The ring connects the past and present, the exiled prince worships me as a god

In an instant, Qi Yu burst into tears of excitement.

He simply couldn't believe that what Nian'er had just said was true.

He couldn't stop trembling, and his heart was so excited that he couldn't contain it.

He gripped the teacup tightly, looking at the tiny cracks on the rim, which he was very familiar with.

This was caused by excessive force when Sun Xian saw him off on the day he left Huai Village. There will never be another teacup with the same pattern in the world.

"Nian'er, say it again."

Song Nian lowered her eyes, tears dripping from the corners of her eyes.

She didn't want to cry, but when she really did it, she couldn't control her restless heart.

She took a deep breath and tried to comfort Qi Yu, "It's true, you heard it right. Qi Yu, I went to Huai Village and met the exiles you lived with for a few days, and met the villagers of Huai Village. I went to the county magistrate's office, and this tea was given to me by Sun Xian."

Only at this moment did Song Nian truly understand what it meant to cry with joy.

It turns out that people can really cry when they are extremely happy.

She and Qi Yu hadn't known each other for long, but they had experienced a lot together. They helped each other and saved each other, and now, apart from their respective missions, the only thing they wanted to do was to see each other.

See each other.

"Qi Yu, do you like this gift?"

"Nian'er!"

Qi Yu was so excited that he couldn't even utter a complete sentence.

He simply couldn't imagine what Nian'er was like when she faced those people in Huai Village.

Did Sun Xian make things difficult for her?

Can the villagers guess her identity?

What did she do and how did she do it?

He even regretted that he should have come to the military camp later. If he had come later, even later, perhaps he would have been able to meet Nian'er.

"Since I can go to Huai Village, I will definitely be able to go to other places in the future. Qi Yu, one day we will meet."

Song Nian knew what Qi Yu wanted to express. When she heard his trembling voice in her mind, she knew it.

"We can definitely reach out and hug each other tightly."

Hearing this, Qi Yu burst into tears even more, but deep down in his heart he was filled with heavy expectations.

"I'm useless."

"How can I blame you? In the end, I don't know why I was able to get there, but maybe, it was because I was able to go to your world."

Song Nian simply couldn't imagine what kind of chaos would happen if an ancient prince came to modern society?

Fortunately, it was her who went there.

It was she who went to hug him.

"Then have you seen Zhao Li?"

Qi Yu wanted to ask if Zhao Li Ke had seen her.

Suddenly, I felt a little sad. He, the fiancé, hadn't even seen his wife yet, but someone else got her first.

"No."

Song Nian briefly described the two trips to Huai Village, and Qi Yu immediately had a picture in his mind.

It was as if everything that was happening was right before his eyes.

"Nian'er, you are worthy of being a god."

Before Song Nian could react with surprise, Qi Yu said, "I know Nian'er and I are not from the same world. Nian'er is just an ordinary person like me, but ordinary people can provide assistance to such an extreme, so they are not ordinary people. Therefore, Nian'er deserves this title."

Receiving such praise, the corners of Song Nian's lips curled up to the sky.

She lay on the bed, holding the ancient ring, and whispered, "When did you know?"

Perhaps it started when he saw the photo she accidentally sent him and saw the real world of gods?

He had once truly believed Nian'er to be a deity, otherwise how could such bizarre things happen? But later he discovered that Nian'er also had emotions, feelings, and desires. Nian'er needed to go to the Imperial Academy to study. She was in charge of the family at a young age and had the same troubles as them.

Nian'er also got engaged to him.

How can a god be moved by emotions?

Therefore, he did not blaspheme.

“Maybe start with this photo.”

Qi Yu sent Song Nian's photo over. When Song Nian saw this photo that was taken accidentally, he was stunned.

"You, how come you have this?"

"That time in the state and county, you were the one who sent it."

Song Nian then realized that she had shown Qi Yu the world of gods, and this photo was mixed in.

Therefore, Qi Yu had seen her true face a long time ago.

"So you kept it a secret from me for so long?"

Song Nian blushed.

I also thought that if one day I really got in front of him, I would pretend not to know him and tease him.

"Nian'er, don't be angry. Hand me your phone and I'll take a self-portrait and send it to you."

Qi Yudao.

Song Nian snorted twice, "I don't care."

Although her mouth wasn't honest, her body was. She printed out the damaged photo from her phone and sent it to him. "Boy, do you think I've never seen you before?"

Seeing that he had escaped death and was studying the photos on his phone, Qi Yu sneered.

It turns out that they had already revealed their true selves to each other in their hearts.

"This photo is not good. It will scare Nian'er. This prince is so handsome and elegant. It's really inappropriate."

Well, how could he let Nian'er see him in such a miserable state?

Nian'er is perfect in his heart, and he should also be perfect in Nian'er's eyes.

Otherwise, he would be easily deceived by other students in the Imperial College.

This thought suddenly came to Qi Yu's heart, and he felt even more bitter. "I've never heard Nian'er talk about close friends other than family members."

Song Nian was stunned. Best friend?

In a moment, she understood why Qi Yu said that. She smiled shyly, quickly got up from the bed, fixed her makeup and hair, then took out her phone to record a video.

Before she could answer Song Nian and thought she was angry because he was prying into her life, a cell phone suddenly appeared in her palm.

The screen slid, and a video shot by Nian'er at close range played.

"Qi Yu, I don't have any close friends."

"Don't worry, I haven't gotten close to any man."

"I only have you in my heart."

"Qi Yu, I miss you so much."

"I like you."

The video, which lasted less than half an incense stick, was over in the blink of an eye, but every sentence and every word hit him hard.

Boom-boom-boom.

Qi Yu's heart was beating non-stop.

The little thing that couldn't be suppressed seemed to be about to break out.

Come and don't go indecent.

Qi Yu also straightened his phone and recorded a video.

When Song Nian picked up the phone again, he was so scared by the scorching temperature that he almost threw it away.

Drinking water from the same cup is an indirect kiss, and holding a mobile phone that was held at the same time, is it considered holding hands at the wrong time and space?

Song Nian's face turned red all the way to the back of her ears.

She just felt her cheeks burning hot.

After opening the video again, my heart was beating even faster.

"I have loved only Song Nian in my life. I will not marry anyone but you, and I wish to hold your hand for a hundred years."

At the end of the video, he moved closer to the screen, his red lips gradually moving closer, as if he was really kissing her on both cheeks.

"But you are the Crown Prince. If you return to the Imperial Capital in the future, how could I be the only one there?"

Thinking of this, Song Nian felt a little depressed.

It was as if something that belonged to her alone was about to be divided, and she could do nothing about it.

Looking at the video sent by Nian'er, in which she was pouting and looked extremely wronged, Qi Yu felt heartbroken.

"No, there will only be you in my East Palace. Whoever is your enemy, I will be the enemy of the whole world. If it really comes to the point where I can't compete, then I am willing to give up everything, just you."