Return of the Pearl

The underworld messenger had just sent Qianlong away, and it seemed like just a blink of an eye. In that instant, an urgent cry suddenly rang out, like a thunderclap, abruptly breaking the originally peaceful atmosphere.

"My lord, it's bad, we made a mistake again!" This voice was filled with panic and anxiety, echoing in the empty underworld, shaking everyone's heart.

The judge's originally calm face became extremely nervous at this moment. The originally peaceful expression was instantly replaced by anxiety. His hands were clenched into fists, and his knuckles turned slightly white due to the force. His brows were filled with anxiety, as if countless worries were entangled in his heart.

The ghost messenger hurried forward and reported to the judge at a rapid pace, "Sir, didn't you just promise to allow the emperor of the mortal world to be reborn and not to erase his memory? However, in our busy schedule, we made a serious mistake due to negligence and forgot about Xiao Yun! Now that they have embarked on the path of reincarnation, we are powerless to intervene. What should we do?"

When the judge heard this, his tightly furrowed brows first slowly relaxed, and then he let out a long sigh. His originally tense expression gradually became relaxed, and a hint of relief appeared on his face, but also mixed with a bit of worry and helplessness.

The judge slowly spoke, "It's actually no big deal. He didn't explicitly ask a few people to retain their memories, so this can't be considered our fault. Let them resolve their own issues. Our mission is complete."

After hearing this, the ghost messengers felt relieved and said one after another: "Since the adults said so, there should be no problem." For a moment, the originally tense atmosphere was slightly relieved, and there seemed to be a hint of worry and helplessness in the air.

In the tent

Qianlong slowly woke up. When he opened his eyes and saw the familiar hunting ground, he couldn't help but feel ecstatic. Sure enough, the judge kept his word and really sent him back to the day when he first met Yun'er.

However, before Qianlong could stand up completely and turn around to go out to look for Yun'er, he suddenly felt a sharp pain in his chest, as if an invisible sharp blade had brutally pierced his heart.

Qianlong immediately realized that the situation was not good. Oh no, he forgot to agree on the specific time with the judge. At this moment, Yun'er might have been shot by an arrow, because he truly felt the pain of being pierced through the body by a sharp sword.

Qianlong looked at his body in horror, but found no signs of external injuries. However, the pain that penetrated deep into his bones almost made him collapse.

Qianlong tried his best to struggle to get up, but found that every movement became extremely difficult, as if a thousand-pound burden was pressing on him.

Qianlong's forehead was covered with fine beads of sweat, his face was as pale as a piece of white paper, his lips were trembling with pain, and he curled up on the ground in agony, uttering painful groans from his mouth. The sound seemed to come from the depths of his soul, filled with endless pain and despair.

Qianlong felt as if he was in a dark abyss, tightly entangled by endless pain and unable to break free.

There was chaos outside at this moment, with noisy sounds coming one after another. The Fifth Prince accidentally shot Xiao Yun, and this scene shocked everyone.

Xiao Yun's eyes widened, her face filled with disbelief. She was filled with confusion and surprise. "Wasn't I already dead? What on earth is going on? Why am I back in this scene again? Why was I shot by Yongqi again?"

However, Xiao Yun felt strangely no chest pain, which only made her even more confused. Was this all just a dream? Or was God giving her another chance, a special gift? No, she absolutely could not let anyone discover this secret. Otherwise, she would be considered an outcast, perhaps even executed!

Thinking of this, Xiao Yun's thoughts began to drift, trying hard to recall the unforgettable feeling when she was hit by an arrow last time. Although her body did not show any signs of pain at the moment, she deliberately lay on the ground with an expression of extreme pain, shouting at the top of her lungs, as if she was enduring unbearable pain.

Time seemed to stand still. After a while, people gathered around as if they had just woken up from a dream. However, Qianlong arrived slowly after everyone else. His slightly tired figure seemed a little late.

Qianlong frowned, a look of pain on his face. He could clearly feel that the pain in his chest was still there, so intense that it had not diminished in the slightest, nor had it eased at all with the passage of time.

Qianlong walked towards Xiao Yun slowly but firmly, taking slightly heavy steps. When his eyes fell on Xiao Yun's face that was so familiar that it couldn't be more familiar, his heart was surging like a raging sea, and his emotion surged like a tide.

The beautiful memories of the past unfolded in his mind like a picture scroll. The happy times he spent with Xiao Yun seemed to have happened yesterday, so clear that he could touch them. The laughter, the warm hugs, and the bits and pieces of their shared experiences all flooded into his heart like a tide, making his heart beat fast and difficult to calm down.

Xiao Yun tightly grasped the bundle in her hand and stared at Qianlong with complicated eyes. Seeing this person who was once so familiar to her, she felt mixed emotions.

The intimacy they once had had turned into endless strangeness and distance. She could only suppress the emotions in her heart, burying the surging emotions deep in her heart, pretending to be calm and pretending that she did not know him.

There was attachment and helplessness in Xiao Yun's eyes, as well as a trace of unspeakable pain and struggle. The deep friendship they once had could only turn into a silent gaze. Who could truly understand the sadness and bitterness in it?

Qianlong approached Xiao Yun slowly and firmly, step by step. Xiao Yun's eyes were fixed on the shining dragon robe, with mixed feelings in his heart and all kinds of thoughts entangled in his mind.

Suddenly, as if she had gathered all her courage, she blurted out words full of affection and sorrow, "Your Majesty, do you still remember Xia Yuhe by the Daming Lake?" These words seemed to have exhausted all her strength as she uttered them with difficulty.

After saying this, Xiao Yun closed her eyes tightly and pretended to faint. Qianlong knew very well that, judging from the current situation, Yun'er should not feel any discomfort or pain in her body. So, why did she suddenly faint? Qianlong's heart was filled with confusion and worry. His brows were tightly furrowed, and his face was full of worry and concern.

Qianlong did not care about anything else and quickly ordered people to carefully carry Xiao Yun back to the palace to heal her wounds first. In this chaotic scene, Qianlong's eyes always stayed on Xiao Yun. His eyes were full of complex emotions, including confusion, worry, and a hint of imperceptible heartache.