The Seven Princesses' Journey Across Time

He also saw his second senior brother Lei Mengsha die on the battlefield and his seventh junior brother Xiao Ruofeng commit suicide on the execution ground... Watching all this happen, Liu Yue was powerless, and he finally returned to Xiushui Villa, took over the family business, and withdrew from the world of martial arts full of memories.

Mo Xiaohei and Luo Xuan witnessed the tragic deaths of Lei Mengsha and Xiao Ruofeng, their hearts pounding with grief. They knew the treacherous world of martial arts, where human life was worthless. The fate of their junior fellow apprentice, Dongjun, was equally heartbreaking. After witnessing the hardships of their fellow apprentices, they chose to distance themselves from worldly concerns, retreat from the martial arts world, and take over the family business.

Xiao Ruofeng saw in his dream that his childhood self hadn't been saved by Senior Mo. Back then, he was still young, gravely ill, and on the verge of death. It was his brother, Xiao Ruojin, who desperately knelt and begged the imperial physician for two full hours, not rising, hoping for a glimmer of hope to save his life. From that moment on, Xiao Ruofeng secretly vowed to put his brother first in his life and repay this deep bond. Later, even offered the supreme throne, he offered it to his brother without hesitation. However, as fate would have it, this decision led to the death of his second brother, the one he trusted and relied on the most, on the battlefield. Since then, the rest of his fellow disciples, disheartened, have chosen to retire from the martial arts world, refusing to participate in worldly affairs.

However, he saw in his dream that Xiao Ruojin clearly used a sword to force the imperial physician to treat him, and there was no such thing as kneeling on the ground for two hours as he said. However, in the later period, whenever Xiao Ruojin was not happy with him, he would pretend to bring up that incident, which led to the fact that the self in the dream spent his whole life repaying the life-saving grace at that time.

What Xiao Ruofeng hadn't anticipated was that he would be charged with treason. While it was due to someone else's scheme, it was also due to Xiao Ruojin's distrust. Although he had willingly accepted death at the time, seeing himself standing there looking back, he could still clearly sense the deep disappointment he had felt towards Xiao Ruojin. The once deep brotherly love, now so different from what it once was, was truly heartbreaking.

So if he had not been rescued by Senior Mo, would he have ended up like that? Thinking of Lei Mengsha's death, Li Xinyue's death, the Demon Cult's eastward expedition caused by him and Xiao Ruojin, Ye Dingzhi's death and Dongjun's pain, he couldn't recover for a long time.

In his dream, Ye Dingzhi stared blankly at the tragic scene before him. In his dream, there was no Junior Master to rescue him. The Ye Family Army paid a heavy price to rescue him, and was almost completely wiped out. Little Ye Yun, exhausted and wounded, was forced to embark on a journey of wandering alone.

During that long period of wandering, he lingered on the brink of life and death many times, brushing shoulders with death. However, fate always favored him, and just when he was on the verge of death, he saw his adoptive father Yu Shengmo save him and accept him as his apprentice. From then on, he had the companionship and guidance of a master.

But later, he traveled between countries, encountering countless hardships and life-and-death tests. In this familiar journey, there was neither the martial arts master Zhuo Yuean, nor the medical master Bai Hehuai, nor the Yi Wenjun who haunted him. Every time he saw her, he felt sorry for himself.

But who could have imagined that it would be Yi Wenjun who ultimately led to his downfall? Perhaps she wasn't entirely to blame, but Ye Dingzhi had been constantly losing his entire life: family, a master, friends, even his dignity... So much so that when Yi Wenjun appeared before him, it felt like he had grasped at a last straw, refusing to let go, even if the so-called "warmth" was merely an illusion.

Until his death, Ye Dingzhi never blamed her. It was only when he watched the pained Baili Dongjun that he realized Yi Wenjun wasn't the only one by his side. He also had his adorable and sensible son, Xiao Anshi, and his close brother, Dongjun. Sadly, it was too late. What Ye Dingzhi hadn't expected was that after his death, Yi Wenjun would abandon their son, Xiao Anshi. If it weren't for Dongjun, Xiao Anshi, the son of the demonic cult leader, would have faced a tragic end.

After waking up, Ye Dingzhi thought about Yi Wenjun in his dream and found that he didn't seem to like her that much. It was just that she had been his fiancée since childhood. It seemed that being nice to her was a matter of course for him.

After they woke up, they felt that the dream was extremely real, and their intuition told them that it seemed to be their ending, but someone changed their fate. However, they all found that Mo Luyi had never existed in their dream.

By the time Ye Dingzhi woke up completely, it was still dark. However, when he walked out of the house and saw Li Changsheng and Mo Luyi playing chess outside, he realized what was going on.

When Mo Luyi saw him, she said, "The imperial court has already known that you are Ye Yun, and has issued a wanted order."

When Ye Dingzhi heard this, he thought of himself in his dream and said in a daze: "This is fate, this is destiny."

Mo Luyi looked at Ye Dingzhi, who looked as dejected as a frost-bitten eggplant. She instantly lost interest in the chess piece in her hand and threw it onto the chessboard. Then she said bluntly, "What are you talking about? I'm here, what are you afraid of? Humph, even if we were in the palace, your junior uncle would still be able to bring you out unharmed. Are you still afraid of that bastard Emperor Tai'an?"

Upon hearing Mo Luyi's words, Ye Dingzhi stared at her in astonishment, his eyes wide open, as if he had seen a ghost. In his mind, this junior master had always been as gentle as a Jiangnan woman; he had never seen her so bold and uninhibited. However, when he realized that the junior master had become like this solely out of concern for him, an indescribable warmth welled up within him.

At this moment, Ye Dingzhi's mind was racing, and familiar and kind faces kept flashing through his mind - now he has a master and mistress who care for him deeply; a loving junior uncle; like-minded close friends; and a foster father who treats him like his own son... Thinking of this, he remembered that he is not alone in this world as in his dreams, but is accompanied by many people who truly care about him.

Seeing Ye Dingzhi standing there in a daze, Mo Luyi couldn't help but shook her head helplessly and urged softly, "Don't stand there like an idiot. Sit down quickly." As she spoke, she nodded towards the stool beside her, indicating that Ye Dingzhi should sit down quickly.