Traveling through thousands of years, I only love you

The night Li Lingyuan left, the wind howled, as if the entire world mourned the lovers' separation. Xiao Yi tossed and turned restlessly in his sleep, his dreams filled with images of Li Lingyuan being pulled by a dark force. He reached out to grab her, but his hands always flew empty. When he woke from his dreams, he subconsciously called out Li Lingyuan's name, but only endless silence answered him.

He ran frantically through the palace, a body without a soul. In the imperial garden, they had embraced amidst a profusion of blossoms. He had plucked the most beautiful flowers for her and placed them in her hair. Back then, she had smiled as brightly as a flower, eyes fixed only on him. "Lingyuan, look at this peony, it's as beautiful as you." Xiao Yi recalled, almost seeing Li Lingyuan sniffing the peony, her hair dancing in the wind, mingling with its fragrance. But now, the garden was still full of spring, but the beautiful woman was gone. Every flower seemed to mock his helplessness.

They had also sat together by the lake on quiet nights. Xiao Yi still remembered Li Lingyuan telling him stories about her strange world. The technology and culture he had never heard of were so magical in her words. "Your Majesty, in my world, people can soar through the sky, traveling thousands of miles a day." The glint in Li Lingyuan's eyes was like the brightest star in the night sky. Although Xiao Yi found it difficult to understand at the time, he was captivated by her story, simply because it was her world, a part of her. Now, the moonlight by the lake was still as clear as water, but he was alone. The memory pierced his heart like a sharp knife.

In the court, the ministers' reports buzzed like mosquitoes, and Xiao Yi couldn't concentrate at all. All he could think about was Li Lingyuan's resolute, sorrowful look as she departed. "Your Majesty, this is a matter of vital importance to the people's livelihood. Please make the decision," a minister's loud remonstration brought Xiao Yi out of his memories. He stared blankly at the minister, then waved his hand feebly, signaling the dismissal of the court. He knew he couldn't remain so depressed, but the pain of losing Li Lingyuan was like a thorn in his flesh, unable to shake it off.

In the modern world, Li Lingyuan walked alone on the bustling streets, the hustle and bustle of the surroundings irrelevant to her. She watched the couples embrace tenderly on the street, and that scene was like a key, unlocking the floodgates of her memory. At a banquet at the palace, she and Xiao Yi danced gracefully on the dance floor, their clothes fluttering, their eyes locked, as if the whole world was only them. "Your Majesty, you and I are like these dancing butterflies, never to be separated." Li Lingyuan's own words from those days still echoed in her ears, but now, that vow had been crushed by the cruel reality.

She returned home and looked at herself in the mirror, only to see Xiao Yi behind her, gently combing her hair. "Lingyuan, your hair is as smooth as satin," his whisper lingered in her ears. Her hand unconsciously touched her hair, tears welling up in her eyes. The jade pendant she always carried with her was her only connection to that world. She clutched it tightly, as if holding onto the love she had for Xiao Yi, but the cold touch only made her heart ache even more.

In ancient times, Xiao Yi embarked on a desperate search for a way to travel through time and space. He shut himself in his library, poring over ancient tome day and night. The pages of those ancient books rustled in his hands, each word a potential hope of finding Li Lingyuan. He recalled Li Lingyuan's acumen in handling government affairs, her innovative ideas always resolving difficult problems. "Your Majesty, reforming the imperial examination system must prioritize practical application and select truly talented individuals." Her words echoed clearly in his mind. Back then, she had been confident and charming, his most capable assistant and, indeed, his soul mate.

Once, he found a vague passage about the Gate of Time and Space in a dusty ancient tome. It mentioned an ancient ritual requiring the gathering of several items of mysterious power at a specific location and time. Xiao Yi's heartbeat quickened, as if he had seen a glimmer of hope. He immediately summoned the wise men of the court to study the record together, meticulously examining every detail.

Li Lingyuan, in the modern world, didn't give up. She scoured the internet for theoretical and experimental data on time travel, and spent her days traveling to various research institutions to consult experts. Despite every questioning and denial, she remained unwavering. She recalled the days in ancient times when she and Xiao Yi faced wars and palace crises together, supporting each other and never giving up. "Your Majesty, we will overcome this." Her faith burned like a flame, sustaining her on this seemingly hopeless path.

As time passed, Xiao Yi embarked on a arduous journey to find a mysterious artifact. In the distant frontier, he encountered ferocious beasts and a harsh natural environment. Once, he was trapped in a valley by a pack of wolves, surrounded by hungry green eyes and deafening roars. In this life-or-death situation, he thought of Li Lingyuan. "Lingyuan, I cannot die. I must find you." This conviction gave him incredible strength, and he and his trusted followers fought their way out of the encirclement.

Li Lingyuan also faces immense pressure in the modern world. Her family and friends believe she has lost her mind and try to pull her out of this "fantasy." But looking at the jade pendant in her hand and recalling the vow she made with Xiao Yi under the moonlight, she knows this is no fantasy; it represents the truest and most profound emotion of her life.

On the eve of a remarkable astronomical phenomenon, Xiao Yi finally gathered all the mysterious artifacts. Weary yet resolute, he returned to the palace, ready to perform a ritual that would transport him through time and space. He stood before the altar, surrounded by the hard-earned artifacts, each stained with his blood and sweat. He closed his eyes, the image of Li Lingyuan's face forming in his mind. "Lingyuan, I've come to see you."

In the modern world, Li Lingyuan also arrived at the location she had calculated as a possible time travel destination. It was a remote and peaceful place. She looked up at the sky, her heart pounding. She thought back to every holiday she had shared with Xiao Yi at the palace. Those moments, filled with laughter and warmth, were the most precious treasures in her life.

At that crucial moment, Xiao Yi, in the ancient palace, initiated the ritual. Lights shone, and the air around him seemed to ignite, twisting into bizarre shapes. Xiao Yi felt a powerful force tugging at his soul. He gritted his teeth and persevered, with a single thought in his mind: to meet Li Lingyuan. In the modern world, Li Lingyuan also felt that familiar force, and her body began to grow lighter, as if being sucked into an unknown dimension.

However, just when everything seemed on the verge of success, something unexpected happened. The ancient palace ritual suddenly experienced a powerful backlash, the light suddenly becoming violent, and Xiao Yi was thrown flying, falling heavily to the ground. The surrounding objects were reduced to dust in the explosion, and the flame of hope seemed to be ruthlessly extinguished in an instant. Meanwhile, in the modern world, Li Lingyuan was also blocked by an invisible force, like a transparent wall standing in front of her. She pounded frantically, but could not break through.

Xiao Yi lay on the ground, blood oozing from the corner of his mouth. He stared at the sky, his eyes filled with despair. "Lingyuan..." His voice was hoarse and weak. Was this their end? And Li Lingyuan, in a corner of the modern world, wept bitterly. Her hand still clenched the jade pendant. The love that had spanned millennia seemed at this moment to be completely crushed by time and space. They were once again ruthlessly separated. Whether they could meet again in the future became a heart-wrenching suspense, like a sword of Damocles hanging over their heads, leaving them to suffer the pain of longing in their own worlds, struggling between memories and despair.