The Three-Life Stone

Bei Ming Mo walked to a familiar place, the underworld. He had been there and gone in a hurry several times before, passing through the door without entering. Now he was willing to go through it even though he could.

The red spider lilies on the other side of the river exuded fragrance. Bei Mingmo looked at the sea of ​​flowers and wondered if the single pink red spider lily was lonely. He came to the Three Lives Stone, wondering where their names were engraved. Belief and disbelief were all in a thought, and he still believed in himself more.

Bei Ming Mo jumped into the Wangchuan River, hoping that a thousand years later, when the flowers fell, he would be able to repay the deep affection he had let down in this life.

Wangchuan is a river in the underworld. According to legend, deep in the river, dead souls pass through it, drink its water, and forget all the sorrows and joys of their previous lives. Everything that once existed becomes a thing of the past, and they can then return to the world and be reborn.

If you don't want to drink Meng Po soup and lose your memory, you must jump into the Wangchuan River and endure a thousand years of suffering before you can enter reincarnation again. After enduring the torment of a thousand years, you will see people of all shapes and sizes waiting for reincarnation. The Wangchuan River has three thousand weak waters, and the river water is blood yellow. A feather cannot float, and reeds sink to the bottom. Even gods and ghosts will be slowly corroded by the river water. How determined a heart must be to see so many desperate feelings and burns to persist. He doesn't know, he only knows that he owes a debt of love, and he must repay it.

In a farmhouse with a wooden gate, Amu came back from farming. Xiaoyun took a handkerchief to wipe his sweat. A lively and cheerful little girl followed him and made a face.

"Daddy, you are so embarrassed. You still need mommy to help you wipe your sweat. Tangtang is only three years old and can wipe her face by herself."

"Okay, our Tangtang is the best."

"Humph, Daddy is used to being perfunctory. Every time he coaxes Mom, he says a lot, but when it comes to his daughter, he just says the best, really great. Mom, where is my godmother? I don't want to see you guys being bored, I want to be bored with my godmother and make you envious."

"Tangtang, be good. Your godmother might have been delayed by something. She said she would come back and listen to you calling her godmother."

Haitang is five years old.

"Mom, what kind of person is godmother? Could it be that she doesn't like Tangtang so she never comes back to see me?"

"Tangtang is a good girl. Your godmother would definitely like her if she saw her."

Haitang is eight years old.

"Mom, if my godmother gets lost, I'll look for her when I grow up."

"Well, let's go out and see the world."

Haitang is twelve years old.

"Mother, this is the portrait Tangtang drew for you. Look, isn't it beautiful? Tell me what your godmother looks like and I'll draw her. Next time we meet, you'll recognize her."

Haitang is fifteen years old.

"Mother, I'm engaged. Will my godmother come over when I get married?"

Haitang is seventeen years old.

"Mother, my daughter is going to be a mother too."

Haitang is eighteen years old.

"Mom, will giving birth be painful? I'm so scared."

"Mother, why is this child so ugly? Was I also so ugly when I was a child?"

Haitang is eighty-one years old.

"Madam, when I was sorting out old things, I saw a painting of yours at the bottom of the box. What should I do with it?"

"Painting? Open it and take a look."

Haitang stared at the painting for a long while, then smiled with relief and said, "It's unimportant, just burn it."

A promise that cannot be fulfilled, I don't blame you. You were naive when I was a child and wanted more love, but the older I got, the less I expected it. If you think about it carefully, I have felt your love from my mother and father when I was a child, and that is enough. I have grown from a child into a girl, and then married to become a mother, grandmother, and great-grandmother. Everything that happened in the past has become a thing of the past and has disappeared.

During this long wait of a thousand years, the Kingdom of Nanxing has also undergone earth-shaking changes.

It is not known which Nangong Yu disbanded this place. Qin Yunhuai did not stop it. He only left those who were in the army guarding Nanxing Kingdom. The people and merchants inside came out from the underground one after another.

Qin Yunhuai has noticed the development of the outside world and the underground palace in recent years. It's not that he is unwilling to show new things outside, but the people in this underground palace are generally more tolerant. Money and power come second. They mainly take things as they come and live casually. Some bizarre ideas can be tried multiple times.

With the existing skills, these people can live well outside.

Separation and reunion are the norm in life, nothing is permanent.

After staying underground for a long time, the people inside are generally whiter than those outside. They can also go out for a walk even in the underground palace. They do not have to see the sun all year round, so their physical fitness is good.

It's a pity that after thousands of years of evolution, there is still a saying that women cannot show their faces in public and sell things on the streets, and discrimination against women still exists.

With the emergence of these people, a series of chain stores were opened, bringing the people's experience to a climax.

Once upon a time, wealthy families had ice cellars where they stored ice in the winter and used the unmelted ice in the summer.

A few ordinary families also have a method that can make a small amount of ice. Not everyone knows this method, and not everyone has a well at home, so only a few people know it.

First, pour the freshly boiled water into a large bottle, then seal the bottle mouth with clean and fine silk fabric, and finally sink it into a deep well. After three days, you can fish it out and harvest some crushed ice.

Although this method is inefficient, it is enough for poor people to get a little coolness in the hot summer.

This principle is similar to the core principle of modern refrigerator refrigeration - the evaporative cooling effect.

"Can we really bring all our hard work over the years to the surface?"

"Go ahead and do it. If the method is in our own hands, we can guarantee that the benefits will last longer."

With approval, everyone stopped worrying and built an ice-making factory. They used saltpeter according to the proportion to make ice cubes and customized a batch of basins with large basins inside small basins.

The ice cubes made in the small basin can be added with sugar, milk and jam to make ice cream, and can be made into smoothies by adding milk, tea and jam, or fruit juice to make fruit tea. The cut fruits can be added with honey water and ice cubes to make four-fruit soup, which is the most refreshing in summer. Each serving costs from a dozen to a hundred coins, and is served to the people in ordinary tea bowls.

The ones who are really fleecing are of course the rich. Rich ladies cannot travel anywhere like young men, so if there is a good place to go, they will definitely travel in groups of three or five.

The decoration of the store is exquisite and elegant. They choose the fashionable round fans as decorations and change them frequently. There are screens and seasonal flowers in the air. There is only the fragrance of flowers and fruits, which will not cover up the fragrance of the ladies. You can feel the literary and artistic atmosphere when you enter the door. You can see the desk when you come in again. Above the desk are some Four Books and Five Classics, writing brushes, ink, paper and inkstone. If you are in the mood, you can also recite poems here.

The third floor is filled with musical instruments such as the zheng, qin, and pipa, where the young ladies would privately practice their talents, and at the end of a song they could stick their heads out to look for like-minded people.

The second floor is dedicated to afternoon tea. You can hear pleasant piano music and watch gorgeous tea bowls with exquisite presentation. Whether it is ice cream or fruit drinks, they are decorated with fresh mint leaves from nature or dried peach and cherry blossom powders according to the style. The signature dish is the smoking ice cream hot pot.

The business of menstrual pads is not easy to do. Everyone produces and sells them by themselves. If they sell jointly with acquaintances, it will take a lot of effort to persuade them to accept due to people's deep-rooted ideas.

During these years of research in the underground palace, they have accumulated many technologies that are ahead of their time. The most amazing one is a small square box. When pressed, musical instruments can be heard and people can sing inside. One box can play one song, and one song can be played ninety-nine times. He said that ninety-nine can represent infinity or finiteness.

After it was made, he spent the rest of his life making many more small boxes and recorded the sound of everyone singing together into them. Later people could not achieve his effect by copying him, and he never met another genius like him in the world, so each one of these boxes was used up.

The item is not a must-have and indeed you may not see it once in a thousand years, so there are many people willing to buy it even if one is sold every day.

Everyone tacitly did not mention the place called Nanxing Country. At the beginning of the New Year, they would gather together and look back at this former home, with their hearts full of emotion and nostalgia. But they knew that they would continue their lives with the memories and feelings of this place, and everyone had their own life.

Under the management of Murong Yi and Jiang Wan, the Southern Kingdom gradually developed and could become a small dynasty.

In the harem of the Southern Kingdom, Murong Yi was very old. Jiang Wan, as his queen, his wife and now the empress dowager, helped Murong Yi massage his temples without any disgust or pride.

Ever since he got older, Murong Yi's memory has not been very good. Sometimes he becomes confused and confuses things in the past with recent events.

Murong Yi and Jiang Wan lived in Yongshou Palace and enjoyed their old age. They let their children and grandchildren take care of themselves. Now Murong Yi was like a child and did not ask for anything. Jiang Wan just wanted her son to come and pay his respects to them from time to time, which would be a perfect life for her.

Murong Yi was in a dormant state of mind when he suddenly woke up one day. He called all his children and grandchildren to have a reunion dinner. After the dinner, he took Jiang Wan's hand and walked around the Imperial Garden. They walked very slowly, slowly reviewing their lives.

Since Xia Jin disappeared, Murong Yi's attitude towards Jiang Wan has changed a lot since he was reborn.

They couldn't be said to be affectionate, but they treated each other with respect and supported each other. As time went by, Murong Yi seemed to have let go of the past and became more considerate to Jiang Wan, and would protect her behind his back.

After their child was born, he treated her even better, calling her by her maiden name, holding her in his hands, and having people find some rare toys to entertain her during the New Year.

Jiang Wan didn't know whether he felt guilty towards her or had feelings for her. Whatever it was, it was enough. If he was lying to her, she hoped that Murong Yi could lie to her forever. But what reason did Murong Yi have to lie to her? Was it just because his life was hanging by a thread that time?

From the Imperial Garden, he walked to the Yongshou Palace, then to the Cold Palace, took a look and muttered, "Not here."

He pulled Jiang Wan and continued walking. When they reached where the princes lived, he muttered, "This is great."

When he walked to where the princes were studying and heard everyone reciting in unison, he muttered, "This is very good."

When the prince saw Murong Yi after school, he shouted, "Hello, Grandpa Emperor."

Murong Yi picked up the prince and rubbed his beard against him, muttering with relief: "Good, good, good."

Jiang Wan was walking with difficulty for a while, and her stomach made a few calls faintly, but Murong Yi seemed fine. Seeing Jiang Wan frown, Murong Yi smiled embarrassedly: "Hehehe, my Wanwan has grown old, how could I forget about her? You must be tired after walking with me all day today, let's go back to the palace."

Jiang Wan hid her uneasiness and nodded with a smile.

After returning to Yongshou Palace, Murong Yi became confused again. Sometimes he kept muttering about pain here and there, sometimes he kept muttering why his sister didn't come to save him, sometimes he said that he was the father and had to set a good example, and sometimes he said sorry to Jiang Wan.

Murong Yi's eyes became cloudy as he muttered, "Sister, why don't you come to find Xiaoyi? Xiaoyi is so miserable and tired. Obviously, Xiaoyi likes sister so much."

Jiang Wan's eyebrows twitched and her eyes were red, as if she was unwilling. The man for whom she had given everything was still thinking about another woman. Is it really so important who comes first? She really hoped that she was the one who saved him.

Before Jiang Wan's tears fell, Murong Yi suddenly smiled, and the wrinkles on his face deepened: "But go ahead, sister, find the person you want to find and the path you want to take."

Jiang Wan was curious about what the man was going to say, so she looked at him and smiled gently and continued, "Xiaoyi has met another person. Although she is a little dumb, she really loves Xiaoyi. Xiaoyi now has Wanwan. Wanwan is Xiaoyi's wife. This is enough for this life. It's time to say what has never been said in this life. Wanwan, I love you. I hope you will not regret loving me in this life."

Jiang Wan cried, this time not because she was unwilling but because she was moved. She had finally waited for her turn. All her life, Jiang Wan loved Rong Yi and had no regrets.

After Murong Yi finished speaking, he sat there motionless. Jiang Wan couldn't help crying but she didn't move. Jiang Wan wanted to calm herself down but she couldn't. She just heard Murong Yi say that he loved her and he left. She was scared.

Tears flowed uncontrollably, mixed with too much sadness. Jiang Wan raised her hands, which were covered with traces of time, and tremblingly felt Murong Yi's breath, wiped her tears and opened the door.

"Someone is coming."

"The servant is here."

"Please ask the painter."

After giving the order, Jiang Wan closed the door and cried silently for a while. She never blamed Murong Yi. Even if Murong Yi didn't love her, she would accept it. The days with Murong Yi in her two lives were the happiest days of her life. Murong Yi never despised her, never said a bad word about her, and was pretty good to her. Most importantly, he never thought of abandoning her.

Regardless of whether Murong Yi wanted to die with her that time, Murong Yi never thought of abandoning her. Jiang Wan did not misjudge him. Even she herself did not think until the end that Murong Yi would say he loved her. If he left peacefully, she would not even think about anything else. It was just that Murong Yi's nagging about his sister made her a little unhappy. It was enough for one woman to occupy his life, so why should he be entangled in this life with no intersection.

Unexpectedly, he had let it go long ago, but just put everything into action and told himself at the last moment.

Jiang Wan tidied her appearance, and when the painter came, she asked someone to paint Murong Yi's final appearance. This was the look of the man who had accompanied her throughout her life and told her that he loved her. In the days to come, she would hang the painting by her bed, as if he was still with her.

Jiang Wan loves Murong Yi, and Murong Yi also loves Jiang Wan, and there is no regret in this life.