Reborn, meet you again!

Night falls.

The bright moonlight sprinkled on the courtyard outside Jun Jiuchen's bedroom, casting a silver-white glow on the courtyard.

In the center of the courtyard, Jun Jiuchen sat opposite Shangguan Yu in silence.

He drank one glass of liquor after another.

There was already a hint of drunkenness on her jade-like cheeks.

Shangguan Yu frowned slightly when he saw the man who called him but didn't say anything and just drank alone. He couldn't help but stand up and pull Suifeng behind him aside.

"What happened to him today?"

Suifeng actually doesn’t know either.

Just looking at his master like this, he thought for a moment and then spoke.

"Miss Jiang was here today."

"Jiang Wanqiao?"

Suifeng nodded.

"Yes, Your Highness has always suspected that the eldest daughter of the Song family is not dead, and may have some connection with Miss Jiang."

"So the prince asked me to keep an eye on Miss Jiang for a while, saying that he used a painting as bait to lure Miss Song out. But yesterday, Miss Jiang personally painted that painting for the prince, and the prince saw it and felt something was wrong..."

"Today, when Miss Jiang came over, the prince suddenly acted frivolously towards her for some unknown reason, even taking off his mask and revealing his true face to her..."

Suifeng picked out some key points and told Shangguan Yu everything that had happened in the past few days.

The master and Master Shangguan are close friends, and Master Shangguan is smart. Maybe he can see something and persuade the prince.

After listening to Suifeng's words, Shangguan Yu's mind turned over a lot, and he soon grasped the key point.

If someone said Jun Jiuchen would flirt with a woman, he would never believe it, so when Jiang Wanqiao drew the picture that he originally thought only Song Wan could draw, he felt...

Jiang Wanqiao is Song Wan.

Then he suspected that she was in disguise, so he touched the girl? In the end, he found out that Jiang Wanqiao was really just Jiang Wanqiao?

but……

He put so much thought into it, how could his relationship with Song Wan be normal? It was a good thing that when he was speculating like this that day, this person was still as if nothing had happened.

Shangguan Yu thought about it and walked back to the stone table, holding down the person who poured him another glass of wine and was about to put it into his mouth.

"Drinking to drown your sorrows isn't your style."

"Why, now that I'm here, you're not going to tell me about your past with the eldest daughter of the Song family?"

Jun Jiuchen waved his hand away and drank the wine in the glass.

There was a hint of confusion and drunkenness in his eyes as dark as ink, but he was still unwilling to talk about the past and only looked at Shangguan Yudao.

"Tell me, are there really two people in this world who are so similar?"

Shangguan Yu quietly looked at Jun Jiuchen, who seemed a little unfamiliar to him.

In his impression, this person seemed to always be sober and self-controlled, and sometimes even cold-blooded and ruthless.

But at this moment, he was leaning against the table, his long hair slightly loose, like a god who accidentally descended from the nine heavens to the mortal world, tainted by the worldly nature.

He thought about it and spoke to him in a very relaxed tone.

"Didn't Miss Jiang say that her medical skills were passed down from the eldest daughter of the Song family? What's so strange about having the same medical skills?"

"As for the painting, since they are all copies, they must be copies of the original. Since the lone goose paintings by Miss Jiang and Miss Song are exactly the same as the original, they are naturally identical."

"Why, is it true that your Miss Song is allowed to have such painting skills?"

"Instead of worrying about these trivial things, why don't you think about why you want to find Song Wan so much?"

"Love her, do you want to take her away from Yun Zheng?"

"Do you still hate her? Do you want to find her and kill her all over again?"

Jun Jiuchen's grip on the cup suddenly tightened.

"If you say, I want to do both of these!"

Shangguan Yu looked at his usually reserved and restrained friend and saw a flash of madness in his eyes.

His brows furrowed unconsciously.

"If you want to do it, you have to believe that the other person is still alive."

"Don't you think about it? A cliff that high would be dangerous even if it was Suifeng or you. Not to mention she was shot by an arrow. She's just a little girl, how unlikely is it that she could still be alive?"

"Why, are you going to let an innocent little girl be bullied by you based on your own ridiculous assumptions?"

Since he has personally confirmed that she is the real Jiang Wanqiao, could it be that she is possessed by a ghost?

It was obvious that he himself had never believed in such things as ghosts and gods.

Back in Mobei, when the enemy was playing tricks to disrupt the morale of the army, he didn't even blink an eye and killed the person who spread the rumors. Now... why should he suffer here anymore?

But at this moment, Jun Jiuchen's drinking action suddenly paused.

Suddenly a thought flashed through my mind.

What did Shangguan Yu say just now?

painting?

By the way, she brought two paintings. If the picture of the lone goose is exactly the same because it was copied, then... what about the other painting?

That was the picture she drew before she revealed her true face to him!

If she was determined to get a chance from him, would she risk using her own handwriting and giving her best?

Thinking of this, Jun Jiuchen's mind seemed to suddenly clear up a little, and he stood up and walked towards the room.

Shangguan Yu, who was trying to persuade his friend, was startled when he saw Jun Jiuchen suddenly stand up and walk towards the room. He immediately stood up and followed him.

"Hey, where are you going..."

When Shangguan Yu came into the room, Jun Jiuchen had already opened another brocade box.

The scroll suddenly unfolded before their eyes.

It was an ink painting.

The painting also depicts the Mobei battlefield, with a figure holding a spear and wearing armor from behind.

He stood tall and straight, with his head slightly raised, looking into the distant sky. Not far away, among the undulating sand dunes, flocks of geese were migrating southward in a neat V-shape.

Amidst the solemnity, there is a strong sense of vitality and hope.

And the man with the spear.

It's a British prince.

When Shangguan Yu saw this painting, a rare look of seriousness appeared on his face.

If the old man were still alive, and saw them finally fulfill his lifelong wish and recover the land they had lost in his hands, this would probably be the scene.

"Is this a painting by Miss Jiang?"

There was only a hint of disappointment in Jun Jiuchen's eyes, and the fingers that were originally tightly grasping the scroll gradually relaxed.

Then, he uttered a muffled "hmm".

After receiving the answer, Shangguan Yu came back to his senses from the painting and reached out to take the painting from Jun Jiuchen's hand.

"This Miss Jiang is indeed clever. She guessed that the friend you were talking about was me, and then she inquired about my background. She wanted to impress me with this painting and make me recognize the copied painting of a lone goose..."

"But if that's the case, then it's even less likely that she is the eldest daughter of the Song family."

"Otherwise, if she's so smart and truly wanted to hide her identity from you, why would she approach you so repeatedly and reveal so many flaws in front of you? Isn't that just shooting herself in the foot?"

"Even if you were wearing a mask, if the bond between you two was truly that deep, after several encounters with you, could it be true that she wouldn't recognize you at all? It's such a simple truth, I don't believe you can't understand it."

Shangguan Yu said this and turned his gaze back to the scroll.

"But since you are using my disguise, this painting is mine."

Jun Jiuchen did not stop him. He just let Shangguan Yu take the painting away and walked back to the courtyard in silence.

Shangguan Yu rolled up the scroll, put it back into the brocade box, and followed.

The two sat down on the stone bench again.

Looking at Jun Jiuchen, whose eyes seemed to have regained some clarity.

Shangguan Yu sighed inwardly.

It seems that this painting is not the handwriting of Miss Song...

He poured two glasses of wine and pushed them over.

"If you ask me, you don't have to think too much."

“Many things cannot be explained at the moment, but time will give the answers.”

Jun Jiuchen picked up the jade cup on the table with his slender fingers.

How could he not know that what Shangguan Yu said was true? However, this feeling of having lost everything again made him feel a little...

Not reconciled.

Even more ridiculous.

After watching her die in front of him, and then learning that she might still be alive.

He actually thought about it for a moment.

if……

She was willing to continue lying to him, telling him that it was Song Yi who had reported him and arranged for someone to ambush and kill him, and that he had been tortured, and she was not aware of it. Later, she turned to another man, which was not what she wanted.

And she has always had only him in her heart, and now she is willing to return to him to atone for her sins.

He could actually... try to forgive her.

Such thoughts.

Make him feel like a complete joke!

With emotions surging in his eyes, Jun Jiuchen raised his hand and drank the wine in the glass.

That's it.

He has wasted too much time and energy on "Song Wan" these days.

It's time to stop.

But as Shangguan Yu said, although there are too many things and too many coincidences that cannot be explained right now.

But if she is really Song Wan, there will be a day when she will reveal her flaws.

Forcing it may only backfire.

Then...

Let's put it aside for now.