limited backtracking

When it was almost Haishi in Fengdu again, and he was running back and forth between the human world and Fengdu without sleep, Bai Lian only had six words in his mind—tired, sleepy and hungry.

The corners of the mouth that were always slightly raised on weekdays also drooped the moment they stepped into the mansion.

Because of the high number of dead souls this time, Lu Sui explained to Bai Lian that he could send the dead souls to the path of reincarnation tomorrow.

Eucalyptus thyme was able to sleep well because of this.

He brought dozens of dead souls back from the human world yesterday, and when the Shidian sent someone to give him the book of the dead, it was already an ugly time.

Bai Lian secretly cursed Shi Dian a few words, and hurriedly brought the dead soul to Naihe Bridge.Watching the souls of the dead drink Mengpo soup one by one, they quickly opened the door to reincarnation, and sent all the souls to the road of reincarnation at the dawn of dawn.

Leading the way overnight is an extremely painful thing, at least it is painful for Bai Lian, who loves to sleep.

When he got back to the mansion, Bai Lian was already extremely sleepy, he was about to cover himself with the quilt, sleep for a day and a night first, and then received a voice transmission from his lord to hold a court meeting.

It is extremely common in Feng to not rest all day long, and the ten highnesses in front of the line even couldn't sleep a wink for days and nights when they got busy.

But when I arrived at Baili Eucalyptus, I was so sleepy that I didn't sleep all day.

Feng Zhi was standing guard in the front hall, there was a white porcelain bowl on the table, I don't know what it contained, it was still steaming.

Bai Lian took a closer look and was overjoyed, "Sweet red bean soup? Who brought it?"

"Your Majesty the Tenth."

Baili Eucalyptus: It seems that I am not so happy.

"Jiang Weiyan? Why did he send this here? Didn't he poison you?"

"His Royal Highness said that the master did not eat at night, and he was worried that you would not eat to sleep after returning home, so he brought sweet red bean soup over, and asked his subordinates to watch you finish it." Feng Zhi conveyed dutifully, "Ten His Highness said that he would take the empty bowl back for him to check."

Bai Lian twitched the corner of his mouth: "...What's wrong with him?"

Such a big bowl, how about feeding pigs?

Bai Lian waved his hand and said speechlessly: "Okay, you go down first, don't stare at me for eating."

After Feng Zhi retreated, Bai Lian picked up the white porcelain spoon and stirred the sweet red bean soup, without raising his head, he said lightly, "You are very good at squatting in the corner."

Hearing this, Jiang Weiyan stopped hiding.

He opened the sill window and said with a smile, "You discovered all of this."

"I suggest that next time you squat in the corner, clean off the scent of plum blossoms on your body." Baili Eucalyptus took a sip of the sweet soup and teased, "After all, we don't grow plum blossoms in our yard."

"For such a big Fengdu, plum blossoms are not the only ones in our courtyard, right?"

"That's right." Bai Lian smiled sarcastically, "But other people's brains are relatively normal, and they don't have the habit of picking people's corners in the middle of the night. Except for you, I'm afraid the whole Feng will not be able to find a second person." indivual."

Jiang Weiyan smiled angrily: "Eleventh, is it so fun to run on me all day? If I want to get a good word from you, do I have to go to the temple to burn hundreds of years of high incense?"

Bai Lian looked innocent: "This is really wrong no matter how you hear it, it's like someone who thinks I'm talking about something light-tongued."

"For the sake of working together for so many years, there is a little bit of friendship." Bai Lian put down the white porcelain spoon, got up and rummaged in the cabinet behind him, threw a few incense sticks to Jiang Weiyan, and said kindly, " It doesn’t need to be used for a few hundred years, and it’s enough to burn it for a hundred and 80 years. I’m not the kind of unreasonable person.”

Jiang Weiyan looked down at the incense in his hand, and laughed out loud after a while, leaned on the window and turned into the house, lifted Bai Lian's chin with the incense in his hand, and jokingly said: "I heard a joke today, you Want to hear it?"

Bai Lian leaned back, distanced himself from Jiang Weiyan, "What?"

Jiang Weiyan paused every word: "You are a reasonable person."

Thyme Eucalyptus: "..."

Is this person trying to find fault?

Jiang Weiyan glanced at the sweet soup on the table, "I haven't finished the sweet soup yet, go and drink it. It will be cold in a while."

"No appetite."

"Why do you always have no appetite?"

"Because you always appear in front of me."

"..."

Fine……

In order to let Bai Lian eat more food, Jiang Weiyan had to disappear in front of him first.

Before leaving, he even kissed Bai Lian on the side of the cheek in a desperate manner, but when he stepped out of the threshold, he was smashed by the gold silk pillow.

Xu Shi was so angry that he was hungry again, and Bai Lian didn't know why, and he didn't want to drink that bowl of sweet soup, but he sat back in his seat and ate it spoonful by spoonful.

***

Standing behind the huanghuali screen, Bai Lian took off his robe, hung it on the hanger, and asked, "Is there anything else I need to deal with? As long as I fall asleep, I won't get up easily."

Say no.

Bai Lian muttered in his heart.

It's a pity that Feng Zhi didn't hear his heartfelt voice, "Hmm...does the papers that haven't been approved this morning count?"

Bai Lian yawned, lifted the quilt and got into the bed, "I flipped through it in the morning, and it seems that only the booklet of the Ten Palaces has the word 'urgent' written on it?"

"Yes."

"That's not counting. I'm going to sleep. Don't call me before tomorrow morning." Bai Lian lay down, the quilt was covered up to his chin, only his head was exposed, "If Your Majesty wants to have a court meeting tomorrow morning, please tell me Fake."

"Yes, master."

Bai Lian rolled over wrapped in the quilt, and said in a daze, "Remember to close the door when you go out, and don't turn off the lantern at the door."

Eucalyptus slumbered deeply, and the calming incense filled the room, but the sleeping person still frowned.

The dream seems to be fragmented in an instant, it is a vast expanse of whiteness, and it is impossible to see the person opposite or yourself.

who is it?

Bai Lian stretched out his hand and tried to grab the person in front of him, but what he touched was something like fog.

He swept away the fog with a flick of his sleeve, and the figure of the person in front of him gradually became clear.

The man was thin and well-grown, and the red cloak made his pale face look a little more rosy. His eyes were deep and bright, and the amber eyes looked at the Thyme quietly.

"you……"

Thyme felt like she was looking in a mirror.

The fog surrounded him again, and he heard the calm and ethereal voice of the man, "I finally see you."

What do you mean?

Bai Lian didn't understand, he dreamed of himself, but it didn't seem to be him.

"It's been so long, do you remember anything?"

He really doesn't remember what happened before he entered Fengdu, he has not entered reincarnation, so he doesn't need to drink Mengpo soup.But even so, the longer you stay in Fengdu, you will gradually forget what happened before you were alive.

This is unavoidable for anyone.

"It seems that I don't remember." Xu Ying chuckled, "Forget it, I'll take you to find it."

"Go..." Bai Lian hadn't finished speaking, the surrounding area had disappeared, and noisy voices came to his ears.

"Where is this?" he asked.

"The capital of Great Xia, Bianjing."

They were standing on the watchtower by the river at this moment, with the bustling streets under their feet, and the ten-mile-long street was brightly lit.

There are colorful lanterns of different shapes floating on the surface of the sparkling river, and the air is filled with the fragrance of floating yuanzi and silkworms.

"Today is the Lantern Festival." Xu Ying said, "I don't know if you feel familiar, but I have indeed remembered this day for many, many years."

Bai Lian asked, "Because it's lively?"

"Perhaps, this is the first time I have celebrated the Lantern Festival outside the palace. It is really a world of difference across a wall."

"how you said that?"

Xuying smiled and replied: "Inside the palace walls are gang formations, hypocrisy and persecution, and outside the palace walls are family reunions and family happiness. Do you think it's more carefree outside the palace?"

There were dots of lights in the eyes of Baili Eucalyptus. Although he couldn't remember it, the scene in front of him made him feel very familiar.

"The sky lantern will be released soon."

Bai Lian looked at the people gathered on the flat ground in the distance. Someone was writing on the sky lantern with a pen, and someone had already lit the fire, adjusting the sky lantern and waiting for the time.

"Your Highness."

A strange yet familiar voice suddenly sounded from behind, Bai Lian subconsciously turned his head, and saw a man in white holding a sky lantern, standing beside the phantom.

He couldn't see the man's face in white, but his heart beat faster for no reason.

Bai Lian couldn't hear what they were saying, and after a while, the sky lantern also drifted slowly towards the starry sky with the wind.

He saw the writing on the sky lantern.

"The mountains and rivers are safe, I love Yong'an."

Completely different handwriting, one is calm and orderly, the other is arrogant and unruly, but somehow it makes people feel that they match well.

Without warning, the dream began to fall apart in the sky lights that lit up the night sky, floating in the air one by one like fragments until it dissipated.

Thyme Eucalyptus returned to the original white mist.

Only him.

Every time, it was only him.

Baili Eucalyptus woke up at this moment.

The sky outside the window was slightly bright, and the tranquilizing incense in the room had already been burned out, leaving only a faint fragrance.

Bai Lian closed his eyes again, breathing heavily, pinching the center of his brows with his right hand.

He remembered that he had a dream, but he couldn't remember exactly what he dreamed of. He only remembered a few fragmentary pictures.

"Shangyuan Festival... sky lanterns..."

Bai Lian sat up, lifted the quilt and got out of bed, trying to remember, while walking outside.

The water surface of the pond in the courtyard was calm and calm. He looked down and saw his face reflected in the water.

He knew why he felt a little strange when looking at that phantom.

He raised his hand to touch his eyes.

There was no red mole under the man's right eye.

***

Bai Lian stepped on the morning light and slowly walked to the bridge of Naihe. Po Meng was staring at her soup in the room, while Naihe and Wang Chuan pestered Po Meng for breakfast.

Unexpectedly, he walked quietly like a cat, and no one noticed him coming in for a while.

Bai Lian frowned and said softly: "Morning mother, morning brothers."

Po Meng was annoyed by the quarrel, and when she heard Baili's voice, she put aside Naihe and Wang Chuan, and waved to Baili with a smile, "Come here, let Granny take a look."

Bai Lian sat down on the cushion beside her, looked up at Granny Meng with her beautiful eyes, "Grandma, I'm hungry, do you have breakfast?"

Granny Meng touched his head, unable to hide the joy in her voice, "Of course, I haven't come to Granny's for breakfast for a while, what do you want to eat?"

Bai Lian thought for a moment, and said, "Sweet sweet-scented osmanthus porridge."

"Okay, mother-in-law will make it for you."

"Grandma, I want to eat white jade cake." Naihe looked at Granny Meng pitifully.

Granny Meng ignored him, got up and walked out.

"Grandma, I want to eat wontons." Wang Chuan shouted watching Granny Meng's back gradually disappearing.

Granny Meng didn't respond, and her steps quickened.

Naihe and Wangchuan: "..."

Bai Lian silently drank the plum blossom tea on the table, put down the tea cup and raised his eyes to meet two resentful gazes.

Thyme Eucalyptus: "..."

He silently picked up the teacup again.

"I heard that His Highness the Sixth Highness brought back hundreds of dead souls yesterday. Well, this big pot of Mengpo soup is probably prepared for them." Wang Chuan stirred the bubbling Mengpo soup.

"It's a shame, please try to cook as fast as possible. I will attract the souls of the dead as soon as night falls, and send them to reincarnation earlier." Bai Lian smiled at Wang Chuan and said, "I'd better go back to rest earlier."

Nai He picked up a peanut, tossed it up, then raised his head and opened his mouth to catch it, chewing the peanut and mumbled, "Little Shishi, with all due respect, if you sleep too much, your brain will become stupid."

Baili Eucalyptus picked the tangerines of the oranges carefully, and responded indifferently: "Yeah, I'm willing to be a fool."

Naihe: "..."

"By the way, where's the other shore?" Bai Lian stuffed a piece of orange into his mouth, frowning sourly.

Wang Chuan looked at half of the oranges that Bai Lian handed over, and sighed in his heart that Xiao Shiyi would feel sorry for his brother when he grew up.

He stopped what he was doing and took it, and sat down while breaking the orange, "Little girl is still asleep, I'm afraid I can't find anyone who likes sleeping more than the two of you."

Thyme Eucalyptus is picking up the red grapes in the fruit plate. Those that are too soft are not acceptable, those that are too hard are not acceptable, those that are too light in color are not acceptable, those that are too dark are not acceptable, and those that are uneven in color are not acceptable, and those that are crooked and cracked are not acceptable.

After picking for a long time, I finally picked a satisfactory one.

The cheeks of the thyme moved, and the sweetness of the red grapes slowly suppressed the sourness of the oranges.

He saw Wang Chuan eat two pieces of orange at a time, then glanced at himself resentfully, threw the orange to Naihe without changing his expression, picked up the plum blossom tea by himself, and drank a cup of tea in one go.

"..." Naihe felt like a slop bucket.

Wang Chuan: "By the way, where did these dead souls come from? The massacre?"

"No."