The Three-Life Stone

Xia Jin was startled by the harsh scolding.

"I'm... sorry." Xia Jin stood aside at a loss like a child who had done something wrong. "I don't know how I got here. Is this your home? I'll leave right away."

Xia Jin walked towards the cave entrance in embarrassment. The man in black came up to her and blocked the way in front of her. No matter whether she went left or right, the man was deliberately blocking her way.

"Well, I really don't know how I ended up here. I apologize for causing you trouble. Can you let me out now?" Xia Jin raised her eyes and looked at the other person. The other person was also looking at her with a gloomy face, and it was impossible to tell whether he was happy or angry in his eyes.

As he looked up and down, the man began to laugh. His evil laughter echoed throughout the cave. Combined with his black clothes, he looked like a demon crawling out of hell.

"Shangguan Wan'er? No, no, no, what's your name now?" the man asked, putting away his smile.

Xia Jin looked at the other person suspiciously. She had never seen this person before. This person was not like an ordinary person. If he had appeared before, she would have had an impression of him. But it was unbelievable that such a person knew about her past life. Xia Jin asked vigilantly, "Who are you?"

"Haha, don't be so scared, you and she are from the same root, I won't hurt you."

"What do you mean by same root? Who is she?" Although the other party became kind, Xia Jin was still very alert in her heart, and asked with a slightly relaxed expression.

The man raised his chin and raised his eyebrows, glanced at the woman in the painting and left, hummed as if he was explaining something or thinking about how to describe it, then smiled thoughtfully.

Xia Jin was puzzled by the man's strange behavior. Seeing that the man had no intention of answering, she asked again, "Who are you? Did you bring me here?"

The man touched his chin and gave Xia Jin an admiring look: "Well, you are quite smart, but you don't need to know who I am."

"Why did you bring me here?" Xia Jin kept looking at the other person and asked.

"You smell familiar, but unfortunately, you two don't look alike at all." The man shook his head regretfully, and thought of that person's lively and bold appearance. He was very different from the person in front of him. Apart from the smell, there was no similarity at all.

The man slowly approached Xia Jin, and Xia Jin found that she could not move. She let the man's fingers stroke her face, stroke her hair and then put it to her nose to smell it.

"what you up to?"

The man said nothing, still playing with her hair with a chuckle, and then said: "It's still not like it, the taste is different too."

Xia Jin's eyes almost rolled up. Did this person hear what she was saying? Was she talking to a cow? Before she could react, she felt faint. Before she fainted, she felt the man holding her and saying, "Enjoy the beauty of the present."

When Xia Jin woke up again, she opened her eyes and saw that the ceiling of the bedroom was made of sandalwood as beams, crystal jade disks as lamps, curtains made of rolled beads, and round column bases made of granite with embossed lotus petals.

He was lying on a six-foot-wide agarwood bed with a shark silk tent hanging beside him. The tent was embroidered with flowers embroidered with pearls and silver threads. He was sleeping on a soft silk mat with a jade pillow as his pillow. Bei Ming Mo was standing beside him with a worried look on his face.

Xia Jin couldn't help but frowned and asked in confusion: "Are we back?"

"Yeah." Seeing Xia Jin wake up, Bei Mingmo felt relieved. A smile appeared on his face and he asked, "Do you remember the Palace Master I told you about?"

"Hmm..." Xia Jin thought for a while and responded absentmindedly.

"I saw him yesterday."

Xia Jin continued to recall that she appeared in the cave after she fainted. Bei Ming Mo... should have fainted as well, but he didn't even have a single doubt about what happened.

Xia Jin asked uncertainly: "Yesterday...we all fainted, right?"

"Yes, no wonder no one could find the leader of the Dark Palace. I just learned his name. It turned out to be the once famous Nangong Yu. They don't usually receive guests, so I didn't see him the few times I went there. Maybe they were moved by my sincerity. These days they asked people to keep an eye out for my next visit."

Bei Mingmo looked at Xia Jin with a little excitement and worry and continued, "I thought we met some bad guys. When I woke up and found that you were not around, I was about to go out to look for you. Someone who stayed behind said that this was the first time an outsider saw the Palace Master. After all, the Palace Master has been a hermit for many years and outsiders cannot spy on him, so he used this special method.

Just then, Nangong Yu walked in, and a strange man in black clothes came out behind him and said that you had woken up a long time ago, and he was chatting very well with his wife. He asked me to go ahead and have a good talk with Nangong Yu, and then he left. I was skeptical at the time, but I thought that the Palace Master would not play such a boring trick, so I stayed to investigate.

When I went to look for you, you had fainted. They said you had a special physical condition, so I brought you back directly, thinking that it would be better to be at home. Are you okay? How was our conversation yesterday? Are you still feeling unwell? "

"Well... I'm fine, just like I had a good sleep." Xia Jin thought about it with her groggy head and decided not to say anything else, so she quietly sorted out Bei Mingmo's words and changed the subject, "But you didn't sleep well."

"Well, I still have some doubts, so after I brought you back at night, I felt that I couldn't sleep anyway, so I went to the court for a walk, and then continued to stay by your side." Bei Mingmo stroked his chin and fell into deep thought, "There are some strange things, but I just can't figure it out, because they are all reasonable."

"Then don't think about it, take a rest first, okay?" Xia Jin stroked Bei Mingmo's eyebrow and asked while fiddling with the strands of hair in front of him.

"It's okay, let's have breakfast together. This red date and snow swallow porridge is the best for replenishing qi and blood. My husband specially asked the kitchen to make it."

Xia Jin stood up, washed her face, and came to the table. Bei Mingmo scooped up some porridge with a spoon and pushed it over to her, saying, "Eat it. It's not hot anymore."

"Hmm." Xia Jin took a bite and then ate a few more bites. He thought about how he would be rumored to be incompetent if he didn't attend the morning court properly. He also thought that Si Yu, a guard, could come forward to solve the problem. This meant that it must be more than the first time he did this. He couldn't help but ask, "Amo, is the morning court a must?"

Bei Mingmo couldn't help laughing when he saw Xia Jin's serious look. He wanted to explain patiently, but he smiled and shook his head and said, "Well, it would be more interesting to let Jiang Chen explain it to you later."

Xia Jin thought of Jiang Chen dancing and gesticulating, and smiled and said, "Okay, then I look forward to Jiang Chen giving me a different explanation."