Quickly wear it as your sister's body

Su Huaijin and Yi Xiu didn't stay in this world for long.

Mo Xingge's body has been ruined, although Yi Xiu has worked tirelessly to find many precious medicinal materials for him, and the mansion has even supported a group of famous doctors who are not imperial doctors, but his broken body is still in good times Bad, it will constantly warn the owner when it is cold and wet.

But otherwise, their lives are quite happy.

The Great Chu founded by Su Huaijin is even more open to the people than the original Wu State - this country does not even have an emperor, so one can imagine how much rectification and changes it will face in other aspects.

On his first day in the south of the Yangtze River, the reason why so many people came to welcome him was because Yi Xiu blatantly announced to all the merchants and gentry who had contacts with the "Yi family" that his traveling wife was coming back!

That's right, Ma'am, without any secrets at all.

This is not news in Jiangnan, the most advanced and most fun place. The first emperor issued an edict that even women can enter the court as officials. The status of subordinates has been greatly improved in the past few years. Among them It is obvious that the concept of gender has been suppressed to a very vague point.

In addition to women's inherent physical weakness, and men's inability to have children, the two genders are completely equal in theory.

Of course, that is the case, but except at the foot of the imperial city or Jiangnan, where the economy and culture dominate the world, the promotion of this concept still encounters considerable resistance.

But Su Huaijin is already very satisfied with this. He knows that reform cannot be achieved in a day or two, and there is no huge disaster that will quickly stimulate the people's thinking to change—he would rather let the reform take longer One point, let this process invade everyone's thoughts silently and slowly, and I don't want to see people being forced to mature overnight, and the desolation and vicissitudes of being destroyed cannot be concealed in a brand-new society.

He has read a lot of books on this topic in modern times, and he has read enough of those "pain relief of the times".

Afterwards, he almost no longer cared about the affairs of the court, and only lived a prosperous and happy life in the south of the Yangtze River with Yi Xiu. The system of the court was working better than he imagined.

In fact, someone has said long ago that the "emperor" is really just a beautiful decoration hanging there.

Look at how well the country he created works with wiser and more professional men at the helm.

Seven years later, the Chu State has completely repaired all the scars left by the previous wars, the world is peaceful, and the world is clean.

On a beautiful snowy day this winter, Su Huaijin was summoned back to their space by Xianjun.

He smiled, rarely so calmly.

"This world, you have done a great job," Xianjun's voice was surprisingly gentle, "I am very happy, you finally realized how powerful you are, and you can do more to the world than you imagined Much more."

Su Huaijin was taken aback for a moment: "You mean..."

Xianjun nodded, then suddenly stretched out a finger and tapped it gently on his forehead.

Su Huaijin, who was halfway through the sentence, suddenly felt a burst of coolness - it was not a low temperature in the simple sense, but like a cool breeze, a piece of warm jade, or some kind of clear and clear lake water. He blinked and felt extremely comfortable.

"Very good," Xian Jun praised, "The degree of condensing your soul is higher than I imagined."

Su Huaijin quickly followed his train of thought, and couldn't help being a little excited: "So, I can accept the previous emotional memory, right?"

"That's right, it's not just that," Xian Jun smiled gently, raised his hand, and summoned a beautiful long sword from the void—it was Qiu Hong who had been hanging in his and Yi Xiu's room since then , "Do you still remember what I told you at the beginning?"

"Of course I remember," Su Huaijin quickly replied, "The Immortal Lord once said that the disturbance of the astrolabe and the emergence of evil spirits have bound people to the doomed and tragic marriage for no reason. My task... is to help those suffering masters get rid of the predetermined Tragic fate, let the perpetrators suffer enough."

"Yes, word for word." Xianjun held Qiuhong flat and handed it to his eyes, "But I want to tell you now, those words——I made them up to lie to you."

"..."

The person in front of him suddenly changed his style of painting. He had always been an unsmiling high-ranking immortal, but today he suddenly said such ridiculous words. Even Su Huaijin reacted quickly, and was stunned on the spot.

And what he cares more about is, what exactly did Xianjun lie to him?Is it about the rebellion of the stars, or... the fate of those suffering masters?

Xianjun didn't show off, and motioned him to take over Qiuhong, and then officially began to explain.

"There are many things that are related to the secrets of heaven. I can't tell you in detail yet." He waved his hand helplessly, which made Su Huaijin feel a little familiar for no reason. "The bodies you attached to in the small world, they are actually Not, not just ordinary mortals affected by the astrolabe, each of them has a great connection with you."

Su Huaijin breathed a sigh of relief.

He didn't even have time to think about the shocking information revealed by the other party just now, he just noticed that Xianjun didn't lie to him about the really important things.

Fortunately, there should be salvation from the catastrophe that his hometown is about to face.

Xianjun looked at him and sighed: "It's better to care about yourself first, you are not curious, how do those people who are not even in the same world as you have any connection with you?"

"Uh..." Su Huaijin smiled and asked kindly, "Then what connection do they have with me?"

Xianjun rolled his eyes - even though he couldn't see his face, he must have rolled his eyes!

He shrugged his shoulders and said, "I can't say that yet."

Su Huaijin: "..."

I seem to hear the sound of someone's character design breaking down?

Xianjun didn't care about his own image: "Actually, what I want to do is to congratulate you, all your tasks have been completed."

"what……?"

"So now is the time to be rewarded, hold the sword in your hand."

Said so in Xianjun's mouth, his two hands began to gather a very strong energy, which seemed to be casting a spell: "You can return to your own world now, and I promise, as long as there is no trouble, you will be able to return to the world in the future." After this world ends, you and your 'friend' will no longer have to face so many and long separations, and you can be together forever."

"forever?"

This word is so long-lasting that Su Huaijin suddenly felt unreal.

"Forever?" he asked again, in a questioning tone.

"The real eternity," Xian Jun answered his question in a firm tone, seeming to laugh, "Don't make me say more, you have to trust me, I won't lie to you, will I?"

"..." You seem to have forgotten that you just admitted that you lied to me.

Xianjun obviously thought of this incident, coughed a little embarrassedly, and added, trying to cover up: "Unless...unless the situation forces it."

Su Huaijin looked at him speechlessly—it was like saying nothing, Xianjun seemed to be explaining something to him, but it seemed to involve too many things that can't be said now, which made him even more confused up.

Xianjun also noticed this, shook his head and stopped talking, but sped up the movements of his hands.

God knows how much he wants to tell Feng Zhou all the truth at once, but what binds him is the most stringent rule of heaven, which he can't violate at all.

Under such circumstances, vaguely revealing some edge-of-the-line balls is already the maximum range of his ability.

"Xianjun..." Su Huaijin waited in silence for a while, but still couldn't help asking, "When I go back this time... When will I go back?"

"This is not certain." Xianjun's voice froze, and Qiuhong, which Su Huaijin was holding in his hand, suddenly burst into a gorgeous brilliance, and then all of a sudden, clusters of dazzling light clusters flew out of it one after another. Before they could react at all, they crashed into his body one after another!

"what……"

That feeling was really strange, as if every cell in his body from the inside out was being washed by cool water for an instant, and overwhelming memories and emotions rushed into his mind one after another, disrupting his consciousness all at once.

His face changed, and he fell to his knees with a plop.

Xianjun moved a bit, as if he wanted to help, but he held back after all, and forcibly fixed himself in place.

This level must be overcome by himself, and no one can help him.

Fortunately, as he said before, Su Huaijin's soul condensed degree was stronger than he expected. Logically speaking, such a degree of soul conflict should not cause him any real harm.

But that feeling was undoubtedly uncomfortable. Too much emotion created a vortex that seemed to swallow reason. Su Huaijin weakly supported the ground with his hands, and couldn't even raise his head slightly and take a deep breath.

Fortunately, this feeling came and went quickly, he tried his best to adjust the messy memories in his mind, trying to sort out a clear line in the mess - fortunately, it didn't take him too long time.

After that, sorting out memory is much easier. It’s like putting a bunch of scattered sundries where they should be. You just need to put them step by step. There is no need to know how to start at the beginning. At a loss.

Xianjun seemed very relieved, he raised his hand and retracted Qiuhong, and while Su Huaijin was slowly adjusting his breath with his eyes closed, he hung Qiuhong on his waist in a precious and important way.

"Go," he said softly, "when you change your own destiny in the main world, all this will be completely over."