I traveled through the Cretaceous period and farmed with the ever-changing dog egg.

"I'm here."

"Ah Zheng~" This time, Ying Zheng did not respond to the dreamy voice, as if he had lost his soul.

A thousand-year love, a thousand-year search, dreams linger, bringing sorrow. Three lifetimes of fate, three lifetimes of dreams, longing transforms into tears of yearning. Memories of dreams, of longing, vanish in this moment. Forbidden…

As the incantation ended and the spell was complete, Lin Chaoyan was getting dressed to leave when Ying Zheng grabbed her.

"Where is Ayan going?"

He wanted to get up and hug her, but found himself unable to move. He looked incredulously at the girl who had just been so intimately entwined with him.

"What did you do? Ah Yan, Ah Yan, what exactly did you do?"

With her back to Ying Zheng, Lin Chaoyan closed her eyes tightly, and when she opened them again, there was no emotion in her eyes.

"The Spell of Forgetfulness! Ah Zheng has seen it before! Soon you will forget me completely." You won't suffer from unfulfilled desires, you won't have to worry about dying at the hands of the enemy all the time, and you won't become His pawn.

"Why? You promised me you would never use it on me. Why? Was everything just now a lie?" Ying Zheng asked, almost trembling, as he roared.

"I'm sorry! I broke my promise! Everything that just happened was real. I love you, Zheng, I love you. But my future is shrouded in uncertainty and danger, and I don't want you to become one of His pawns."

Lin Chaoyan forcefully pulled her hand away. She knew that as long as she was ruthless, the young man before her couldn't hold her back. Lin Chaoyan knew this better than anyone. Ying Zheng knew it too.

"You, you, you don't believe me?"

No, I can't forget her, I absolutely cannot forget her. This fool! Why won't you believe me even now?

"Ah Zheng, someone once said, 'A lifetime is very long,' but don't take it too seriously, girl. I love you, I believe in you now, but I don't believe in you in the future." Love has never been a necessity for me, Ah Zheng, I've told you that before.

Forget about it!

"No, never!" He felt immense pain, as if his heart was about to explode. Ying Zheng had only one thought: he could not forget her, he absolutely could not forget her.

As a mouthful of blood gushed out, Lin Chaoyan knelt down, cupped his face, and gently comforted him. "Azheng, it's better to forget than to remember. Forget it! Stop resisting. The more you resist, the more pain you'll experience."

I'm sorry! I'm a selfish person, I'm sorry!! Lin Chaoyan wiped him clean and saw that his consciousness was becoming more and more blurred and he wanted to turn around and leave.

After taking a few steps, she realized that Ying Zheng was holding her clothes tightly. "Ayan, Ayan..."

Seeing her turn back, Ying Zheng's hope rekindled; he hoped Lin Chaoyan was just joking! Alas! Lin Chaoyan's face was filled with conflict, pain, and reluctance, all of which ultimately transformed into resolute determination. She forcefully pulled her clothes back and walked further and further away from his sight.

"Ayan, Ayan~" You are so cruel, you are so heartless!

"Ahhhh..."

Lin Chaoyan, I hate you, I hate you so much! I really love you! Please come back! I won't bother you again without your permission. Didn't we promise to go see the sea? I haven't even taught you how to ride a horse yet…

“Ayan,”

Liar! You've been planning to leave me all along. Ah Yan, I'll catch you, and I'll make sure you never escape my side again.

In his dream, Ying Zheng finally witnessed his memories of her gradually shattering like a mirror.

"Hello Zhao Zheng, my name is Lin Chaoyan. The Lin in 'forest' is the same as the Chaoyan in 'forest'."

"Ah Zheng, then can I call you Ah Zheng, okay...?"

"Ah Zheng, come and call me 'Auntie'..."

"Ah Zheng, are you cold...?"

"Zheng, you're doing it wrong. Let me demonstrate for you..."

"Zheng, let's build a snowman..."

"Ah Zheng, happy birthday..."

"Ah Zheng, what a coincidence! You're here to solicit prostitutes too? Pshaw, to admire the beauties!"

"Ah Zheng, I won't allow you to say bad things about Ah Ci, or I'll never talk to you again."

"Ah Zheng, if you practice it wrong again, I'll spank you. Don't think I won't hit you just because you're the crown prince."

"Ah Zheng, try this, it's delicious!"

"Ah Zheng~ I've become a bad guy!"

"Ah Zheng, why didn't Master tell me that loving someone would be so painful?"

"Ah Zheng, I want to see the sea, will you come with me?"

If we share the snow today, we can consider ourselves to have grown old together in this life.

...............

After the tender moments between the two disappeared, Ying Zheng, with tears streaming down his face, returned to his earliest memories.

Ying Zheng was plunged into darkness, struggling desperately like a drowning man, swimming towards a beam of light not far away.

"My dear! I won't leave, I'll stay with you forever..."

"I will always be with you..."

"I will always be with you..."

His earliest memories had vanished, and he stared at the blurry face of the girl before him, rubbing his eyes repeatedly in an attempt to make out her features. But no matter how much he rubbed, he couldn't make out her face.

Watching her drift further and further away, a giant butterfly appeared before him. As the butterfly appeared, Ying Zheng finally grabbed the person who seemed extremely important to him. He pulled her into his arms, his heart telling him he had to do this, he couldn't let go.

Outside the city, three cranes flew off to their respective destinations. Lin Chaoyan gazed deeply in that direction, tears welling up in her eyes.

She took a deep breath, turned around, got into the carriage, and left.

The three of them received her letter at the same time.

Fate is something we have no control over. Asagao's path ahead is too difficult; she must face it alone. The King has forgotten me; please do not mention me before him. Take care!

"Ayan? Zheng'er~"

Ah Yan, why are you suddenly so resolute?

"Miss Lin! Why are you doing this to yourself!"

"Father, Father, Miss Lin is gone! And she forbids us from mentioning anything about her in front of the King."

Before anyone else could even read the letter, it transformed into golden fireflies and flew into the sky.

"Father! Will the King really forget?"

"Everything will be clear at tomorrow's morning court session."

"Father! Miss Lin is really gone."

"Father, are we really not going to tell the King?"

Meng Ao looked in the direction where the fireflies had disappeared and sighed heavily. "Let's go back! Miss Lin has been kind to the Meng family. As long as the King doesn't ask, let's not mention it."

The carriage slowly drove towards the rising sun. Who will Lin Chaoyan encounter next?

"Asagao, where are we going next?"

Han Dong doesn't care where he goes, as long as he has family and Lin Chaoyan!

"We walked slowly towards the East China Sea, resting wherever we passed by."

"Master, the closest place to us is Balingyi."

"Let's go there!"

Lin Chaoyan was not familiar with the cities at this time. She could barely manage to understand them further back, but she really couldn't figure out the names of the cities during the Warring States period.

As dawn broke, Ying Zheng in Xianyang Palace also got out of bed completely naked, and his mind went blank when he saw that bright color.

The palace hasn't yet arranged for any concubines to enter. Could it be that he's favoring one of my palace maids? The deeper he thought about it, the more his heart ached. This forced him to interrupt his thoughts!

"Zhao Gao, find out which palace maid gave you the contraceptive soup last night."

As Zhao Gao watched the King of Qin's departing figure, he wondered, "How could the King say such a thing? How could he bear to give Miss Lin a contraceptive potion?" Looking at the empty palace, Zhao Gao had a bad feeling.

When he arrived at Gao Qiu's place, he got his answer!

"she left!"

Yes! She's gone!

"Why did she leave? How could she leave? She just abandoned the King like that?" Zhao Gao muttered to himself as he left Gao Qiu's residence. He returned to the Qilin Palace and gazed at his King from afar.

How could you forget something you cared about so much so easily? Your Majesty, I will help you remember.

After spending a day together, they realized that the king had truly forgotten the girl. So, they tacitly agreed not to speak unless Ying Zheng asked. Zhao Ji hesitated several times before finally choosing to remain silent.

So many strange things happened throughout the day. For example, this sachet in my arms—I don't know what it is, where it came from, or who gave it to me, but it hurts so much to look at it, and I can't bear to lose it.

"Zhao Gao, how is the investigation of that palace maid going? If such a lowly maid who climbs into my bed appears again, I will make sure your head rolls off the table."

"You lowly servant? How dare the King humiliate her like this! Forget it! Just forget about her!"

"Your Majesty, I have already taken care of it."

When alone, one always unconsciously looks towards a certain place with expectation, as if there is another person there. His heart was in turmoil, indescribable and unsettling. Ying Zheng forced himself to open the sachet, suppressing the discomfort in his heart.

"hair?"

A woman's hair? Why would I have such a thing?

As Ying Zheng thought about touching that strand of black hair with his fingertips, some blurry images flashed through his mind.

"Ayan, you lost! You have to agree to one condition."

"You said."

"I want a lock of your hair!"

"Oh! Here you go."

"Ayan, aren't you going to ask why?"

"Huh? Are you going to use this to curse me with voodoo dolls?"

"How can it be."

"Since that's the case, I don't care what you use it for!"

Ayan? Is that her name? Why does thinking of her cause me such pain? Why can't I remember her face?

"Han Fei actually committed suicide in the Qin prison, and the King of Qin used him for only a year to make the King of Han surrender and become a vassal."

"In my opinion, it was Li Si's intolerant nature that caused Han Fei's death."