"That's not true."

Lian Xueyin thought for a while and said: "Whether you become a god or a demon, it is just a choice. All living beings in the world have the right to choose. But often choices are accompanied by loss, and thus the original intention is forgotten."
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"Zhizhi, I just hope that no matter what happens to you, you will never forget what you were happy for, so that no matter who you become, you will always be the original version of yourself."

What have I been happy for?

Qing Hui was stunned and remembered the time when he first started learning how to make pills.

At that time, she was just an ordinary person. She had no spiritual energy and could not extract the essence of medicinal materials to the maximum extent. Therefore, the failure rate of experiments was very high. She was afraid of hardship. Ning Fengxu was not around during that time, so she had no choice but to make the idea.

His Majesty who doesn’t communicate with anyone at all.

Of course she succeeded later, and she was so happy at that time.

But that was just a small episode.

Because she would be happy for many things, such as when she read a medical book for the first time as a child, when she learned the first prescription from a doctor, when she got to know the first medicinal material, and later when she met her master and worshiped him as her teacher.

The first time I saw a doctor, the first time I dispensed medicine, the first time I learned to feel the pulse and apply acupuncture...

Many, many.

Because she likes to do this, she will be very happy every time she starts and succeeds.

She should never forget it, right?

But does it make any difference to remember this?

Qing Hui still doesn’t fully understand the true meaning of Lian Xueyin’s words.

"Your Majesty, what do you mean, you want me to remember my original intention?" Qing Hui thought, she has no intention anymore, how can she have any original intention!

Lian Xueyin saw that she seemed to understand but didn't understand, so he didn't explain any more. He smiled and said, "I hope you are happy."

Qing Hu nodded: "Isn't that simple?"

She put the pill down, leaned forward slightly, hooked Lian Xueyin's neck, leaned over and pecked the corner of his lips again: "I am very happy when I am with His Majesty!"

Her bright eyes fell on his, like twinkling stars.

Lian Xueyin clasped the back of her neck, lowered his head and deepened the kiss.

…

Lian Jinchen returned from the palace, and after meeting Qing Hui at the palace gate, something started to feel wrong.

There was always a chaotic shadow in his mind, as if it was tearing him apart crazily.

He hurried back to his house.

The housekeeper came over and told him that Qi Mingyue went back to Qi Guogong's mansion in the afternoon.

Lian Jinchen was stunned for a moment, feeling a little strange.

He thought about Qi Mingyue, every bit of the two of them being together, and how much he should like her, but then, this feeling began to become very strange again, especially because he didn't know why he kept thinking about it.

It’s Aoki’s face.

He quickly walked into Qi Wan's mourning hall.

Zi Su is cleaning the mourning hall. Since Xu Manjin entered the house, Zi Su failed to show her courtesy, so she was sent to do some trivial tasks by Xu Manjin.

She often came over to clean Qi Wan's mourning hall.

She heard that Lian Jinchen had returned to his home, but she had not had a chance to see him yet.

I didn't expect that he would come to the mourning hall at this time.

Zi Su immediately blushed, "My lord, you are finally back..."

Lian Jinchen frowned and walked to Qi Wan's body. Zisu quickly wiped his eyes and handed him three sticks of incense.

Lian Jinchen lit the incense and put it in the incense burner.

Behind the tablet, a small portrait of Qi Wan hangs.
Chapter completed!