si Yao struggled to get up weakly. The pain in her shoulder made her sober. She was shocked to find that her clothes had been replaced and someone had applied medicine to the wounds on her shoulders and neck.

"Sister Si Yao, you're awake, you're finally awake. Do you know that you've been in a coma for two days?" Arnold heard two slight coughs in a daze, and it took him a while to react. He looked up and saw that Si Yao had woken up. He was so happy that he immediately stood up and strode to the bed.

"Where is this?" Si Yao was not too surprised to see Arnold. She vaguely remembered what happened before she fell into a coma. If nothing unexpected happened, she should have been rescued by Yan Zong's people.

"This is a military camp. You saved His Highness, and now you are the benefactor of our entire Zongwang Army." Arnold said as he turned around and poured a cup of hot tea. He continued to ask with concern, "The doctor said that you were unconscious for so long because of fatigue and mental weakness, and you were too frightened and your mind was damaged. But you will be fine when you wake up. You look very bad. What's wrong? Did you have a nightmare?"

Si Yao shook her head and said nothing, just silently looking at the hot tea in her hand. She had not had a good and peaceful sleep since she arrived at the Huang Mansion. She had been worried all day long, and fatigue and weakness might be the reason.

"Does the injury on your shoulder still hurt?" Seeing that Si Yao didn't say anything, Arnold simply sat next to her and continued to show concern.

"You helped me with the medicine?"

"Of course not. Men and women should not touch each other. How dare Arnold? There are no female relatives in the military camp. I have asked a female pharmacist from Sanxiu Pharmacy to come and take care of you these two days." Seeing Si Yao's cold eyes, Arnold was so scared that he waved his hands to explain.

After hearing this, Si Yao secretly breathed a sigh of relief.

"Sister Si Yao, where have you been since you left the post station? Why did His Highness say that you saw me while hunting in the mountains and accidentally ran into our bandit suppression battlefield?" Seeing that the other party was silent again, Arnold asked curiously again.

"Hunting is a job I found temporarily. I did see you and a team appear in the snow forest that day, but later I lost track of you and got lost." It can be seen that Arnold's concern for her is sincere, so she is not wary of the twelve-year-old child in front of her: "How is the prince?"

"Although His Highness was seriously injured, he is strong and recovered quickly. With Mr. Sanxiu here, he was able to get up and walk today. But you... do you know that you left the post station without a word, without even saying goodbye. Arnold was very worried... I... I... I treated you like my own sister..." Thinking of Si Yao's sudden departure, Arnold began to feel aggrieved again.

"sorry......."

"Forget it, it's over. I choose to forgive you." Arnold suddenly raised his head and turned his face to the side. He seemed arrogant, but he just didn't want the tears in his eyes to flow down, and he didn't want Si Yao to see it.

"Arnold, thank you." Si Yao saw through the boy's immature concealment.

In the previous world, Jiang Siyao also had a younger brother. As long as Jiang Siyao returned home, he would always stick to her and generously share his toys and snacks to please his sister, although Jiang Siyao mostly avoided getting close to her younger brother.

"In my vague memory, I have a sister, but I no longer remember what she looks like. I have only seen her back in countless dreams. She held my hand and walked with me through the rugged mountain roads. She protected me behind her when I was in danger and even took me away from the war..."

Arnold did not shed tears, but closed his eyes as if to feel these dreams that seemed particularly real to him.

Si Yao just sat quietly on the bed, silently observing Arnold beside her. She was not sure whether this was his memory or his dream.

"My sister and I are both orphans, orphans who luckily survived the war." Arnold slowly opened his eyes and looked straight ahead, pinching his fingers and continuing in a deep voice: "Six years ago, when I was six years old, the Great Desert Kingdom in the west suddenly tore up the alliance and invaded the border of our West Moon Kingdom. My hometown once again became the target of slaughter. The people in the village and my sister all died in that massacre... It was His Highness and Mr. Fan who saved me from the pile of corpses. I have been with them ever since."

"But I don't remember most of these things. Master Fan told me." Arnold shook his head and smiled helplessly at Si Yao, then frowned and continued: "As for my sister, I still remember her before, but now there is only a shadow and a few vague fragments left in my mind."

"Mr. Fan didn't tell you about your sister, either?"

"When they arrived, the massacre had already ended, and I was hit on the head and fell into a coma. They only saw my sister protecting me under her body..."

Si Yao saw the sadness in Arnold's eyes. The cheerful, simple and high-spirited boy actually had such a tragic life experience. Fortunately, he was young at that time and the tragic past was not imprinted in his memory. Fortunately, he was lucky to meet Yan Zong and Mr. Fan who protected him very well.

"Oh, look at my stupid head. Sister Siyao, you must be hungry after sleeping for two days. I will go get you something to eat." When the atmosphere fell into silence, Arnold suddenly jumped up and ran out of the tent while speaking.

Looking at the figure running out briskly, Si Yao was pleased with Arnold's optimism, and a bit of tenderness overflowed from her cold eyes.