The time of Jianxin

She looked at the gods coming and going around, no one looked at her, they passed through her body as if nothing had happened, the sun shone through her body on the ground, her body seemed like a shadow.She smiled, and it was this dream again, she always had this dream, watching the 800 years after she and Yang Jian reconciled and separated.

After reconciling, Yang Jian sealed the prepared pink jade piece together with the west wing.

100 years after the divorce, Yang Jian filled the garden with lilacs.

200 years after the divorce, Yang Jian retrieved a conch and a little turtle from the West Sea.

300 years after the divorce, Yang Jian held the white silk she had saved him and looked at it for a whole night in the West Wing.

400 years after the divorce, Yang Jian put his memory of Cun Xin in the conch.

500 years after the divorce, Yang Jian will always stand by the West Sea, as if waiting for the return of some beloved one.

In the 600 years after he left, Yang Jian always brought a bouquet of flowers back to the Zhenjun Temple every time he went down to earth, and then put the flowers on the dressing table in the west wing.

700 years after the reunion, Yang Jian often held a pink jade piece in his hand, and occasionally looked at it with a soft expression.

800 years after the divorce, Yang Jian waited for half a month by the West Sea, watching her walk out of the West Sea with a handsome man.

"Oh...it's just a dream, what is it today?" Cun Xin felt a little funny, and she walked slowly towards the gate of the Zhenjun Temple.

"Yang Jian, do you still remember what you said? You said you would take good care of her, but what is it actually? Huh?"

"Third brother?" She walked towards the study where the voice came from, a little puzzled, why did the third brother come to the Zhenjun Temple?

She walked through the door of the study room and looked at Yang Jian standing beside a person holding her arms. From the attire of that person, it should be a woman, but why does this woman's attire look familiar?She looked next to Yang Jian, and she vaguely felt that there were several people standing there, their figures were extremely vague, like souls.

"Yang Jian will save her until she wakes up." Yang Jian looked at the woman in his arms with tender eyes.Yang Jian gently adjusted his hug posture, as if the woman in his arms would sleep more comfortably.Yang Jian's movement made Cun Xin see the appearance of the woman in his arms, who looked exactly like her. She was startled and felt a little weird.

"Hmph, save her? How do you save her? Even the primordial spirit is gone, how are you going to save her?" Ao Chi asked, his voice a little depressing and hoarse.

"Second brother?" What's going on, she clearly heard the voices of the second and third brothers, why can't she see them?She took a closer look at the souls standing in front of Yang Jian, and found them very familiar: "Father, queen mother, eldest brother, second brother, and third brother." How did they become souls?What the hell happened?

"I won't bother the Second Prince with this."

"Yang Jian will go to Xihai to propose marriage again in a few days, and I hope the Dragon King will make it happen."

"Yang Jian, don't bully me too much." The old dragon king said angrily, "One thousand and eight hundred years ago, you married Cun Xin, but you watched the moon for thousands of years, which hurt her deeply; five hundred years ago, she took the blame for your heaven, and you couldn't protect her Zhou Quan, made her be confined to the ice platform for 800 years; today, you let my Xihai Dragon Clan blow up to death, promised to take care of Cun Xin, but brought her body to us. Yang Jian, don't you think that the king will hand over his daughter to you!"

Yang Jian looked at them with firm eyes: "Yang Jian will never let go!"

"If the Dragon King doesn't agree today, Yang Jian will go to propose marriage tomorrow; if he doesn't agree tomorrow, Yang Jian will go again the day after tomorrow until the Dragon King agrees!"

"You..." The Dragon King was trembling with anger, "You" didn't say anything for a long time, you couldn't fight and fight, and you couldn't win if you robbed and robbed, and no one had more power, not to mention that his family still lives in Yang Jian Soul Gathering Cauldron.

"Dragon King calm down." The Dragon Queen supported the Dragon King, stroking the Dragon King's back to help him calm down. The Dragon Queen looked at Yang Jian with complicated eyes. She sighed and said, "The Dragon King agreed. Now, she will be very happy." As she spoke, the tears that had stopped just now flowed down again.

What exactly is going on?How could I have such a strange dream?Wake up, wake up quickly!

Cun Xin pinched herself hard, trying to use the pain to wake herself up.

"This is not a dream, these are things that happened, things you don't know."

"Mu Sheng." She turned her head suddenly, and the man stood behind her with a smile. He was not covered in blood, nor did he have the despair in the darkness. He was as clean as the chrysanthemum he had given her.She hugged him tightly, feeling the warmth of his body, so warm and so real.

He straightened the bangs on her forehead and asked, "Cun Xin, what do you want?"

"I want you to be good, I want you to be good, very good." Cun Xin smiled, dimples bloomed on her cheeks, her sweet smile was just like the smile she had on the day she married Yang Jian.

He smiled, but didn't answer, he looked at Yang Jian who was depressed in the study and asked Cun Xin: "You don't believe this, think it's a dream?"

Cun Xin smiled self-deprecatingly: "Yang Jian watched the moon for thousands of years; Yang Jian's declaration of moonlight touched the Three Realms; I saw my relatives die with my own eyes, and even lost their souls."

He looked at Cun Xin seriously, and said slowly: "All this is what I showed you, it's all true, it's something that really happened."

"Impossible, I watched you vanish with my own eyes..."

"I can't feel pain in my dream, and I can't cry in my dream. Cun Xin, you know I can do it, just like I can send you back 800 years ago."

"... Cun Xin, you are so cowardly."

"Don't you want me to let him go? I'm about to let go, I don't want to care about it anymore, why are you showing me this again? What do you want from me?" Cun Xin looked at him, her eyes were red, but she was stubborn Do not let the tears fall.

"Are you really letting go? I just don't want you to suffer."

"You see, he actually loves you. The deaths of the Dragon King of the West Sea and the others were just a round-up. They were killed by an explosion, but you didn't kill them. So, don't be miserable." He lightly touched her eyelashes, his voice gentle.

She slowly closed her eyes and tears fell on his hands like that, her fingertips were cold.

"I will always be the one kept in the dark, like a fool, no matter what I do, it is superfluous. It is the matter of the fox girl; the matter of Yang Jian's injury; and the death of the father and the king."

"They are also for your own good. There are many things that you are not suitable to know."

She walked up to Yang Jian step by step, knelt down, and reached out to touch her own body. She turned to him and asked, "Can I

Back in my physical body? "

"Of course." He paused: "But you can only go back to the physical body 800 years ago."

"why?"

He smiled: "You forgot, your previous soul is about to disappear, I can only send your soul away, your soul has already merged with the soul of 800 years ago, thinking of That physical body is impossible." He raised his chin, indicating Cun Xin's physical body in front of Yang Jian.

Cun Xin took a deep breath and asked, "Does that mean I have to live another 800 years?"

"Isn't it good that you have earned more than 1000 years for nothing?" Mu Sheng said jokingly.

"Okay, you big-headed ghost." Cun Xin gave him a blank look, and Cun Xin, whose heart was untied, seemed to have returned to the delicate and savage third princess of the West Sea.

Cun Xin pinched Mu Sheng's face and said, "You can't be fake, right? I clearly..."

"Remember the jade I gave you?"

"What does that have to do with it?"

"That is my soul stone, as long as it is still there, I will not destroy it."

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