Both worlds are like dreams

Xue Huang couldn't see the expression on Mu Guang's face at this moment. If she could see it, she would know how sad and sighing the expression of the boy who always criticized her and was sharp-tongued in her memory was.

He thought he had changed her fate, but unexpectedly, he put her in an even more dilemma. He was also the indirect culprit who caused the demise of the Beiyuan royal family. Now she still has to protect him. He felt extremely guilty.

After a long while, he said in a deep voice: "Okay."

Xue Huang put the necklace back on her neck and looked at the crescent-shaped jade pendant. She didn't know what she was thinking about, but she put it away carefully.

She sat on the bed and went over everything in the dream carefully in her mind. In terms of chronological order, cause and effect, everything was very clear, so what she had to do was very simple.

But she was still very sad in her heart.

Perhaps because she had seen Jingchen's portrait, one day she actually dreamed of a young man who looked very similar to her. He didn't say anything, but just smiled at her gently, then stretched out his hand towards her.

Just when Xue Huang was about to catch him, he was getting farther and farther away from her, and behind him were countless shadows, all of which seemed to be looking at her.

Finally, they all disappeared. At the end of the world, there was darkness.

Xue Huang knew that those figures were her relatives, the innocent souls who died in the massacre.

She sat by the bed in a daze for a long time until she heard a knock on the door.

Xue Huang thought it was Luo Ning, so she said, "Come in."

Unexpectedly, a strange man came in. She stood up immediately, but was not panicked. Because she knew that Wei Yunzhou and the people from Shanhemen had been guarding here, and it was impossible for outsiders to break in.

The person in front of me was so calm, and even knocked on the door politely, so he shouldn't be an enemy.

But Xue Huang had never seen this person before. She frowned slightly, and looking at his bright and cold eyes and clothes, she felt that his figure was very familiar. Her brows suddenly relaxed, and there was a hint of surprise in her eyes, "You are...Xu Yao?"

"it's me."

The familiar voice surprised Xue Huang even more. He actually took off his mask? Xue Huang was really surprised and couldn't help but take a few more glances. Perhaps it was because of the good genetics of the Beiyuan royal family, the face under Xu Yao's mask was also clear and handsome. His face was like a jade crown, and his tall and graceful figure made him look dignified. But perhaps because he had lived too long with hatred, there was an indelible gloom and vicissitudes on his face, especially his pair of deep black eyes, as deep as the night sky, shining with a cold light, making people feel that he was difficult to approach.

Xue Huang felt more and more guilty. He had been carrying the heavy hatred of the destruction of his country for eighteen years, while she herself had been living a carefree life for eighteen years.

"Please sit down." Xue Huang invited him to sit down, then took hot water from the small stove and made him a cup of tea.

Xu Yao looked at her calmly. After not seeing her for a few days, she had lost a lot of weight. Her eyes and brows looked more and more haggard. She no longer had the bright and unrestrained look as the sun before.

"I heard you were awake, so I came to see you."

"If you don't come, I will go to see you."

"You...don't blame me for telling you the truth?"

Xue Huang shook her head. "Why should I blame you? You and Second Uncle have always been protecting me. You always wanted me to live a carefree life, didn't you?"

Xu Yao was silent for a moment, "The one who wants you to live a carefree life the most is Jing Chen, but unfortunately I feel guilty towards him after all."

"Brother Jingchen, what kind of person are you?"

Xu Yao's eyes softened a little. "He is noble and elegant, gentle as water, and has the strategic planning of an emperor and the righteousness of his country. He wants to work hard to create a peaceful and prosperous world, and only hopes that the people of the world can live and work in peace and contentment, without any more suffering. In my heart, he is the one who is qualified to pull out the Tiangan Sword."

"Establish a mind for the world, establish a life for the people, inherit the lost knowledge of the past sages, and create peace for all generations." Xue Huang couldn't help but say. This was a sentence from a story the boy had told her. At that time, she didn't quite understand it, but today when she heard Xu Yao talk about Jingchen, Vision, and Tianqian Sword, she felt that if she wanted to become a wise ruler in a prosperous era, then this was the goal she should strive for and work hard for.

Xu Yao's eyes lit up, "You are right! This is all Jing Chen wants!"

"In this case, Brother Jingchen is indeed qualified to be the Sword Master of the Tianqian Sword."

"What a pity," Xu Yao said with regret, "He didn't wait until that day."

"Then do you think Murilin is qualified to be this person?"

Xu Yao glanced at her, "Mo Ruilin is indeed very similar to Jingchen in some ways." After a moment of silence, his eyes changed slightly, "Do you want to help Mo Ruilin become that person?"

Xue Huang nodded.

Xu Yao frowned slightly, "What about Beiyuan's revenge for destroying the country?"

"What does the hatred of the destruction of my country have to do with him?" Xue Huang said calmly. "I want to help him become the wise ruler of the prosperous times and I want to make the person who destroyed my country pay the price. These are two different things."

"Are they really two things?" Xu Yao sneered, "Even if they are two things, which one is more important in your opinion?"

"They are two different things, but they are also closely related. It's like fate, destined to be entangled together."

"I know you have a lot on your shoulders and you have always wanted revenge, but I believe that your methods are much more merciful than your initial recklessness. Because you finally understand that it was Shen Congfeng and his gang that caused the destruction of Beiyuan, not the innocent people of Beiling. Allowing them to avoid war and live and work in peace is also indirectly protecting the prosperous world in Brother Jingchen's heart."

Xu Yao didn't say anything, but he admitted in his heart that what Xue Huang said was true. From the beginning, he cooperated with Mo Ruilin only because they had a common enemy. But after so many life and death hardships, there was already something else mixed in.

"I don't know if I can help Mo Ruilin become a wise ruler, but I will help him."

"Are you helping him convince me?"

"I guess so. But I really don't want you to live only for revenge."

"After saying so much, I just want to ask you one question. Since you want to avenge Beiyuan's destruction of the country, do you still want to marry Mo Yunchen?"

Xue Huang clenched her hands and said calmly, "Yes."

"Why?" Xu Yao's eyes were filled with anger. "You still won't give up Gu Qinglan?"

"It's for him, but not just for him." Xue Huang's eyes were extremely calm, but upon closer inspection, silent sadness surged in them. In her previous life, Gu Qinglan gave her his life, so in this life, she must protect him no matter what. Even if she married Mo Yunchen, she didn't care. "I chose Mo Yunchen, which has made Shen Congfeng suspicious of him, and Mo Yunchen has always had his own ambitions and plans. I must make their alliance collapse. Only in this way can we have a chance to win."

Xu Yao was silent for a moment, and finally sighed helplessly: "Would you rather suffer to this extent?"

Xue Huang felt a pain in her heart. How could she not feel wronged to marry someone she didn't love, and even her enemy? But she could only bury all this in her heart. She lowered her head slightly, and her tone was naturally calm, "You have endured for so many years for revenge, and suffered so much. I just married someone I don't like, it's nothing."

"I always thought that you couldn't let go of Gu Qinglan because you weren't cruel enough, but now I feel that it's not that you're not cruel enough, it's just that you're cruel to yourself."

"Maybe." Xue Huang said lightly.

"Since you have made your decision, I promise you that I will not attack Mo Yunchen again until I find a way to rescue Gu Qinglan." Xu Yao said solemnly.

"it is good."

Xuyao stood up and said, "Goodbye."

"Brother." Xue Huang called.

Xu Yao paused there, slightly distracted, and turned to look at Xue Huang with a complicated expression, "What did you call me?"

"Is that how Brother Jingchen calls you?"

"Yes." Xuyao's voice trembled a little.

Xue Huang took out the jade pendant, stood up and walked in front of him, and placed it in his palm. "This jade pendant is the relic of Brother Jingchen, and it is also the inheritance of the Beiyuan royal family. Now there are only you, me and my second uncle left, so I will hand it over to you."

"This is a token that can only be passed down by the direct bloodline."

"Just keep it as a memory." Xue Huang said.

Xu Yao carefully put the jade pendant away, hesitated for a moment, and then said, "The most direct reason why Mo Yunchen married you must be the secret circulated in the Beiyuan royal family. I don't know if he has found out your identity, but you must be extremely careful in your future actions."

Xue Huang nodded, "I understand."

"If you have any difficulties, you can come to me."

"Thank you, brother." Xue Huang said sincerely.

Xuyao's expression softened, and he turned and left. After leaving the door, he took out the mask from somewhere and put it on again, as if everything that had just happened was just a dream.