Destiny Reborn

"Brother Chen, do you still remember the first time I met you?" Shangguan Wanyao asked softly.

Mu Huanchen took a sip of tea, but didn't speak.

Shangguan Wanyao was not annoyed, she said slowly with the color of memories, a smile subconsciously appeared on the corner of her mouth: "I know, you must not remember."

"I was six years old that year, and my father took me into the palace for the first time." Shangguan Wanyao smiled, laughing at the way she and her father had conflicts at the time, she shook off her father's hand in the palace, and she ran while crying, At that time, she met the person she was destined to be entangled with for the rest of her life with tears in her eyes and a dirty face.Sigh, think about it, I was really ashamed at that time.

"That year, when I was running around alone and crying because I didn't know where I was going, I saw you dancing your sword under the tree."

The following is the memory part

The little Shangguan Wanyao ran and ran, and found that the surroundings were getting more and more desolate. When she couldn't run anymore and stopped, she found that there was no one around!

A dilapidated palace, overgrown with weeds, even a cold palace should be better than this place.

Although it was daytime, the desolate scene still frightened the little Shangguan Wanyao. Her face, which was crying at the moment, was even more ugly now, not at all the noble and elegant appearance when she grew up.

"Father...Father...Woo...Where are you...Yao'er is afraid...Woo..." Shangguan Wanyao cried while wiping her tears with her chubby hands.

Suddenly, there was a piercing sound of "Hoo-hoo--", Shangguan Wanyao was so frightened that she quickly hid behind the tree.

"Wow!" Shangguan Wanyao exclaimed, with a weeping little face in a daze, staring at the scene in front of her in a daze.

Fallen flowers are colorful, surrounding the sword dancer under the tree.He is obviously only eight or nine years old, but his cold face is mature beyond his age.Every sword swung is soft but also strong.Sometimes it is as slow as falling flowers, and sometimes it is as fast as lightning.From soft to beautiful, from rigid to strong, let people enjoy this visual feast.

Shangguan Wanyao seemed to be fascinated, and reached out to catch the petals all over the sky.The pink petals shaped like cherry blossoms fell into Shangguan Wanyao's hands. Before she could look at it carefully, the young man, let's call him a young man, stopped the sword in his hand and stood there looking at Shangguan Wanyao

The young man was taller than other children of the same age, dressed in white, and showed a chic taste at such a young age, with a chilling expression, like ice that would never melt for thousands of years, and aloof like an iceberg and snow mountain.

Shangguan Wanyao was shy, she felt that she seemed to have disturbed others, she stuffed the petals in her hand into her sleeve at a loss, and stood there blushing, not knowing what to do.

The young man looked at Shangguan Wanyao indifferently, his eyes were like an ancient well without waves, he turned and left without saying anything.

"Hey! Wait..." Seeing that someone was about to leave, Shangguan Wanyao immediately chased after him, but the person in front was obviously just walking casually, but she couldn't catch up while trotting, and could only watch the white figure gradually disappear .

"I... I'm lost... Woohoo..." Seeing that the only life-saving straw was gone, Shangguan Wanyao cried again.

I don't know how long I cried, maybe it wasn't long before the patrolling soldiers passing by found Shangguan Wanyao and took her back.

In fact, the younger sister of Prime Minister Shangguan was originally a noble concubine in the palace, so she took her daughter to wash and rest in the palace of the noble concubine, and was going to have dinner with the then emperor Qin Di in the evening.

When Shangguan Wanyao knew that she entered the "ghost land" in the palace by mistake, her mind went blank and she couldn't say anything.So, the person I saw during the day is also a ghost? !very scary!

But—that person looks more like a fairy...

Although Shangguan Wanyao thought a lot in her heart, she didn't say it out loud.Furthermore, even if it was true, no one would believe it.How could a seven or eight-year-old child appear there?With such martial arts, the lingering sword energy is really a ghost...

Prime Minister Shangguan reprimanded Shangguan Wanyao, making her afraid to speak until Emperor Qin came in with his most beloved prince.

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