The villain: the memory is exposed, making the empress cry for forgiveness

The expression on Lin Yuan's face looked a little funny, but also a little ashamed.

"Have you been sleeping like this since you were a child?"

"I...I, don't know...no..."

Qin Zhimu's expression was still flustered, and he stammered his answers.

She finally knew what the warmth she felt in her sleep was.

The gentle and endless warmth in front of him came from Lin Yuan's body temperature.

She almost fell asleep with Lin Yuan in her arms the whole night.

Thinking of the indecent position in which he held Lin Yuan just now, Qin Zhimu wanted to run away.

"Princess, are you afraid of something?"

Lin Yuan sat up and looked directly into Qin Zhimu's eyes.

"Are you afraid of going back to the palace?"

Lin Yuan is very aware of the misfortunes and blows that Qin Zhimu has encountered in the past few days.

She will have this sleeping position, which shows that she is afraid in her heart.

I can only subconsciously seek comfort and warmth in my sleep.

Qin Zhimu's mind was still blank. She didn't know how to answer Lin Yuan, but kept shaking her head.

Seeing the pure and innocent appearance of the young girl in front of him, Lin Yuan felt a slight pain in his heart.

He didn't know about Qin Zhimu's past.

I don't know what Qin Zhimu's situation is in the palace.

I also don't know why she is being targeted even though she is a princess.

But Lin Yuan is sure that his guess is almost inseparable.

There must be someone in the imperial city secretly coveting her life.

Qin Zhimu was getting to know him, and he was also getting to know Qin Zhimu.

But the more he understood, the more heaviness felt in Lin Yuan's heart.

He felt more and more that the fate of this innocent princess might be doomed to be a tragedy.

The encounter with him was just to postpone the miserable experience that he would suffer, and to postpone death for a period of time.

But now, seeing Qin Zhimu's pitiful appearance, Lin Yuan really felt a little willing to help her.

But, it stops at will.

He knew that if he wanted to stand with her, he had to face the enemy hiding in the dark.

Maybe one, maybe two.

Even, possibly an empire.

With his own strength, how could he shake it.

Lin Yuan shook his head slightly.

He himself is also covered in mud now.

Just a humble mortal crawling in the deep pool of misery in life.

After walking on the verge of death, he understood the true meaning of life.

Don't try to do something that is not feasible, otherwise, you will definitely pay a heavy price.

He and she were strangers from the beginning and had no connection.

There is no need for him to take such a big risk to protect her.

Lin Yuan suppressed his unrealistic thoughts of helping Qin Zhimu, and continued to embark on the journey back to the Qin Dynasty with her.

After asking the old woman's grandson's name, he took some necessities and dry food from the ring and stayed at the old woman's home.

Then, with the knitted felt, he and Qin Zhimu rode to Yecheng.

Another day passed, and night fell again.

Lin Yuan and Qin Zhimu found a small village by chance again.

Another family was found to stay overnight, and they were misunderstood as a newlywed couple.

It was a matter of course again, and fell asleep on a bed.

But the next day, Qin Zhimu's situation was still the same.

Across the quilt in the middle, he hugged Lin Yuan tightly.

And hugged him even tighter and closer than before.

Perhaps it was destined by God that the situation of the two of them for several days in a row was still the same.

Even the monks outside the copper coffin were familiar with Qin Zhimu's more and more presumptuous movements and postures when he woke up every morning.

It's just that the Daqin cultivators on the spirit boat couldn't bear to be humiliated.

Now, apart from Qin Feizi and the few elders of Daqin beside him, they are still struggling to support.

The other elders all returned to the interior of the spirit boat one after another, watching the scene with their spiritual sense, and walked in disarray.

Facing Qin Zhimu's "excessive" actions again and again, Lin Yuan just smiled and dealt with them calmly.

In his heart, he has completely regarded the experience of this acquaintance as a comma, a small fragment of his life.

However, the atmosphere between the two has become a little awkward and a little ambiguous.

And the feeling of sadness that is destined to be parted is getting stronger and stronger.

Finally, on the fifth day.

The two came to Yecheng, a border town closest to Shiwan Dashan in the Great Qin Dynasty.

When Qin Zhimu came from the imperial city to the deserted ancient restricted area, he also used this place as a transit point.

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Chapter 61

The two came to Yecheng.

The city guards at the gate of the city naturally knew Qin Zhimu, and after verifying Lin Yuan's identity, they let them pass along the way.

After entering the city, using Qin Zhimu's identity, Lin Yuan found the grandson of the old woman in the military camp, and handed over the felt to him.

In line with the purpose of sending the Buddha to the west, he helped Qin Zhimu prepare the spirit stones for flying, and boarded a small spirit boat that she had left in Yecheng at that time.

The two officially set off to return to the Great Qin Imperial City.

A thousand meters above the sky, the night wind howled.

The spirit boat sailed at high speed in the direction of Bauhinia City according to the established route.

At this speed, you will arrive at the imperial city early tomorrow morning.

Inside the spirit boat, Lin Yuan and Qin Zhimu rested in different cabins.

After consolidating the spiritual power in his body again, Lin Yuan successfully condensed a cyclone at the spiritual root of Qi Hai, and was promoted to a monk in the true spirit realm.

knock knock --

"Master Lin, are you asleep?"

Not long after Lin Yuan's spiritual pressure broke through the true spirit realm, Qin Zhimu's voice sounded outside the door.

"not yet."

Lin Yuan replied, rolled over from the wooden bed, and opened the door.

"It's so late, why didn't the princess go to sleep?"

Seeing Qin Zhimu waiting outside the door, Lin Yuan asked with a smile.

"I'm going back to the imperial city soon, and the uneasiness in my heart has suddenly increased a lot, and it's really hard to fall asleep."

Qin Zhimu replied.

"Just now I felt that Mr. Lin's spiritual pressure has been promoted. It is estimated that Mr. Lin should not have fallen asleep."

"That's why I wanted to come and chat with Mr. Lin, and go to sleep when I feel sleepy."

After only seeing each other for an hour, Qin Zhimu couldn't hold back the thought of wanting to talk to Lin Yuan, wanting to stay with Lin Yuan.

The uneasiness that arose in her heart was real.

But for the past few days, she has been sleeping in the same bed with Lin Yuan, and suddenly she has to sleep alone, which is a bit difficult to adapt to, the same is true.

Deep down in my heart, the feeling of heartache and loss because I was about to part ways with him was even more real.

This last night on the spirit boat was the only time she and Lin Yuan could get along.

She didn't want to waste it like this.

However, Qin Zhimu would not tell Lin Yuan what he was thinking.

"But listening to Mr. Lin's words, it seems that I am not welcome."

After finishing speaking, a faint resentment appeared on Qin Zhimu's face.

"In this case, I can only go back to my room."

"No, no, nothing at all." Lin Yuan waved his hand: "If the princess wants to talk to someone, of course I welcome it."

He opened the door completely, turned sideways, and signaled Qin Zhimu to come in.

"When I first met you a few days ago, you were only at the Qi Refining Realm, but now, you have already advanced to the True Spirit."

Qin Zhimu sat down at the tea table in the middle of the room, watched Lin Yuan close the door, and said slowly:

"Given time, he will definitely surpass me soon."

"I had an experience before, so I'm naturally familiar with the road, so it's nothing."

Being praised by Qin Zhimu, Lin Yuan was not arrogant. He also sat by the teahouse and poured tea for her.

Seeing Lin Yuan skillfully using the tea set to make tea, Qin Zhimu smiled slightly.

"It seems that the young master didn't lie to me. The elders of the Disabled Old Village have really taught you a lot of skills."

"For a person as talented and flamboyant as Young Master, I believe that no matter where he goes, he will surely stand out and stir up trouble."

She changed the subject and continued to ask:

"I don't know what your plan is after the young master protects me and returns to the imperial city? Where can I go?"

"The sky is big and the earth is big, use these two feet to measure it, use these two eyes to look at it," Lin Yuan replied: "My husband, the world is my home."

"My son has lofty aspirations and a big heart, I know it."

Qin Zhimu nodded slightly, and suggested:

"But wandering around is not a long-term solution. I have an idea, I don't know my son..."

"You mean to become a monk of the Qin Army?"

Before Qin Zhimu finished speaking, Lin Yuan shook his head.

"That would disappoint the princess' kindness. I don't want to do that."

"No." Qin Zhimu denied.

"It's too condescending for Mr. Lin to be an ordinary Qin army monk."

Qin Zhimu's answer now is completely different from when he first met Lin Yuan.