Who is the white moonlight these days? We are just following the plot

Wen Yuan opened the door and saw the property manager standing outside.

"Hello, owner, your takeaway has arrived."

"Thank you."

The takeaway bag was left on the dining table for a long time without being opened.

Wen Yuan was obviously dizzy with hunger just now, but when the takeaway arrived, he suddenly couldn't eat anymore.

She had just had a dream. The dream spanned the corridor of time and space, spanning two different worlds, constantly switching between Yonghe Palace, Prince's Mansion, school and apartment.

Every time they arrived at a place, the scene changed before Wen Yuan had time to take a look.

To the extent that she felt severe nausea when she woke up, and finally vomited in the toilet, which relieved her symptoms.

She went to the sink, turned on the tap, and splashed cold water on her face.

Wen Yuan raised his head and looked at the mirror.

In the mirror, there is a youthful and vigorous face, with half-long black hair hanging down by the ears, no makeup, and the curves of the cheeks are full and just right.

Wen Yuan couldn't recognize himself for a moment.

She gained a lot of weight in the later stages of her pregnancy. After traveling back in time, the fat was gone, her figure was tight, her skin was smooth, her eyebrows were long, her teeth were white, and she was extremely beautiful.

It would not be an exaggeration to pile up all kinds of beautiful words to describe this body.

However, her eyes were full of vicissitudes, as if she had seen many things happen.

The water droplets rolled down his cheeks to his chin, about to fall off. Wen Yuan subconsciously raised the back of his hand to wipe them away.

A touch of green suddenly caught my eye.

The imperial jadeite bracelet on the right wrist glows quietly under the light.

Wen Yuan stared at the bracelet for a long time before confirming that it was not an illusion.

She had worn the bracelet on her hand for eight years and had become so accustomed to it that she only noticed something unusual at this moment.

Why did she bring the bracelet back?

Wen Yuan took off the bracelet, looked around carefully, and confirmed that it was the same bracelet.

It was the only betrothal gift given to her by Concubine Gao.

When she came to the living room, she put the bracelet on the coffee table and called Ji Xingyao.

"Hello, Ayuan." Ji Xingyao was waiting for the flight at the airport. She was lying in the VIP lounge, preparing to take a nap.

Wen Yuan stared at the jade bracelet and said, "Xingyao, I brought the jade bracelet back."

"Bracelet?" Ji Xingyao slapped his head: "Why did you bring it back?"

When Ji Xingyao came back, she was also wearing the bracelet on her hand. She thought it was an accident and didn't take it to heart.

The two bracelets were made by cutting a piece of imperial jade into two halves and were given to the two daughters-in-law by Concubine Gao respectively.

Now, they were brought back at the same time.

"Is there a bug in the system?" Ji Xingyao said.

Wen Yuan shook her head. She felt that a system bug could not explain this coincidence.

When things from the Taifeng Dynasty are brought into modern society, will the balance between the two parallel worlds that originally had no intersection be broken?

Unfortunately, the system has disappeared from her mind, and there is no one left to answer this difficult question.

Ji Xingyao was carefree and not as attentive as Wen Yuan. She said nonchalantly, "The imperial jadeite bracelet has excellent water content and is an antique. I'll send it to the auction house for an appraisal when I have time."

Her idea was simple. She had spent a large sum of money to buy a ticket to the Taifeng Dynasty. If selling this bracelet could make up for some of her losses, it would be great.

Wen Yuan was not short of money now, so she had no plans to sell it. As for what to do with the bracelet, she had no idea for the time being.

Later, she found the apartment's own safe in the room, and Wen Yuan locked the bracelet in it.

Out of sight is pure.

*

By the time Ji Xingyao returned to the capital, Wen Yuan had completely adapted to modern life.

When she opened the door for Ji Xingyao, she had a black mud mask on her face, which scared Ji Xingyao.

Ji Xingyao was kidnapped by people from southern Xinjiang and has a traumatic experience with black masks.

"Are you scared? I'll go wash it off." Wen Yuan said hurriedly.

"No, no, I'm fine."

Ji Xingyao dragged her suitcase in, changed into slippers, and hugged Wen Yuan.

Wen Yuan was afraid that the mask would stick to her, so she stretched her neck and leaned back.

"Why are you hiding? Let me hug you." Ji Xingyao pouted dissatisfiedly, and wrapped his arms tightly around her waist.

Wen Yuan smiled dotingly and raised his hands to hug her back.

The two of them hugged each other quietly for a long time before letting go.

Ji Xingyao looked at her, tears glistening in the corners of her eyes.

"How did you die? Who killed you?"

This was a question she had been holding back for a long time, but she refrained from asking it on the phone because she wanted to hear it from Wen Yuan himself.

"Wait for me to wash my face and then I'll tell you slowly."

"Ah."

The story is not long. Ji Xingyao understood the cause and effect after Wen Yuan explained it a little.

"Damn, the people of Southern Xinjiang are really cunning. No wonder I went to Mingyue Palace every day to watch and didn't find any clues."

Wen Yuan also didn't expect that there would be people from Taifeng who would defect to Southern Xinjiang and become its running dogs.

However, none of this has anything to do with her anymore.

Ji Xingyao scolded the people from Southern Xinjiang. When she calmed down, her eyes slowly shifted to Wen Yuan's flat belly. She asked hesitantly, "Baby? Is it born?"

The atmosphere became tense, and Ji Xingyao couldn't help but feel nervous.

Wen Yuan's expression remained calm. She shook her head and said, "I didn't hear the child crying. It's likely that he won't survive."

After hearing the news, Ji Xingyao didn't know what to say. She carefully observed Wen Yuan's expression, afraid that she would be sad and unable to let go.

It would be a lie to say I'm not sad.

But if you ask me how regrettable it is, it’s not.

Now that a new chapter has begun, there is no need to hold on to the past.

Wen Yuan didn't continue the topic. She changed the topic and said, "Go to school tomorrow and cancel your application for leave of absence."

ha?

Ji Xingyao blinked her eyes. "No way, my top student sister, you just came back a few days ago? You haven't even had a chance to enjoy yourself yet, and you're already getting all worked up?"

"..."

Wen Yuan is not a slacker, she just wants to complete the credits as soon as possible and graduate on time.

She and Ji Xingyao traveled to the Taifeng Dynasty, and time in the real world stagnated. After Ji Xingyao came back, time resumed flowing.

By this calculation, half a year has passed, and Wen Yuan and Ji Xingyao have lost one semester's credits.

Ji Xingyao said reluctantly:

"Ayuan, if you want, it's easy to become the youngest female billionaire on Forbes' list. You're already in this state, why bother learning der?"

Wen Yuan tapped Ji Xingyao's head gently: "I just like studying and attending classes. I'll crush you to death."

If Ji Xingyao had not been so "swept away" by Wen Yuan that she had to get up at the crack of dawn every day, there was no way she could have been admitted to the same university as her.

"Well, I surrender, I'll roll with you. But you have to accompany me tonight."

"Accompany you? What for?"

"Click—male—model!"

In the evening, Wen Yuan changed into the red tight dress with thin straps that Ji Xingyao had chosen for her, and paired it with the "beautiful weapon" Saint Laurent high heels, and she transformed herself into a noble and elegant rich lady.

Ji Xingyao wore a black diamond-studded long dress, matched with Valentino of the same color, and her dark eyeshadow was charming and seductive.

She threw a pair of car keys to Wen Yuan: "Let's go and see your gift."

Arriving at the garage, a red Lamborghini was quietly waiting for its owner.