After the treason, the enemy and I have HE

It was the same dream again.

However, Feng Xinghe was already very calm, he even looked forward to what he would do in the dream this time.

He was sitting alone on a stone bench among the bamboo groves, holding a long sword in his hand across his knees. He seemed to be practicing with his eyes closed, but he always felt restless.

This feeling lasted until evening, when the sky gradually darkened.

A young man with the appearance of Mu Jialan, Xihua, came from the foot of the mountain, holding a lotus lantern in his hand.

"Where did you go?" Feng Xinghe could feel a faint displeasure in his heart, "Did you go down the mountain to play with Qianqian and the others again? For the matter of cultivating Taoism, take a step back after a day's delay. You are so playful, how can you?" Carry forward the edge of the sword and inherit the mantle of the master?"

Hearing this, Xihua hesitated for a moment before lowering his head: "Senior brother taught me that Xihua won't dare in the future."

But he immediately raised his head again, the young boy's immature and handsome face was illuminated by the faint candlelight: "But today is brother's birthday, I just want to prepare a birthday gift for brother."

Feng Xinghe paused, and the displeasure in his heart dissipated, replaced by guilt.

A cultivator has no age, he has long forgotten his birthday, and maybe he hasn't mentioned it for many years.Unexpectedly, the young man had a heart, and specially prepared a birthday gift for him.

He glanced at the exquisite lotus lantern in the young man's hand, and slightly raised the corner of his mouth, intending to reach out to take the lotus lantern: "Senior brother blamed you, and I apologize to you. The lotus lantern is very beautiful, Xihua has a heart."

However, the young man didn't hand him the lotus lantern in his hand, but took the hand he handed over very naturally, and walked down the mountain with the lantern in the other hand.

"Xihua, where are you taking senior brother..."

The young man was speechless all the way, but there was a little excitement in his breath, and Feng Xinghe couldn't help asking.

Immediately afterwards, the boy led him to stop by the river at the foot of the mountain.

This river originates from the melted snow on the top of the mountain. The river is not deep but the river is very wide.

At this moment, there are countless river lanterns floating on the river.

The dim light illuminated a band of radiant light on the surface of the river, swaying and slowly flowing into the distance, beautifully like the galaxy overflowing in the sky, flowing into the river under their feet.

The stars in the sky and the river lamps on the ground intertwine and reflect each other, which is too beautiful to behold.

"There are nine thousand nine hundred and ninety-nine river lanterns in the river." Xihua said, turning his head to look at his senior brother, holding his senior brother's hand and putting the last river lantern in his hand into the water.

Ten thousand river lanterns are vast and indistinct, as bright as stars.

"Senior brother, happy birthday." The young man looked intently at his senior brother's side face staring at the lake, and said in a low voice.

Feng Xinghe opened his eyes, but for some reason, there was a huge emptiness and loss in his heart.

"I had a dream." He looked at Mu Jialan's handsome profile and said softly.

It seems that every time I have this kind of dream, it is after having intimate contact with Mu Jialan.Feng Xinghe lowered his eyelids thoughtfully, wondering if there was any connection between the two, or he was thinking too much.

Mu Jialan, who was sleeping comfortably, heard his words in a daze, opened his eyes and took him into his arms: "Let's listen."

"I dreamed that we became ordinary monks." As soon as Feng Xinghe's voice fell, he didn't know if it was his illusion, but he felt that Mu Jialan's body seemed to be a little stiff.

"Well, what then?" Mu Jialan opened her eyes and asked.

Feng Xinghe rubbed his temples: "You are nice to me."

They were making dim sum and setting up lotus lanterns. It can be seen that the friendship between teachers and brothers is very deep.

Mu Jialan hugged her tightly silently, he didn't know which part of Feng Xinghe's memory flashed, let alone dared to answer.

But he was very sure that what Feng Xinghe remembered was not the last days of his previous life.

Otherwise, people should be scared away by now.

"Hiss~" Feng Xinghe suddenly took a deep breath, "How could it be the lotus lantern you set for me in my dream? I clearly remember it was Yuncheng!"

In his memory, Yun Cheng's face overlapped with the blurry galaxy.

"Yuncheng?" Mu Jialan noticed something was wrong, he looked at Feng Xinghe, "Do you still remember what happened between you and him?"

"I remember Yuncheng making snacks for me, showing me fireworks, doing my laundry for me, and waiting aside while I was practicing my abilities..." Feng Xinghe's voice suddenly disappeared as he spoke.

He also noticed something was wrong.

light fireworks?Emperor Star expressly prohibits setting off fireworks.

laundry?He has a butler robot at home that can perfectly handle all housework.

Practice abilities?His martial arts training room prohibits others from entering at all.

But these things kept appearing in his memory, so natural, so logical, so natural that he didn't have any doubts about these flawed memories at all.

"There seems to be something wrong with my memory." Feng Xinghe frowned, rubbing the center of his brows.

Indeed something went wrong.

There was a glimmer of dark light in Mu Jialan's golden pupils, and the memories of Feng Xinghe's previous life were mixed with the memories of this life.

"Is it because of these memories that you proposed to the emperor to be engaged to Yuncheng?" Mu Jialan suddenly asked again as if thinking of something.

Feng Xinghe paused, then nodded slightly.

In his heart, he really liked Yun Cheng's meticulous and considerate care, and he also had an urge to take care of him, so he chose to mention this matter to the emperor when he noticed that Yun Sheng's gaze had been following him.

There seemed to be a voice in his heart reminding him not to disappoint the eyes that always followed him.

But now he suddenly realized that those memories were so illogical.The warmth and light in his memory all came from Mu Jialan in his dream.

What happened to his memory?

Mu Jialan remained silent, but there was an urge in her heart to hold Feng Xinghe and cry bitterly.

Feng Xinghe regarded him as Yun Cheng, that's why he asked the emperor to marry him.Then the senior brother in the previous life, did you ever think of wanting to be with him?

If, if that incident hadn't happened, would they have become the immortal couple that everyone envied?

However, he chose a path that made his senior brother drift away from him, brewing that tragedy that he didn't want to recall.

"Jealous?" Seeing that Mu Jialan didn't speak, Feng Xinghe temporarily gave up on sorting out his messy memory, slightly raised the corner of his mouth and kicked Mu Jialan's calf with his bare feet.

Mu Jialan hugged Feng Xinghe's shoulder tightly, buried her head in the socket of his shoulder, and took a deep breath: "I think I'm very lucky."

met you.

Then I met you again.

"What's the matter?" Feng Xinghe looked at the big man lying on his body a little funny, no matter how much such a big man acted like a baby, he wouldn't think he was cute, okay?

Well, actually...

It's really cute, Feng Xinghe thought a little embarrassed.

"Headache, I need you to kiss me to get better." Mu Jialan wanted to praise her wit.

When he was dealing with the space portal on Emerald Planet, the majestic power was absorbed into his body, and at the same time, he also restored the memory of his previous life. Naturally, his head no longer hurts for no reason.

But he kept this matter from Feng Xinghe, so he could enjoy special benefits at any time.

Feng Xinghe heard the words, his face showed worry, and he sat up and looked at him: "Is it the same pain as before?"

Mu Jialan nodded cheekily, showing a hypocritical and forbearing expression at the same time.

In the next second, Feng Xinghe really took the initiative to offer a kiss.

While enjoying her lover's initiative, Mu Jialan lamented triumphantly in her heart that there is probably nothing better in this world than now.

After 'curing' Mu Jialan's strange headache, Feng Xinghe's lips were slightly swollen, and the thin red at the end of his eyes became more vivid.

The terminal on the wrist sent a message prompt at the right time.

Feng Xinghe clicked on to receive the information, a virtual light screen appeared in the air, and a string of white symbols flashed across the blue screen so quickly that the naked eye had no time to capture it.

However, Feng Xinghe not only sees every data clearly, but also converts data into information in his brain.

"What's the matter?" Mu Jialan noticed that Feng Xinghe was in a bad mood after receiving the message, and asked.

"The queen mother is under house arrest in the Royal Sanatorium, and Yuexian can only guard the outside and cannot serve personally, so I don't know the specific situation of the queen mother now." Feng Xinghe's eyes turned cold.

"The Royal Sanatorium." Mu Jialan frowned slightly.

It is said to be a nursing home, but more often it is used to imprison members of the royal family who have made mistakes.

Moreover, the vice president of the Royal Sanatorium is Feng Qianshang.

Although she is a woman, she is also staring at the position of the heir to the empire.If the queen falls into her hands, life will not be too easy in the future.

"What are your plans?" Mu Jialan touched the back of Feng Xinghe's hand comfortingly.

Feng Xinghe looked at him after pondering for a moment: "Sounds east and west."

"Huh?" Mu Jialan pretended to be listening.

"You and I will split into two groups." Feng Xinghe clicked on the defense map near Emperor Star and began to plan, "The news that we snatched the starship on Watch Star should have spread across the stars, Feng Yueheng and the others will definitely be there Wait for us on the only way back to Emperor Star."

"This is the last line of defense to enter Emperor Star. The guard towers and space bases here are not strictly guarded. You take Chen Ke and the others and this starship to attract Feng Yueheng's attention. I will lurk in from here alone."

After hearing Feng Xinghe's plan, Mu Jialan frowned deeply: "You go alone to break through the blockade? It's too dangerous."

Feng Xinghe is only an S-level ability now, which is equivalent to the cultivation base of the transformation stage, and there are hundreds of supernatural fighters with his strength on the emperor star.

He would never let Feng Xinghe go to Emperor Star alone.

"I have this." Feng Xinghe smiled and shook a small white jade bottle in his hand, "Just find someone who looks like him, two hours is enough to pass the sentry inspection."

What was in that bottle was the Huanrong Pill that he had begged for from Ouyang Shen before.

Mu Jialan paused for a moment, his expression slightly hesitant.

It's not that he doesn't believe in Feng Xinghe's strength and ability, but that once he thinks of this person taking risks in places he can't see, his heart panics.

It seems that the problems left over from the previous life will not be cured.