First Summoner

She swept her eyes across so many tablets and found that there was no tablet for Emperor Ling Shen Chu, nor any tablets for those who had disappeared.

Shen Yan had not yet fully accepted the fact that her previous life was the last princess of the Tianzhou Dynasty, so she did not kneel down in front of the ancestral tablets of the Shen family.

She raised her eyes and glanced around, speaking softly.

"Ling Huang, are you there?"

At this moment, the wall not far to the left suddenly turned, and a mechanical door appeared, leading to an unknown place.

Shen Yan's eyes narrowed, she seemed to sense that this was the guidance of Ling Huang Shen Chu, so she walked towards the direction of the mechanical gate.

Inside the door, there was an intense white light.

It's so dazzling that it's hard to see clearly.

Shen Yan hesitated for a few seconds before stepping in, and the moment she walked in, she felt a sharp pain in her sea of ​​consciousness.

She closed her eyes uncomfortably, and when she opened them again, not only had the scene in front of her changed, but her hand was also being held by a large hand with thin calluses. She subconsciously pulled her hand back.

A clear and gentle voice came from above my head.

"what happened?"

When Shen Yan raised her head and saw the other person, she was suddenly startled. She quickly looked down at her hands, a pair of white and tender little hands, and then she looked at her clothes.

This……

When she came to her senses again, she had already been picked up by the young man.

The young man smiled dotingly: "Yan'er, are you angry with your father?"

Shen Yan's heart was filled with emotions, but in order to prevent him from seeing it, she lowered her eyes, hiding all her emotions.

Father? What on earth is going on?

Could this be the memory of her previous life?

Judging from her hands now, she guessed that she was less than three years old.

The young man was extremely handsome, his skin was whiter than snow, his eyebrows and eyes were like the moon, extremely elegant. He sighed softly: "Why don't you say anything? If you really annoy the emperor, he will be very sad."

As he spoke, he reached out and pinched little Shen Yan's cheek, his eyes full of tenderness.

Little Shen Yan raised her eyes, "Father, is my younger brother born?"

The young man was stunned for a moment, then smiled.

"How do you know it's your brother? Don't you like your sister?"

Xiao Shenyan's heart sank. She actually said such a stupid thing.

She gritted her teeth secretly, took a deep breath, and immediately buried her head in the young man's chest as if she had made up her mind. Then she smiled lively and cutely and said, "Father, I like both my brothers and sisters."

The young man was surprised to see her leaning on his chest, and immediately hid the unknown emotion in his eyes.

He held her tighter.

"Yan'er, do you like Father?"

"…like."

"In the future, will you still love your father and mother as always?"

Upon hearing this, Xiao Shenyan frowned slightly, and suddenly an indescribable feeling came over her, and she felt depressed.

She said slowly: "I like it."

The young man smiled, and his eyes became more gentle as he looked at Xiao Shenyan, mixed with some complicated emotions.

"How about going to see the Queen Mother?"

Xiao Shenyan leaned against his chest, listening to his steady and powerful heartbeat. A sense of security surged in her heart, and her vigilance relaxed. As if she was bewitched, she agreed: "Okay."

But the group of people following the young emperor changed their expressions.

Didn't the princess just come out of the Queen's bedroom? And the one who picked her up was the Emperor.

The young emperor seemed to notice the unusual movement behind him. He slowly turned his head and glanced at the group of waiters like lightning.

The waiters felt the emperor's majesty and lowered their heads, not daring to look him in the eye.

The eunuch was perceptive and immediately said, "Go, Fengkun Palace!"

Little Shen Yan raised her head and glanced at the young emperor, but he touched her head. He chuckled and said, "Father will take you to the Queen Mother right away."

He looked so gentle.

Little Shen Yan said 'hmm'.

On the way to Fengkun Palace, the young emperor kept talking to her.

But she didn't answer much.

She tried to get down from his arms many times, saying that she could walk, but he coaxed her, "It's because Father wants to hold Yan'er longer, not because Yan'er can't walk."

Shen Yan: "..."

She could only let him go.

Everything before her eyes was so real, so real that it didn't seem like an illusion. She even felt like she had traveled through time and been reborn.

Soon, they arrived at Fengkun Palace.

The servants of Fengkun Palace were somewhat surprised to see the young emperor and the princess come back. Just as they were about to salute, they heard the young emperor say, "Everyone, leave."

The waiters looked at each other and immediately left Fengkun Palace as quickly as the tide.

The queen in Fengkun Palace seemed to have heard the noise. She stood up, held her bulging belly, and walked out of the bedroom with the help of her maid.

And Shen Yan also looked over.

The young woman who came into view had a pretty face, fair skin and delicate features, and her eyes and eyebrows were slightly arrogant. She was a rare beauty. She was wearing a slightly loose palace dress, and her belly was bulging. She supported her pregnant belly with one hand and put the other hand on the maid's hand. She stepped over the threshold and looked at the father and daughter who had returned with a puzzled look on her face. Just as she was about to say something, her face changed.

She walked over quickly regardless of anything, raised her hand to touch little Shenyan's delicate face, and wiped away her tears with heartache.

"Why are you crying?"

Immediately, the young queen raised her eyes and glared at the young emperor with a hint of reproach in her eyes.

It seemed to be saying, why did you make Yan'er cry?

The young emperor was also shocked, and he looked at Xiao Shenyan with concern.

He asked softly: "Yan'er, are you feeling unwell?"

Shen Yan stared at the young queen in front of her without blinking, until the young queen walked towards her quickly with an anxious look on her face, and then she suddenly came back to her senses.

Crying yourself?

She stretched out her little hand and touched, and felt the slightly hot tears.

Why she was crying...

Why did she feel such grief in her heart when she saw the young woman in front of her, making her almost breathless? It seemed that she had forgotten something important.

If she was really the eldest princess of the Tianzhou Dynasty in her previous life, then the young woman in front of her was her mother, the young man holding her was her father, and the child in her mother's belly was -

"Yan'er, Yan'er!" The young queen looked terrified because little Shen Yan fainted in front of her.

Shen Yan's consciousness gradually became blurred.

The sound of their calls became increasingly distant.

Until she heard the young emperor say with a gentle smile: "Future Yan'er, you are in the Imperial Temple."

This sentence was not a question, but an affirmation, which suddenly shook Shen Yan's consciousness that remained from more than 800 years ago.

How can it be? !

How could he possibly know?!

Did he guess it, or did he expect it?

However, before Shen Yan had time to think deeply, her consciousness fell into chaos and she fell into a deep sleep.