Original God Zhongli BG Xiao Qinglong traveled through time

Afterwards, Lin Huan's injuries recovered quickly.

Immortal Ping originally thought that it would take a long time for the little girl to recover to her previous condition, but she did not expect that after only seven days, she was able to get out of bed and walk, and do simple rehabilitation.

With Gan Yu's help, Lin Huan stood up and slowly walked to the window. There was a desk under the window, and on the desk was a porcelain vase with a bunch of small flowers in it. They were freshly picked, and the petals were still covered with dew. Next to the porcelain vase, the emerald green sword was lying flat. Someone had moved it from the wall at the head of the bed to the side of the desk.

Lin Huan walked to the table, slowly reached out, and picked up the long-lost Panyanjielu from the table.

"Long time no see, old friend." She smiled gently, shook her right hand vigorously, and the sword came out of its sheath, horizontally in front of her, reflecting the calm and gentle expression on her face.

She actually liked and treasured this sword very much. She liked it the moment Gan Yu carefully took it out of the Yiyan Palace and solemnly pressed it into her palm.

This sword is a little different from the model seen in the game in that world. The model planned and built in the game is more like a single-edged knife than a long sword. At this moment, the palm of her hand is buzzing with excitement, as if welcoming the return of its beloved master. The real rock is green, which is exactly what she remembers as an ancient Han sword. The sword guard is slightly wider than the blade, and it simply wraps the hilt and the palm of the sword holder. There is no overly gorgeous decoration. The sword tip is straight and slender, with smooth lines and sharpness. From the hilt to the blade, it presents an extremely pure green jade color, without the slightest color or other colors. The green reminded her of the bottomless pool in the mountains, so beautiful... that she couldn't help but be deeply moved.

"I'm sorry... I made you worry before." Her palm gently brushed the blade of the green long sword in her palm. "I wanted to abandon you before... At that time, because of some things, I fell into obsession and self-doubt and couldn't extricate myself... It was my fault. I apologize to you."

"I'm sorry...I won't do that again."

The edge of the green sword trembled even more violently, as if answering her question, or as if comforting her, telling her not to care about what happened before.

Lin Huan smiled gently, made a beautiful sword flower, and sheathed it into his sleeve.

Gan Yu stood a little further behind her, rubbed the corners of her eyes gently, her voice trembling a little, but she was still smiling.

"Ah Huan, do you know the story of this sword and the Emperor? It was originally a beautiful jade from the mountains, and was carved out as a ceremonial sword. It was not originally intended to kill enemies with blood, but as a gift to friends, representing the friendship and hope for peace that one wants to give away... It should be this way, and it should be this way."

Lin Huan was silent, tightly grasping the sword that had been resting against her hand since it was hidden in her sleeve, caressing it gently with her palm in a soothing gesture. But... but, this precious heart was soaked and tainted by betrayal and blood. In the end, this long sword that could feel the precious friendship of living beings was stained with the emotions of betrayal and resentment, as well as killing and blood. It sighed and cried... Who should cover and soothe the sadness of being made into a killing weapon with a beautiful jade body?

"But Ah Huan...you, you are different." Gan Yu took her hand and smiled gently.

"You used your sincere heart, and those days and nights of hard fighting side by side... to wash away all the negative emotions of betrayal, resentment, and sadness that had been lingering around her for thousands of years, leaving no trace. In their place, you have your trust in the Emperor, your deep love for Liyue, your hidden reluctance and attachment to your brother Xiao... and your love and reluctance to the Thousand Rocks Army... These pure emotions, firmness, and without a trace of distractions, are the pure and spotless heart of protecting the country, which deeply moved it. You polished her into your own shape. She was determined to be yours... She understood your sadness and sorrow at that time... So she didn't blame you for wanting to abandon her. She is in tune with you and is your unique treasure."

“Ah Huan, she won’t blame you. On the contrary, she loves you very much. Her love for you, and your love for Liyue, moved the Emperor…” Gan Yu smiled softly, “The Emperor actually felt regretful about Jie Lu, but you also soothed his regret.”

"So...Stone Green is in your hands. She deserves it, and so do you." Ganyu chuckled. "This is a beautiful thing, and a blessing. Don't underestimate yourself."

"Really?" Lin Huan clasped his hands together, gently holding the sword that was quietly nestling in his arms. Feeling the resonance of her tenderness and dependence, he couldn't help but chuckle.

"Thank you, Ganyu. I understand."

Her eyes fell to the window, and through the gaps in the window paper, she could vaguely see the bright sunshine outside the window.

"I've been stuck in bed for so long, it's time to go out for a walk."