The sister who traveled through time wants to dominate the other world and become the empress!

She walked straight to the humming box and slowly opened it. A green and blue light flickered faintly. It was the Shunan sword and a harp that was curved like a crescent moon.

He first took out the Shun'an Sword, gently stroked the scabbard, then drew the sword and cut his finger, causing blood to drip. The blood fell on the sword blade, the green light became brighter and brighter, and then the blood was sucked away.

Yan Muyi, who was behind her, slowly walked to her side and said, "This sword recognizes you as its master."

"I was right. This sword has always had spiritual power, but I have never sharpened it with my own blood."

As he spoke, Xu An put the sword back into its scabbard and laid it flat on the table. He then picked up the harp, which was neither too big nor too small, and was very convenient to hold in his hands. "What kind of harp is this?"

Yan Muyi had never seen it before, but he saw a note on the side of the box and picked it up, "...Fu Shuangqin."

Seeing him hesitant for a moment, Xu An spread his hands and motioned for Yan Mu to hand over the note.

Although Yan Muyi had a complicated expression, he still handed over the note.

There was a familiar handwriting on the paper. Although some of the words were hard to recognize, the meaning was more or less understood. "Oh, was it written by Zhu Yu? He praised me for being great and winning first prize. He also said that this item should have belonged to me. He has a conscience."

Xu An closed the box and looked at Ze An. She saw him leaning against the desk with a cold look on his face. She didn't say much and pinned the Fu Shuang Qin between her ears as if it were an accessory.

"Well, let's go back." He took a few steps forward and stayed beside Ze'an for a moment, waiting for his reaction.

But Ze An, who was so stubborn, naturally wouldn't say anything more for a while. He walked out angrily with the sword in his arms. Xu An pursed his lips and sighed lightly, then turned his head and stretched out his hand to Yan Muyi.

"Yan Mutou, you're not angry with me too, are you?"

Yan Muyi's eyebrows moved slightly, with a hint of tenderness at the corners of his lips. He smiled lightly and tenderly, "How could that be? How dare I be angry with Miss Xu? Miss Xu, just don't be angry with me in the future." He took Xu An's slightly cold hand and wrapped her hand.

Xu An felt the warmth in his palm, "Don't make fun of me. Ze An is so angry for no reason. He was the one who yelled at me first and now he's even more angry. I really don't understand."

"Xu An, if you find out in the future that I have hidden something from you, will you forgive me?" Yan Muyi asked tentatively. He was afraid that she would be angry after knowing some things.

Xu An tilted his head slightly. Seeing that he looked a little weak and tired, there was no other meaning in his eyes. "Are you hiding something from me when you ask this?"

"Yes, but I can't tell you now. If you find out later, promise me that you will give me a chance to explain and don't avoid me on purpose."

Seeing Yan Muyi's sincerity, Xu An nodded slightly, "Okay, as long as you don't lie to me, everything is fine."

The night was long and dark, the clouds gradually covered the crescent moon, a cold wind blew hard, and there were signs of rain.

The three of them were walking on the dimly lit long street. Ze An walked forward without looking back but his steps were very slow, so slow that he would be bumped into by the two of them if he took two steps less. He was jealous, but he couldn't let Yan Muyi and Xu An be alone.

Xu An chatted with Yan Muyi all the way, and Ze An overheard a lot of them. Fortunately, he didn't say any sweet words, otherwise, he would have exploded with jealousy.

"Yan Mutou, did you have a favorite girl when you were a child?"

"No, there are many young ladies who approach me on purpose, but I have no interest in them. They are not as interesting as you, and they don't have a chivalrous heart like you."

"Oh~ It seems that some people are very charming, and there are so many girls chasing after them." Xu An's words sounded strange. Although he asked the question himself, he was somewhat dissatisfied with the answer.

Yan Muyi knew Xu An was setting a trap for him as soon as he heard it, so he quickly explained: "They only approached me for glory and did not like me. I have no other intentions, and so far I have only been attracted to you."

"Hahahaha, don't be nervous, I believe you."

Seeing him so dazed, it really proved the saying that "people in love have zero IQ". Thinking of this, Xu An suddenly remembered what Zhu Yu said.

She stopped and pulled Yan Muyi into the alley at the corner.

"Huh?" Yan Muyi was a little confused. He turned his head and saw Ze'an still walking forward.

Xu An pushed him against the wall, frowning and looking at him with a scrutinizing expression.

"Xu An, you..."

"Yan Mutou, let me ask you, what is the backlash of the covenant?"

This question made Yan Muyi stunned. He looked flustered and stammered, "This, this is not a big backlash, but there are some effects, I feel pain or something..."

Seeing how flustered and shy he was, I inexplicably wanted to tease him, so I pushed him against the wall and teased him ruthlessly.

Thinking of this, Xu An leaned very close, raised his hand and hooked his well-defined chin, which made the man in front of him look confused. He frowned slightly, his long and thin eyelashes drooped slightly to cover half of his pupils, and there was a little red blush at the end of his eyes.

So innocent!! He blushed just by being touched!!

Xu An was celebrating in his heart, and they looked into each other's eyes, their breath mixing together. Without waiting for Yan Muyi to react, Xu An bit his earlobe gently with a smile.

"Xu...Xu An..." The slightly warm breath spread into his ear, and he felt a tingling sensation throughout his body. Yan Muyi's ten fingers tightly clasped the brick wall, and the blush spread from his ears to his cheeks.

Xu An loosened her lips, and the hand that was hooked on Yan Muyi's chin gently stroked his slightly cool thin lips, while the other hand held his waist. If this was indoors, she would definitely untie the belt and reach into his waist to feel the warmth of Yan Muyi's skin.

"Yan Mutou, when did you make the contract with me?" She spoke slowly in his ear.

Yan Muyi's face was burning. He raised his eyes suddenly and looked at Xu An with a dazed look on his face. "You, know?"

Xu An took a step back, folded his arms, and smiled, "Actually I don't know, but I was testing you, and you admitted it just like that. When Zhu Yu told me, I didn't believe it. Tell me, when did you make the bond with me?"

"I... it was that day when you fell into the pond in Shuxin Tower. I saw that you were about to choke on the water, so I made a contract with you in a hurry. That's why you later gained spiritual power, but I don't know why your spiritual roots showed no signs of growth. Until today, Zhu Yu... Zhu Yu injected his contract power into your body, and then you developed spiritual roots..."

Yan Muyi was very concerned about the fact that Zhu Yu helped Xu An to grow spiritual roots. They both made a contract, but he failed to help Xu An, while Zhu Yu did it.

He became increasingly anxious about what Senior Brother Yu had called the "man destined by heaven."

What exactly does "the destined person" mean? Why can't he help Xu An to develop spiritual roots, but Zhu Yu can? Are they destined to be together forever?

What he was afraid of was not that Xu An and Zhu Yu were in love with each other, but that Xu An's heart could only accommodate one person.

"Zhu Yu also formed a contract with me? No wonder Senior Brother Yu said that." Xu An rolled his eyes and suddenly realized something.

"Then the spiritual power I used before was yours, wasn't it? But why did the demons avoid me?"

Xu An really couldn't understand this.

"No, the spiritual power you use is not mine, it's your own. Including after Zhu Yu formed a contract with you, the spiritual power you used was not his. Although the spiritual color is the same, the spiritual power you use is extraordinary and pure." Yan Mu also had some preliminary ideas, but they still needed to be confirmed.

Xu An suddenly clapped his hands and said, "I've thought of it. Isn't there going to be a banquet in the palace in a few days? The God Clan priests will be there too. Then we can go and ask them and find out, right?"

Aren’t priests the so-called astrologers, who know everything?

Talking about this topic, Yan Muyi seemed to be hesitant to speak, "Xu An, the banquet that day seemed to have something to do with the marriage of the Western Regions. I was a little busy and had to deal with some things, so I won't go."

"How do you know there was a marriage on that day? I haven't even heard of it."

"I, my father found out during the morning court session."

Yan Muyi clenched his hands intentionally or unintentionally, and stuttered a little.

He is not good at lying, especially lying to the women he likes.

Xu An didn't care. She recalled her previous vow to enter the palace and marry, and she couldn't help feeling embarrassed for herself at that time.

Oh my God, that’s what I said at that time. What should I do if I really go this time? But it shouldn’t be a big problem. I will definitely not be selected. After all, I have a “famous name”.

It was drizzling, which made the two people who were still lingering in the street quicken their pace. Ze'an felt something was wrong after walking for a while, and when he turned back, there was no one there.

When he thought of Yan Muyi and Xu An being alone together, he became extremely jealous.

Yan Muyi took off his coat and covered Xu An all the way, escorting her to the door of Xiahou Mansion, "Remember to drink some ginger soup when you go back, don't catch a cold." He reached out and tidied Xu An's wet hair, his eyes full of affection.

Xu An smiled and nodded, looking around, and suddenly stood on tiptoe to kiss the cool lips in front of him. It was a gentle moment, and then he took it back in just a moment, "Take care of yourself too, good night, Mr. Yan."

The tone is so tender and sweet.

Yan Muyi's handsome face suddenly turned red again. He didn't know what to say and could only say "hmm" stupidly.

Mr. Yan, this name was given by Xu An.

He walked alone in the rain with a smile on his face, but that was followed by the familiar and uncontrollable burning sensation.

Punishment becomes stronger.