The memory was unsealed, and Han Jiao's mind was clearer than ever. Everything that had confused him before became extremely clear at this moment.

There is no so-called original owner at all, he is Han Jiao, the Han Jiao of this time and space, but the memory of another time and space makes him feel like he has entered the plot of a book.

In the future, in order to change his fate at this moment, he sacrificed himself and radiated his memory to people in parallel time and space with him in the form of dreams or fantasies. There are no more than three people in each time and space.

Those who have acquired this memory may forget it the next day, or tell it to others, or even write it into a drama script to let more people know.

Infinite sending and waiting, with a one-in-a-million probability, a certain parallel space-time self can know this story in some form.

Once the memories are connected, Han Jiao will obtain his own memories in other time and space before meeting Xie Duo, and the sacrifice will begin.

Time cannot go backwards in the same time and space, he can only let himself in other parallel time and space remind his past self, don't go the wrong way, don't let the most terrible thing happen.

However, the future Han Jiao never understood why Xie Duo's temperament suddenly changed, nor why Xie Duo committed suicide in the end. He could only leave these puzzles to his young self to find the answers. .

Before the agreed long-cherished wish is achieved, there will be a barrier between the memory of another time and space and his own memory. Only in a chaotic state similar to anesthesia can the memories of the two time and space overlap or even be exchanged.

The way of heaven does not allow the memories of interlaced time and space to interfere with each other. At any time, Han Jiao can only choose how to change the future based on his own will.

Therefore, in the chaotic state, Han Jiao, who possesses dual memory, will completely lose the ability to act and think, and can only respond to the outside world instinctively.

When deciding to sacrifice, Han Jiao was not sure whether he, who had never met Xie Duo before, would choose the path he wanted to take.

However, even if he was not sure, he still chose this path of no return.

At this moment, Xie Duo's fate was changed and he ascended to the throne. The sacrifice was exchanged, and the memory began to merge. Han Jiao instantly felt heart-piercing pain.

These pains started when the future Han Jiao learned of Xie Duo's death.

The last time he and Xie Duo met was also the night when the dispute broke out to its peak.

From then on, life and death will be separated forever.

It was a long time later that Han Jiao unexpectedly discovered that all the manors and bank accounts under Xie Duo's name that could be resold, all of which had been transferred to his own name.

This is obviously a premeditated farewell, Xie Duo has long been determined to die, and Han Jiao is his only concern in this world.

Therefore, the more Han Jiao thought about it, the more he felt that it was his own obstruction and blame that made Xie Duo lose his desire to live.

To what extent can longing and remorse torture one's heart?

If everything can be restarted, even if it completely disappears from the world, or even never existed, Han Jiao will have no complaints.

Since then, he was unwilling to squander the gifts he had received. Instead, he continued to accumulate more wealth by doing business.

Therefore, he planted a good relationship, got acquainted with the Taoist in the mountain, and relieved his grief in this life for him.

All the memories, along with the deep pain of the previous life, were released.

Han Jiao heard a familiar voice calling anxiously, and struggled desperately to regain consciousness.

Finally, he opened his eyes, the familiar embrace, the familiar breath, the face of the young man in front of him, was a little more youthful and childish than the deep memory of him.

This is the man Han Jiao has been thinking about day and night for nearly 40 years.

"Quickly send the imperial physician!" Xie Duozheng gave orders to the surroundings in a panic. When an official beside him reminded "Master Han is awake", he eagerly looked down at the person in his arms.

"Xiaobai?" Xie Duo breathed a sigh of relief, gently hugged the person in his arms, bowed his head and whispered in his ear, "Are you too excited? From today, you will be the queen of Dachu."

Strangely, this sentence penetrated the huge roar in his head, Han Jiao heard it clearly, and happily smiled at Xie Duo.

But he clearly felt that his most precious memories, all the memories of the two lifetimes, were being extinguished one by one in his mind.

Han Jiao raised his hand with difficulty, brushing Xie Duo's eyebrows, nose, and lips tremblingly...

"Xie Duo..." Those peach blossom eyes looked at Xie Duo reluctantly through tears, Han Jiao breathed out hoarsely: "From now on, I will never give you any advice, it doesn't matter if you are addicted to Cuju, as long as you . . . to live my life happily.”

After a whole day and night, Han Jiao was still unconscious in the East Palace. The imperial physician could not detect any signs of poisoning, and Han Jiao's breathing and pulse were normal.

Xie Duo had been standing by the bed with a gloomy face, testing Han Jiao's temperature and pulse from time to time, ignoring the ministers' turn to see him.

Because of the sudden departure from the court meeting, the call for the seat of Zen was hastily ended. If the emperor was not weak, Xie Duo would definitely be severely punished this time.

Now officials from the Ministry of Rites came to see the new emperor to discuss matters such as the enthronement ceremony, but they were sent away many times, so that the queen was invited to personally discipline her son.

After all, the queen knew her own child well. Seeing Xie Duo's motionless posture and forbearance, she knew that at this time she couldn't be confrontational. She could only let him go for the time being.

In the afternoon of the second day, Han Jiao's family members were brought into the palace.

The imperial physician asked Han Jiao if he had any old illnesses, and if anyone in the family had symptoms of sudden coma.

The answer is no.

Mrs. Han's eyes were swollen from crying, and little Ah Mo hugged her waist, crying from fright. Mr. Han suppressed his distress and tried his best to prevent his wife and children from losing their dignity in front of the new emperor.

Xie Duo remained silent, sitting in the armchair beside the bed.

He didn't comfort Han Jiao's family, nor was he upset because of their gaffe, he just frowned and looked at the sleeping Han Jiao.

"Doctor, tell me the truth!" Mrs. Han wiped her tears and said, "What's wrong with Ajiao? Can you still wake up?"

"The cause of Mr. Han's coma is still unknown, but please rest assured, Madam, his pulse and complexion are normal, and the drowsiness should only be temporary." The imperial physician analyzed: "The old man has already asked Mr. Han's colleagues, and I heard that Mr. Han has been in the past few days. I have always been a little sluggish and weak, and often fell asleep at the desk in the duty room. The old man guessed that Mr. Han was sleepy because of too much work in the past few days, and he will wake up after a few days."

Master Han hurriedly stepped forward and said in a low voice: "I believe in the judgment of the imperial physician. Ajiao is young and strong, he is healthy and healthy, and he will be fine. I can see that his complexion has not changed, but he is very tired and sleeps soundly. Don't you?" Keep on crying, what's the point in front of your majesty?"

Mrs. Han felt a little better when she heard the words, and hurriedly wiped off her nose and tears with a handkerchief, and stole a look at the young Xinjun.

The young man's gloomy demeanor at the moment is completely different from the humorous demeanor he had during the previous two encounters. He just glanced at him, and made Mrs. Han shiver and lower her head.

Mrs. Han swallowed nervously, stepped forward to salute, and said in a trembling voice: "My wife has lost her manners, I beg Your Majesty to punish you."

Xie Duo straightened up, looked sideways at Mrs. Han, stood up, and took a step forward.

Mrs. Han was so frightened that her legs went limp, and Xie Duo held her up again, and personally wiped away the tears on her face with her fingertips.

"Don't cry." Xie Duo said to her in an orderly tone: "I will not let Han Jiao have an accident, and I will not allow Madam to worry about hurting her body."

Mrs. Han hurriedly nodded and said, "My wife obeys."

Xie Duo turned his head to look at Master Han: "In the past few days, you and your family can stay in the East Palace and visit Han Jiao at any time."

Master Han cupped his hands and said: "I obey the order."

Xie Duo nodded: "Go to the side hall to rest first, I will take care of you here."

After the three left, Xie Duo turned to look at the imperial physician.

The imperial physician was frightened by the cold gaze and hurriedly nodded and obeyed.

"When did those people say he started to sleep?" Xie Duo confirmed with the imperial physician.

The imperial physician nervously raised his hand to calculate: "It's less than ten days ago...then it should be..."

"The twenty-third of last month." Xie Duo had already calculated the result, and his eyebrows frowned even tighter. He asked in a deep voice, "If you were overly frightened, would you have such drowsiness symptoms?"

"Excessively frightened?" The imperial physician thought about it carefully, and replied anxiously: "Excessively frightened, indeed there will be symptoms of coma, but lethargy has never been seen before."

"If you are frightened for a long period of time, will you fall asleep after the danger is relieved?"

The imperial physician thought for a moment, and replied: "I have heard of such a precedent, but...so far, I have never encountered such a disease."

"If you are in a coma due to fright, how long will you be in a coma at most?"

The imperial physician responded: "Most of them will wake up in a blink of an eye, and a few will sleep for a day or two. I haven't seen any longer."

Xie Duohui dismissed the imperial physician, sat back on the bed alone, and continued to watch the sleeping Han Jiao.

He had already decided in his heart that Han Jiao fell into a coma because he was frightened during the few days when he was out of Beijing.

At this moment, he realized how much he ignored Han Jiao's feelings.

The little child prodigy has always been keen and timid, and Xie Duofei not only did not try to hide Han Jiao's big event of escaping from the capital, but because of trust, he put the burden on Han Jiao and the third brother without even thinking about it, just like this It crushed Han Jiao.

He originally thought that the months of torment before were already the most painful time in purgatory in his life, but he never thought that there is a deeper abyss under purgatory.

He didn't dare to imagine the possibility that Han Jiao would never wake up again, so he didn't want to look away for a moment.

Looking back on the dark days of the past few months, Han Jiao was his only warmth, and in the end, it was also the sense of security that Han Jiao gave him, which made him have the courage to face his true thoughts.

Because of this warmth, he regained the courage to crush the darkness, but now, when the glare of the sky re-shone his life, Han Jiao extinguished the warmth without warning.

An unspeakable panic.

Xie Duo suddenly reached out and pulled the sleeping Han Jiao into his arms, tightening his arms tightly, as if he was afraid that he would slip through the gap.

A drop of tear ran across the cheek, hanging on the tip of Xie Duo's chin, like falling down.

The chin suddenly felt a gentle warmth and moistness.

Xie Duo suddenly opened his eyes and looked down——

The person in the arms was looking up at the moment, with a pair of bright peach eyes wide open, staring at him.

"Xiaobai? Are you awake?"

Before Xie Duo could get excited, the man in his arms suddenly stuck out his tongue and licked the tip of his chin again.

Such an active little child prodigy is very rare. Xie Duo resisted his excitement and was about to respond to his light kiss, but Han Jiao's shoulders were blocked by Han Jiao's hands.

Han Jiao stuck out his tongue again to lick the tear stains on his cheeks, but it was not satisfying, and he muttered with aggrieved expression: "Water...water..."

Only then did Xie Duo realize that the little prodigy was thirsty.

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