First Summoner

When he opened his eyes again, everything in front of him had changed. In the brightly lit secret room, there was a blurry figure sitting on the couch in front.

Shen Yan's mood has not yet calmed down. What she saw and felt before seemed to be just an extremely short dream, but it was so real.

The young emperor's last words continued to resurface in her mind.

——Future Yan'er, you are in the Imperial Temple, right?

Soon, her attention was attracted by the figure sitting on the couch in front of her. She saw that this person looked about 70% similar to the young emperor in the "dream", and seemed to be about twenty years old. He was also looking at her.

When the two looked at each other, there was a subtle feeling.

He was silent.

Shen Yan did not speak to break the silence.

He got down from the couch, looking slightly thin, with a pair of beautiful almond-shaped eyes filled with a look of helplessness and confusion.

"You..." He just started to speak and didn't know how to continue.

He lowered his eyes and pursed his lips.

The secret room fell into an eerie silence again.

Shen Yan finally spoke, "Are you Linghuang Shen Chu?"

"Yeah." He responded lightly, still with his head lowered so that no one could see his expression.

He is not a talkative person, because his life has been controlled since he was born. His every word and action must be in accordance with their requirements, and he has no autonomy at all.

He had tried to resist once when he was nine years old. It was because of this resistance that Lu Congyang and others secretly cut out his spiritual bone and smashed his physical spiritual bone.

Although his body and spiritual bones were repaired, he still suffered from some sequelae.

As a result, he was unable to make himself stronger later on.

The highest level of cultivation he had achieved during his lifetime was only the first level of the Emperor Spirit Realm.

Shen Yan looked at him deeply and saw another side of him beneath his silence.

Before entering the Shen Family Temple, she hesitated about how to make a decision. After experiencing that dream that seemed like a dream, she seemed to have a clear preference.

What secrets are hidden in her previous life?

Why did all the direct descendants of the Tianzhou Dynasty disappear, leaving only the Linghuang Shen Chu? Where did they go after they disappeared?

Why did she burst into tears when she saw the young queen? And why did she feel so sad?

Why did the young emperor know that he came from the future, and why did he know exactly that she was now in the Shen's Imperial Ancestral Hall?

These are mysteries.

In the final analysis, what shocking secret is hidden by the direct lineage of the Tianzhou Dynasty?

Shen Yan looked at the remaining soul of Ling Huang Shen Chu and asked softly, "Ling Huang, do you know who I am?"

Upon hearing this, Emperor Ling Shen Chu raised his eyes and slightly opened his lips.

"…The eldest princess."

He knows.

Because as early as the moment she entered the palace, he sensed that she was his relative, but at that time he could not be sure who she was.

It was the ten Soul-Suppressing Warriors who recognized her identity and told him.

She is the eldest princess, she is...

Imperial sister.

He had been wanting to see her just now, and wanted to ask her why she had disappeared, leaving him alone? He wanted to know if they had abandoned him? He was unable to support the Tianzhou Dynasty, and would they blame him for letting it fall to the end?

However, when she appeared in front of him, the words he wanted to say were choked in his throat and he couldn't speak. An indescribable pain surged in his heart, making him feel very depressed.

Shen Yan nodded and admitted: "Yes, I am your royal sister."

Shen Chu raised his eyes and looked at her.

Shen Yan approached, and she slowly spoke: "Shen Chu, although I have forgotten everything that happened more than 800 years ago, I think it is impossible for us to abandon you."

Shen Chu's handsome face was stunned for a moment. After he came to his senses, his eyes were a little flustered, and he quickly turned his back.

Seeing this, Shen Yan stared at his back deeply, feeling sad. After a few seconds of silence, she said something.

"Shen Chu, I'm sorry for making you suffer."

Hearing this, Shen Chu's body trembled slightly. He turned around slowly, his eyes red, staring straight at Shen Yan, a few broken tears falling from the corners of his eyes.

The lights flickered and the shadows were mottled. He slowly walked in front of Shen Yan and knelt down.

He reached out and tightly grasped the hem of Shen Yan's skirt, as if it was the only thing he could hold on to. His voice was filled with endless sadness and despair, and every word was like a sharp sword, deeply piercing Shen Yan's heart.

"Why...why are you so late..."

"Why……"

"The Tianzhou Dynasty is gone... I have become a sinner. Why am I the only one left? This is not fair to me at all! They locked me up in a secret dungeon, not allowing me to contact other people, not allowing me to study, and not allowing me to practice."

"They used a dagger to cut open my chest, dug out my spiritual bones, smashed my physical bones, and broke my right leg. It hurts... it hurts..."

"They all said that I was a waste, that I was not worthy of possessing the blood of the Shen family, nor was I worthy of being the emperor of the Tianzhou Dynasty..."

There was pain and grievance in his tone.

Shen Chu burst into tears like a helpless child, clutching the hem of Shen Yan's skirt tightly. He had been resentful and relieved, and now he no longer cared what others thought of him.

He wondered if she felt useless, too.

Shen Yan's heart seemed to be hit hard, and she felt a slight pain. She lowered her eyes and looked at the person kneeling in front of her.

She squatted down and held his cheeks in her hands.

Looking at his tears, she thought of the young queen in her 'dream'.

She imitated her mother's movements, gently wiped his tears, and said softly: "Don't cry, if the mother saw it, she would be distressed."

When Shen Chu heard this, his tears flowed even more violently.

He asked cautiously, "Will Mother... like me?"

"Will do."

"Will my mother blame me for the demise of the Tianzhou Dynasty?"

"will not."

"What about them?" referring to the Shen family and others.

"No."

Shen Chu's eyes were blurred with tears, and her eye sockets were red. She asked in a low and sad voice: "Am I incompetent?"

Shen Yan said: "You are already great."

Hearing her praise, he could no longer suppress his emotions, and tears burst out like a flood. He had been carrying a heavy sense of guilt for a long time, and now he finally found a little comfort.

Shen Chu trembled and threw himself into her arms, as if seeking more warmth and comfort.

"Sister Royal..."

Shen Yan felt a pain in her heart, as if it was a reaction from her blood, and she reached out to hug Shen Chu back.

Although Shen Chu was just a remnant soul and had no real sense of touch, she could still clearly feel his presence.

She patted his back gently.

Under the mottled light and shadow, the girl knelt on the ground, but the figure of the young man in her arms became more and more transparent.

The girl seemed to have noticed something, she lowered her eyes, with a hint of sadness, and stared at him without blinking.