I got up from the coffin and was taken back to the nest by the dragon

Ji Xiaqing cast a small desensitization talisman and disguise technique on her body, and wearing a white coat, she strolled down the street.

She often did this when she was still in ancient times—as a great emperor who loves to fish and hang out, her headshots were posted everywhere, which made it difficult for Ji Xiaqing to stroll comfortably, so she invented a practical little talisman By changing a little optical refraction and adding a little psychological suggestion, it is difficult for busy ordinary people to notice themselves.

She leaned against the stone wall by the street, and the tall trees cast dark shadows, enveloping her.She grinds her teeth with a thin grass root in her mouth, looking thoughtfully at the streets of Babel where people come and go.

The busy crowd calmed her down a little, and the fear and strangeness in her heart gradually faded away.

The Tower of Babel looks lively and busy, maybe Xiaolong manages it well?

She observed the passing crowd with a somewhat scrutinizing gaze, savoring the joy with complex meanings in her heart, and gradually became bored again, and the panic that made her escape from Su Bai's office once again filled her heart.

Ji Xiaqing pressed his head in pain.

She doesn't remember anything.

Obviously a long time has passed, and those news reports that Xiaolong had his company by his side during this period, but I don't remember anything.

Could it be that one day the bloody amnesia happened to me?

But she quickly refuted this point of view in her heart, the reason is very simple——

The room where he woke up was not a ward.

And the strange perception of her body was connected with the four characters [Death of the Qing Emperor] next to the search box, and all these changes gave her a bad premonition.

Ji Xiaqing raised his arm and looked at the seemingly normal arm.

She raised her eyebrows slightly, straightened her arms, and then raised them again, repeating several times.

There was an inaudible metal friction sound that was extremely easy to ignore.

But how could Ji Xiaqing, who had been paying attention to this point, not hear it?

She pursed her lips, furrowed her brows, and her fingertips glowed with golden light, sharp as a knife, and slashed open her arm.

As expected, no blood came out.

She didn't seem to feel pain, she stared blankly at the steel, gears and wiring under her delicate white skin, clenched her teeth, and even began to tremble.

She slowly closed her eyes, playing it repeatedly in her mind, and Xiaolong whispered tremblingly in her arms, "I miss you so much".

what.

She recalled her clumsy comfort at that time, and an extremely ironic smile appeared on the corner of her lips.

I'm just a substitute, a replacement for the Emperor Qing who has been with Xiaobai for a longer period of time than I am.

She looked at the self-healing crack on her arm, and stared at the gradually invisible mechanical structure under the closed skin flap, a strong desire to destroy suddenly arose in her heart.

Destroy this body, destroy this lie made of cold metal and machinery.

It's just that she put her hand on her neck for a while, but it finally dropped down slowly for unknown reasons, and put it into Su Bai's coat pocket.

Ji Xiaqing lowered his head, staring at his toes in a daze.

Suddenly a few pigeons flew by in the air, she raised her head, looked in the direction of those white pigeons, and saw a small park surrounded by green shade, it looked quiet and comfortable, it seemed like a place suitable for a daze And good place to kill time.

She touched her arm with no visible scars, walked over slowly, passed through the shade of trees, and was surprised to find that the innermost part of the park was a small square, and there was an even smaller artificial lake next to the small square. The plump pigeons were pacing proudly beside the artificial lake, occasionally cooing at Ji Xiaqing and fluttering their wings.

She found a slightly cleaner bench, swept the withered yellow on it, and sat down with the hem of the old white coat. Watching the pigeons staggering, her eyes gradually became dazed.

"This is indeed a good place to be in a daze." A woman's gentle voice suddenly came from behind.

Ji Xiaqing's muscles tensed in an instant, and she quickly got up and turned her head. Her long-standing fighting habits made her immediately assume an offensive posture.

"Are you also the member of the exploration team who lost his body this time?" In front of him was a middle-aged woman sitting in a wheelchair. She was wearing a coat that seemed to be expensive, and a hint of envy flashed in her eyes, "There must be someone in your family who is in a high position."

Ji Xiaqing relaxed slowly, realizing that her face had already gone through a disguise, and she didn't need to worry about being exposed. She looked at the curious middle-aged woman in front of her, hesitated for a while, "What should I say?"

"My partner is too," the middle-aged woman muttered, touching the transparent jar she held in her arms, "I applied for a body reshape for her, but even the cheapest mechanical body that doesn't have any requirements for appearance is in the queue." Next week, judging by your appearance, I am afraid that the remodeled body will still be the top one, so the family must be either rich or wealthy."

Ji Xiaqing didn't answer, but changed the subject, "How do you know I'm...um."

The woman smiled gently and pointed to her chest.

"Breathe, child," she said with something calming in her eyes, "you don't need to breathe anymore, but habits are hard to change, so you're still inhaling and exhaling, but you don't the rise and fall of the chest."

Ji Xiaqing looked down at himself, then nodded in agreement, not caring that he was called a child, and replied softly, "Your observation is very meticulous."

"Thank you," the woman bowed gracefully, and then handed over a piece of bread crumbs, "Do you feed the pigeons?"

Ji Xiaqing took a small bag, squeezed out a little, and sprinkled it on the square at will. The group of pigeons rushed over in an instant, forming a ball at their feet, scrambling to grab the bread crumbs in Ji Xiaqing's hand.

"Where's your guardian?" The woman touched the head of a pure white pigeon, and didn't feel annoyed after being pecked. She flicked the little head of the pigeon with a smile, and asked Ji Xiaqing without raising her head. "It is said that people after the operation will have great psychological problems. The strange feeling of wandering between life and death may cause depression or even suicide. You must have close relatives to accompany you all the time. Your guardian will let you go Out?"

Ji Xiaqing opened her mouth, "I sneaked out." After thinking for a while, she said in a hoarse voice, "They are quite busy."

"Poor child," the middle-aged woman raised her head and patted Ji Xiaqing's hand, "Don't worry, I won't notify the hospital."

Ji Xiaqing was startled.

"Let those irresponsible guys go to hell," the woman muttered, touching the glass jar in her arms, "If I have a chance, I will always be by her side."

The corners of Ji Xiaqing's lips slowly curled up into a smile, and her eyes turned to the glass jar in her arms, seeing the faint golden color in it, she hesitated for a while, "This is..."

"Well, my partner's soul," the woman nodded, "she was killed by that group of humans, but fortunately, although the terminal lost contact with the host, it still kept her soul."

Humanity?

Ji Xiaqing wanted to ask subconsciously, but quickly suppressed the confusion and ecstasy in her heart. After thinking for a while, she wanted to get more information, so she turned slightly, looked at the woman's side face, and said softly, " Do you have any questions?"

The woman froze for a moment and looked up at her.

Ji Xiaqing shrugged slightly, "I am a post-operative patient. I have experienced it. You may have some experience for your reference."

The woman's eyes lit up, she sat up straighter, and her tone became urgent, "What is the feeling of wandering between life and death that the experts from the Ministry of Health said? Is it really uncomfortable? How should I overcome it?"

Ji Xiaqing was startled, felt his own state, and scratched his head in embarrassment.

"I... I don't seem to have this feeling."

She thought for a while, "Probably because I have wandered between life and death for a long time, and I am used to it."

"Ah," the woman nodded, seemingly disappointed, "Yes, the side effects are different for everyone."

"Do you... agree with this operation?" Ji Xiaqing threw out all the bread crumbs in his hand, watched the pigeon flapping its wings and flew away, and said softly, "Do you think the resurrected partner is still your original one?" partner?"

"Of course it is." The woman's answer was so firm and quick that Ji Xiaqing was a little caught off guard. She said as a matter of course, "Her soul and memory are there, but it's just a container that doesn't look good. Why? It's not her."

"Appearance is the most common thing, and the soul and memory carried on it are the core of a person," the woman said softly, "So, although she doesn't know that I made this decision, but..."

She was silent for a long time.

"I really don't want her to leave."

"Child," she looked at Ji Xiaqing's hesitant side face, and patted the back of her hand lightly, "You should go home and find your family. Seeing your melancholy appearance, they will also sad."

She sighed, "You must be so sad..."

"Then what if the soul is not preserved?" Ji Xiaqing turned to look at her.

"Ah," the daughter was taken aback for a moment, and then the sadness in her eyes became even worse, "If you don't save it, there is nothing you can do. Even if you keep the memory, your Excellency the tower master will not allow surgery."

"Soul." Ji Xiaqing raised his eyebrows, muttering a word repeatedly.

"Child, what's wrong?"

"Soul." Ji Xiaqing clenched his fingers slowly, and a smile formed on the corner of his lips, "Maybe my bad habit of throwing souls everywhere is also a good habit?"

The woman watched Ji Xiaqing stand up suddenly, put on his coat and ran outside.

"I figured something out." Soon Ji Xiaqing turned back and smiled at the woman in front of him, "Can you give me a contact information?"

"What?" The woman was confused and surprised.

"To thank you for your enlightenment," Ji Xiaqing smiled gently, "I plan to do something for you within my power, after all, as you said, my family is either rich or noble."

The woman in the wheelchair first covered her lips in surprise, then her eyes slowly filled with crystals.

She simply found that the dazed young woman was out of tune with the world, and wanted to comfort her, but she never thought that God would give her such a great gift for her unintentional act of kindness.

"I...I." She took out a small card, but found that she didn't bring a pen, and she became even more anxious.

"I have it." Ji Xiaqing touched the inner pocket of Su Bai's coat, found a pen in it easily, and handed it to the woman with a gentle smile, "No rush, take your time."

After she got the small card, she ran away quickly, leaving the woman struggling to push the wheelchair, "Hey! Your pen!"

Ji Xiaqing was too lazy to look back, and just wanted to find Xiaolong quickly.

She didn't know how sad her sudden departure would make her.

She ran across the streets and alleys lightly, with a wider smile on her lips.

She is not a substitute, she confirmed one fact during the self-examination just now, her soul is still her soul.

The woman in the wheelchair couldn't catch up with her, so she sighed and looked at the pen in her hand carefully.

Soon, she was panicking.

There are a few words engraved on that pen that looks extremely expensive: [Tower Master's Office]

There is only one person in the Tower of Babel who can use this pen, the young tower owner.

The little tower master... The little tower master cares about only one person who was also lost in that war.

"My God!" She covered her mouth, "Your Majesty?"

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"Have you not found it yet?" Su Bai sullenly clenched his fingers, like a volcano about to erupt, "Where can she go?"

Four hours passed with nothing.

The captain of the guard wiped his sweat with a wry smile, "Your Majesty the Tower Master, Your Majesty has great powers. If Your Majesty insists on letting us find her..."

"Then look for it again!" Su Bai slammed the table down hard, growling in a low voice.

The terminal she was wearing suddenly sounded a message notification tone.

Su Bai frowned, raised his hand to turn it off.

It is probably Guderian who is talking again.

But she quickly froze.

Home: 【Why haven't you come back yet? Didn't you say that the meeting will be held soon? 】

Home: 【I'm bored, so I came back first. 】

The captain of the guard watched in surprise on Su Bai's face when the rain suddenly turned clear. This formidable young tower owner even had a silly smile on his face, and strode open the door and left.

"Why did you come back first?" Su Bai ran home as fast as she could, looked at the person who was still wearing her coat and was sitting on the sofa looking at the search results of the terminal, and smiled silly, "I didn't tell you to wait. I."

"It's so boring. I went out for a walk, and I just came back home." Ji Xiaqing was a little guilty, pinching Su Bai's coat and rolling it up and down, and then looked at Su Bai confidently, "Didn't you say that you are very tired?" Is the meeting almost over?"

Su Bai pursed his lips and muttered, "The meeting is not over yet..."

"You ran away, I terminated the meeting."

"Ah," Ji Xiaqing felt even more guilty, "Why don't you go back to the meeting first?"

"No," Xiaolong shook his head, pulled off his tight tie, and sat down next to Ji Xiaqing, "Let's talk about it next time."

She hesitated for a while, then grabbed Ji Xiaqing's right wrist, glanced dodgingly at the woman's surprised eyes, and muttered, "Ah Qing, I might do something a little offensive."

Before Ji Xiaqing could react, an electronic bracelet was already firmly put on her wrist.

"Ah Qing, without my permission, you'd better not... No, you can't leave this door."

"I can't lose you anymore."

Ji Xiaqing stared blankly at the morbid paranoia in the longing eyes of the young woman in front of her.

This is... imprisoned?

She looked down at the electronic bracelet and was silent for a while, clasping her right hand with her left hand and exerting force.

Didi Didi called the alarm on the wristband, but soon there was a long beep, and there was no more sound.

The paranoia and possessiveness in the water-red dragon eyes froze suddenly, with a bit of disbelief.

The bracelet made of heavy gold was just... broken.

"The designer didn't seem to think that it might be used on a robot when he designed this bracelet." Ji Xiaqing's voice was extremely calm, "He ignored the role of absolute power."

"Ah Qing, you...you know." Su Bai panicked instantly, crossed his fingers, and looked at Ji Xiaqing nervously, "Then, Ah Qing, you..."

"It's impossible for me to live under the same roof as you," Ji Xiaqing said in a particularly strange tone of honor that made Su Bai flustered, "My suggestion is that for my recovery, you'd better Live in the tower master's office, this place belongs to me."

Su Bai:? ? ?

"After all," Ji Xiaqing said slowly, "it's not a good custom for couples who are about to get married to live together."

Su Bai looked in the direction of her finger, and saw some of the content Ji Xiaqing searched——

"The wedding between Your Excellency the Tower Master and His Majesty Qingdi will be held in three months"

Su Bai scratched the ground with his toes in embarrassment, not daring to look at the person in front of him, and whispered, "Then I'll sleep in the office."

"Wait! Ah Qing!" She suddenly raised her head, looking at the woman in front of her in surprise, "You..."

She was a little unable to judge the situation in front of her: Ah Qing seemed to have completely abandoned the panic and nervousness when she just woke up, but acted naturally and confidently, and even started to tease herself.

"Xiaobai, I am the majestic Qing Emperor, the head of the Four Emperors," Ji Xiaqing smiled lightly, "It is enough embarrassing thing for me to be afraid of being in a trance for so long."

She rubbed Su Bai's head, which felt so good to the touch, wantonly rounded and pinched this tower master, who is feared by many people, looked at the shocked Xiaolong, with a smile on his lips, "So, Aren't you going to explain something to me?"