"Croak..." A slightly sad cry woke up Mo Wuji. He raised his head and saw a lonely crow flying over his head, and soon disappeared without a trace together with the sad cry.
Where am I? Mo Wuji suddenly felt something strange. He seemed to be sitting on a newly piled low grave, with seven or eight children kneeling in front of him. A girl in a floral blue dress was standing next to him, holding a bamboo basket.
Just when Mo Wuji was confused, he suddenly heard the girl next to him saying softly, "Everyone is so good. We ran out of candy today, so we'll stop playing here. Remember to continue playing tomorrow."
Is this a game of emperor going to court? Why is this scene so familiar
Mo Wuji was shocked. Isn't this exactly the same as the fate of Murong Fu in the movie? Murong Fu finally went crazy in order to restore his country. His beautiful childhood sweetheart Wang Yuyan ran away with someone else, and in the end he only had a maid, Abi, by his side. The scene before her was that Murong Fu had no hope of returning to the country and finally went crazy. Abi called many children to play with Murong Fu after returning to the country.
"Long live my king, goodbye my king, come back tomorrow for candy..." After a while of garbled words, the crowd dispersed.
Wherever Mo Wuji looked, he saw several young and handsome men and women walking past not far away. When his eyes fell on the woman in the purple dress, he even forgot about his situation for a moment, and was just amazed in his heart that there was such a beautiful woman.
The girl in the purple skirt also cast her eyes on Murong Fu, her eyes showing a complex expression, ranging from sympathy to some barely noticeable disappointment. Several other young and handsome men and women seemed to be talking to him for a few words, and then they gradually walked away while smiling.
wrong…
Mo Wuji suddenly thought of a terrible result. Could it be that I was resurrected after death and then really reborn into Murong Fu's body? Is there really such a thing as soul traveling in this world
And why does my soul travel through time? What was I doing before this
Thinking of this, Mo Wuji felt a twitching pain in his heart. He finally recalled that after he developed the medicine to open up meridians, Xia Ruoyin, the lover for whom he could sacrifice his life, stabbed him from behind. Thinking of Xia Ruoyin's knife, sadness filled Mo Wuji's body and mind...
A severe headache prevented him from thinking any more, and Mo Wuji's mind was filled with messy information. A full hour or two passed before Mo Wuji figured out what was going on.
This was not the Song Dynasty, nor was he reborn in Murong Fu's body.
This is not even the earth. The place he is in is Raozhou, the capital of the Chengyu Kingdom. His original identity is a prince of a county called Northern Qin, and his name is Mo Xinghe. The reason why his father gave him the name Mo Xinghe was because the Chengyu Kingdom was a lord country under the Xinghan Empire, and this name was completely inspired by his yearning for the Xinghan Empire.
Mo Xinghe had no idea how big this place was. I only know that the Xinghan Empire is not the only empire, but there are many lord states under each empire, and there are many princess states under each lord state.
The Northern Qin County where he was originally belonged to Lord Chengyu, and Lord Chengyu belonged to the Xinghan Empire.
Nineteen years ago, Mo Xinghe's grandfather Mo Tiancheng, the lord of the Northern Qin Kingdom, arrived in Raozhou, the capital of Chengyu Kingdom, and there was no news from him again. Naturally, a Northern Qin county cannot be without an owner, but the owner of a county must be recognized by the lord and king.
If Mo Tiancheng hadn't disappeared suddenly, he could have directly passed the throne to his children and grandchildren, and then reported it to the lord country where he was. Now that Mo Tiancheng is missing and there is no time to pass on the throne, the next successor to the throne of Northern Qin County must go to the country where he is located in person and be recognized by the king of the country in person.
Because of this, Mo Xinghe's parents brought the newly born Mo Xinghe to Raozhou. One was to investigate the whereabouts of Mo Tiancheng, and the other was Mo Xinghe's father, Mo Guangyuan, in order to gain recognition from the Lord Chengyu and inherit. The throne of the Northern Qin Kingdom.
The inheritance, which was originally very simple, unexpectedly encountered many obstacles. Mo Xinghe's parents had spent countless money, and after more than ten years of hard work, they still failed to succeed as the leader of the Northern Qin County.
Mo Xinghe's parents eventually died of illness in Raozhou City. Mo Xinghe inherited his father Mo Guangyuan's obsession and was determined to inherit the Northern Qin County. But with the death of Mo Xinghe's parents, the Mo family's favor in Raozhou was exhausted. The young Mo Xinghe ran around for several more years to no avail. After learning that the Northern Qin Kingdom was taken away by the Lord Chengyu, he went completely crazy, and was finally reborn by Mo Wuji.
Mo Wuji also knew who the woman in the purple skirt he saw earlier was. The woman in the purple skirt was named Wen Manzhu. Her father was a marquis from the Chengyu Kingdom, and she was close friends with Mo Xinghe's parents. When Mo Xinghe's parents first came to Chengyu Country, they still had a certain status. Therefore, the two families have a very close relationship. Mo Xinghe and Wen Manzhu are considered childhood sweethearts. Although they have not decided to get married, everyone has acquiesced that they will be together when they grow up.
As the Mo family's chance of inheriting the county disappeared, Mo Xinghe's parents died of illness, and eventually Mo Xinghe went crazy, and the Wen family forgot about Mo Xinghe. After growing up, Wen Manzhu also gradually alienated Mo Xinghe and became closer to other young masters from aristocratic families.
Two tears fell on the back of Mo Wuji's hand on his knee. Mo Wuji raised his head and saw a sad face with a scar. This tearful girl seemed to be older than his current body.
This girl is naturally not Abi, but her name is Yan'er. This is the only person who has always been with him, and her identity is just a maid. But if it wasn't for Yan'er, Mo Wuji wouldn't have been able to wait for Mo Wuji to be reborn, and the original Mo Xinghe would have been dead for who knows how long.
Except for a scar on her face, Yan'er was pale, her hair was thin and yellow, and she didn't have the vitality of a young girl at all. It was obvious that this was caused by malnutrition.
It's still not right, Mo Wuji shuddered. After all, the Mo family was a county-king family. Even if Mo Xinghe's father had no way to inherit the position of county king, he would not have died of poverty and illness in Raozhou. Don't you want to leave Raozhou and go back first? Or is there no one from the Northern Qin County to protect or send money
There is definitely something wrong with this.
Seeing Mo Wuji looking up at her, Yan'er wiped her reddish eyes and said softly, "Your Majesty, can we retreat?"
Mo Wuji lowered his head and looked at the loess bag under him, sighing in his heart not only for Yan'er, but also for this predecessor. This kind of game, every time Yan'er took him away, he had to get the approval of withdrawing from the court.
But Mo Wuji quickly put this sigh aside. The one he should sigh most was himself. He didn't know whether he should be grateful that he didn't die after being plotted in this way, or sad that the person who plotted against him was his most important lover, or sad that he would never be able to return to Earth.
"Your Majesty, it's already dark..." Seeing that Mo Wuji had not said a word for a long time, Yan'er, who was standing next to Mo Wuji, said heartily again.
Mo Wuji looked at the setting sun that had set from the treetops in the distance. He didn't know whether he was thinking of Mo Xinghe before, or lamenting his fate. He sighed and said, "Go back..."
When he saw Yan'er's shocked eyes, he didn't feel like explaining anything, so he could only sigh again, "Retreat from the court..."
After that, he wanted to stand up and pat the loess on his body. After sitting cross-legged on the ground for a long time, his legs were a little numb. Fortunately, Yan'er beside him supported him in time.
Being supported by Yan'er and slowly walking out of the sparse woods, Mo Wuji was also sorting out the few remaining things in his mind.
"I don't know what kind of world this is..." Mo Wuji muttered to himself after the two walked in silence for a few minutes.
"Your Majesty, what did you just say?" Yan'er asked quickly, not understanding what Mo Wuji said.
Mo Wuji shook his head, "Yan'er, don't call me Wang Shang from now on, just call me by my name."
If you want to live with Yan'er in the future, you still have to explain.
"Master, are you feeling well?" Yan'er, who was holding a bamboo basket, grabbed Mo Wuji's hand in surprise and asked. The tears rolling in her eyes and the white but trembling fingers told Mo Wuji that at this moment she How exciting.
Mo Wuji hesitated for a moment, then smiled and said, "Maybe it's not complete yet, and I've forgotten many things. But I won't have the same dreams that only idiots have before."
Mo Wuji was afraid that he would be exposed, so he simply didn't do it thoroughly.
"Then..." Yan'er's voice trembled, as if she wanted something but didn't dare to come out.
Mo Wuji naturally knew what Yan'er meant. She wanted to ask him if he wanted to come and play this children's game tomorrow, but she was afraid that once she mentioned going to court, he would relapse again.
Patting the back of Yan'er's hand, Mo Wuji smiled and said, "Your Majesty, I've already done this, and I don't think it's interesting. I won't come tomorrow. Let's think about how to survive tomorrow."
Yan'er suddenly dropped the bamboo basket in her hand and knelt on the ground with a plop, tears welling up in her eyes. Heshi kept mumbling to himself in the distance.
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