The Three-Life Stone

Xia Jin looked at Murong Yi's expression and asked, "Do you regret it?"

Murong Yi put away the sadness in his eyes and sneered, "The person I care about the most... has abandoned me... What do you think I have to regret now?"

Murong Yi looked at Xia Jin with contempt, not caring about the injuries on his body, and slowly called out with heartache: "Sister."

Hearing the word "sister" in person, Xia Jin was a little confused. She still felt that he shouldn't know her. She hadn't entered the palace in this life, so he wouldn't know her at all. She was obviously dead, and he didn't die at that time, so how could he...

"Sister, you have been trying to save him for so many years. Have you ever thought that the little boy in his teens also needs you, even a little bit?" Murong Yi laughed at himself, revealing misery and despair, and gestured with his thumb and index finger, "Do you want to save that little boy just a little bit?"

Before Xia Jin could say anything else, Murong Yi continued.

"I know my sister doesn't like the intrigues in the harem. I thought this rebirth was a chance given to me by God, a chance for me to protect my sister. I found the Shangguan family early, only to discover a secret that could get me killed.

My sister is not a girl from the Shangguan family. I immediately thought that my sister might have been adopted? Or bought? Or abducted? It's a pity that I am just a hostage, with no power or status. It takes a lot of effort to do anything secretly. "

"Stop talking, wait until your wound heals." Xia Jin couldn't bear to stop him, but there was no confidence in her words.

"It turns out that my sister has also been reborn! No wonder Xiaoyi hasn't been waiting for my sister! Xiaoyi has been wondering whether my sister will not meet him this time. What will happen if Xiaoyi finds my sister in advance? But I never thought that my sister has been reborn and she doesn't need to meet him to still love him..." After saying that, Murong Yi laughed like crazy.

As Murong Yi spoke, some images flashed through Xia Jin's mind, and some fragments of memory flooded into her mind.

"sorry."

These three words were weak, but Xia Jin didn't know what else to say. If she could do it again, she didn't want to enter the palace again. She thought of Murong Yi, who was so young and a hostage, who was bullied all the time. To put it nicely, he came to the other country as a guest for the sake of peace between the two countries. To put it bluntly, he was an abandoned pawn sent to another country because he couldn't win.

At that time, not only the princes and princesses in the palace bullied Murong Yi, even the eunuchs and palace maids dared to vent their anger on Murong Yi, not to mention the concubines in the harem who looked down on this man. When he saw the weak Murong Yi, he felt sympathy.

Under the big tree near the cold palace, Shangguan Wan'er would secretly bring food to the hungry Murong Yi. Although Murong Yi usually followed the prince to study, he was not really studying, he was just pretending, so Shangguan Wan'er would simply teach Murong Yi to read and learn her own name.

When Murong Yi was covered in wounds, she treated his wounds. When Murong Yi was sick, she brought him medicine and encouraged this child.

Their meeting was the result of a coincidence. Shangguan Wan'er felt sorry for the women in the cold palace because of herself, and Murong Yi climbed through a dog hole to the cold palace where few people passed by in order to escape being bullied. This acquaintance allowed them to keep each other warm afterwards.

Shangguan Wan'er did not regard herself as a concubine, nor did she regard Murong Yi as a hostage, so they were like siblings. He liked to call her "sister" and she would treat him as a child and call him "Xiao Yi". However, Murong Yi had other thoughts in his heart.

As Murong Yi grew up, there were many people who looked down on him, but they would no longer bully him openly. He also developed a side of himself that was able to protect Wan'er.

"There's no need for sister to apologize. Xiaoyi was greedy." Murong Yi took A Jin's hand and stuffed a dagger into it.

Xia Jin was still lost in her memories and hadn't reacted yet. She remembered that after Murong Yi left the palace, the time he had to abide by as a hostage had passed. As a free man, he still stayed with her for a while.

She remembered that he had once confessed his love to her, saying things like he didn't mind that she and the emperor had been married, and also expressed his admiration for her. What a great yet humble love this was in feudal society. It was a pity that she already had someone in her heart at that time. Even if that person was gone, no matter how good that person was, she had not made any new plans and just wanted to find out the truth.

"I wonder if you've ever thought about how Xiaoyi has lived without you for so many years. Xiaoyi was smart this time. He went along with everyone and said nice things, so he didn't suffer a lot." He also did a lot of mean things against his will. Murong Yi held Xia Jin's hand and slowly raised it to his chest and continued, "I've lived for you for so many years. If you didn't have me, I'm afraid I would have died somewhere long ago."

"Xiaoyi, I'm sorry." Xia Jin sobbed, her hands weak but still controlled by the other party.

"Xiao Yi did a great job this time. He came back and got back his position as the crown prince. The Southern Kingdom was not destroyed, so he could always protect his sister. This can be regarded as returning his life to his sister. But, sister, I can't protect you next time." Murong Yi smiled sadly and was about to stab the knife into his chest, but Xia Jin reacted and the dagger just brushed past.

"Sister's choice... must be right... I must live happily. It's worth it to die in sister's hands. Xiaoyi only has one small request. I hope sister can bury me and her together after I die. Although we can't be together in life, we can sleep together in death. This is the last thing I do for her."

As Murong Yi spoke, black blood was already flowing from the corners of his mouth. "Sister, Xiaoyi can't protect you anymore. You have to protect yourself. This time, Xiaoyi will atone for that silly girl Jiang Wan."

Yes, if that silly girl knew that they were together in the end, she would be very happy, Xia Jin smiled bitterly. Why, why go to this point?

Xia Jin looked at the two people lying on the ground, helped them up, took out the last Nine Lives Resurrection Pill from the brocade bag, broke it into two halves, gave each person half, and after simply stopping their bleeding, she fed the last Blood-Producing Pill to the two of them.

She accepted the favor, but she is not worthy of this life. You want to die and end it all, have you asked for my opinion?

Xia Jin found something like a signal firework from Murong Yi and lit it. "You kid have reinforcements but you don't know how to use them. You have to sacrifice your life, right? You have to be a hero, right? No matter how fast or slow it is, you will always have a better chance of winning."

You still want me to bury you together. You did it on purpose, didn't you? You can do it when you are old. Whatever you want to do with your wife, just wait until you wake up and do it. Don't expect me to spend money to burn paper for you, and don't expect me to dig a hole for you.

After setting off the fireworks, Xia Jin went to the nearby lake with peace of mind. This way she could be sure that she would not die, and she could not escape the suffering she deserved. Xia Jin thought of Murong Yi's embarrassed look on the ground with his toes after he came back to life. It turned out that even though this brat was handsome, he still looked embarrassed in front of her.

Xia Jin washed the blood off her body without caring about the wounds on her body. She just wanted to wash herself clean and then go to the clothing store in the city to find two new sets of clothes.

However, he had lost too much blood and had given the blood-generating pills to two foolish boys. Now he was overtired and fainted due to anemia.