evening.

A drizzle fell from the sky, covering the surrounding landscape in a wet mist.

Zhu Jishi found himself sitting silently on the stone bench, his mood was gloomy, and he was holding an antique tea cup in his trembling hand.

There was a sound of footsteps, and a middle-aged man wearing elegant blue silk clothes, who looked like he had a bald head from the front, with an elegant face, but a murderous look in his brows, was surrounded by several men wearing official uniforms of the Qing Dynasty.

, walked slowly to Zhu Jishi and sighed softly.

With a crash, the tea cup in Zhu Jishi's hand fell on the bluestone floor and broke into pieces. An unspeakable fear and hatred suddenly surged from the bottom of his heart.

He stood up slowly, looked at the middle-aged man, and suddenly cursed: "Traitor! What did the Ming Dynasty betray you? What did my father and son betray you? To make me suffer?"

The middle-aged man said calmly: "Zhu Cixuan, the Ming Dynasty did not fail me, and neither did you and your son. They just lost the country. Your father is the king of the country's subjugation, and you are the prince of the country's subjugation. What else is there to say?"

"

Zhu Jishi snorted coldly: "The Ming Dynasty will not die! Because the Ming Dynasty still has descendants overseas, and one day they will lead a large army to fight back and take your life..."

As he spoke, he saw the middle-aged man wave his hand, and a rope suddenly wrapped around Zhu Jishi's neck, tightening it tighter and tighter... Zhu Jishi stretched out his hand, like a helpless drowning man, trying to catch a person who didn't exist at all.

straw. Then everything is in vain...

"Jason..."

"Jason..."

A beautiful and pure voice, like a clear spring in a stream, called his English name.

"Jason!"

Zhu Jishi woke up with a start, his back was covered with cold sweat, wet and cold. He was stunned for a while before he recognized the small and cozy room in front of him.

The dim light and shadow of the desk lamp fell on those white arms. Zhu Jishi turned his face, curled up the corners of his mouth, and forced a smile.

Ye Yiren blinked her big bright eyes and smiled playfully: "You have been shaking, sweating a lot, and shouting... Jason, are you having that dream again?"

Zhu Jishi said nothing, but hugged his girlfriend tightly.

The same dream started when he was in middle school.

But at that time, Zhu Jishi was still a nerd who didn't hear anything outside the window and only focused on reading. He devoted almost all his energy to studying and would not think about a boring dream at all. With this

With hard work and a little bit of cleverness, Zhu Jishi was admitted to the Department of Basic Medicine of a well-known medical school in China. After five years of hard study, he got the opportunity to study for a master's degree at the Mannheim Medical School of the University of Heidelberg in Germany. He was still in Mannheim.

I met my current girlfriend Ye Yiren in Mu Medical College and shared with her this strange dream that I had had for nearly ten years.

Ye Yiren is just like her name. She has a birdlike appearance, fair skin, and a pair of big, eerie eyes. If she also has a pair of pointed ears, she is a living elf. Although it is not considered

She is not a beauty, but she is also a cute little girl. Her family background is much better than that of Zhu Jishi. Both her parents are expert doctors in a large hospital in Shanghai. Just such a precious daughter was sent to Germany to study as soon as she graduated from high school - Xiang

In comparison, Zhu Jishi is just an ordinary family from a small city in Guangdong. He spent all his parents' savings to study for a master's degree in Germany with a scholarship.

However, Ye Yiren doesn't pay much attention to reading. She spends all day thinking about some weird things, such as time travel, souls, and rebirth. Ever since Zhu Jishi met her, Ye Yiren has often talked with him about time travel and other strange things.

boring novels, movies, and TV series.

After learning about Zhu Jishi's strange dream, he actually went to the Internet to check historical materials, and then told him seriously, "Did you know? Your previous life was probably Zhu Cixuan, the son of Emperor Yongli of the Southern Ming Dynasty Zhu Youlang, who was killed by Wu Sangui

The person who ordered to be strangled was only 15 years old when he died. He also had a posthumous title of mourning for the prince. This posthumous title was privately given by the Heaven and Earth Society. According to legend, Zhu Cixuan also had descendants who went into exile overseas under the protection of his trusted ministers, preparing to make a comeback one day.

To restore the Ming Dynasty, the Tiandihui's membership oath contains the words "**, the hero will do his best, the overseas emperor will come to restore the Ming Dynasty". By the way, Jason, your surname is Zhu, do you still have such weird dreams?

Is he the descendant of Zhu Cixuan?"

A 15-year-old young lady already has an heir? I don’t know if the world is making it up or if Little Elf Ye is just thinking. But then again, why do I keep having such boring dreams? Is it because of too much psychological pressure?

Too old? It seems that after the Chinese New Year, I will find a European female classmate who studies psychology to have a good consultation.

"Jason, don't be in a daze. Get dressed quickly and help me pack my things. I have to catch a flight back to China today." The petite Ye Yiren has already gotten up and is getting dressed. "Take my little medicine box with me.

My throat seems to be a little inflamed..."

"It's just a small inflammation, don't take antibiotics randomly." Zhu Jishi picked up the medicine box on the bedside table, opened it and frowned: "There are so many messy things, including sutures, gloves and scalpels! You can't bring the knife with you.

airplane."

"Oh, I forgot, take out the knife quickly... By the way, take my "Surgery" textbook with you and put it in my backpack. I need to review my lessons on the plane."

"Reviewing your homework? Wow, Miss Ye also has time to study?"

"Hmph, what are you talking about? I have always studied hard and made progress every day."

Four hours later, Zhu Jishi and Ye Yiren had already boarded a flight to Shanghai. However, Ye Yiren did not review her homework on the plane. The backpack containing textbooks and other miscellaneous items was simply thrown to Zhu Jishi.

She herself took out her iPad and opened it to read her favorite boring time travel novel. Zhu Jishi fell asleep holding Miss Ye's schoolbag.

"Jason, why do you fall asleep as soon as you get on the plane?" Ye Yiren probably thought the novel was a bit boring, so she decided to tease Zhu Jishi. "Here, let's play a quiz. If you suddenly wake up one morning and find that you have arrived

Qing Dynasty, what are you going to do?"

Zhu Jishi smiled and said, "Of course I want to be a doctor. My dream since childhood has been to be a doctor."

Ye Yiren pursed her lips and snorted softly, "Looking at your name, I can tell whether it is your ideal to be a doctor or your parents' ideal."

Zhu Jishi scratched his head, "What else can I do if I'm not a doctor? I've been studying medicine for six years. Besides, I don't know how to make a living. Should I go to farm in the Qing Dynasty?"

Ye Yiren thought for a while, "Shouldn't there be rebellion in the Qing Dynasty? There is a famous saying on the Internet: If you don't rebel in the Qing Dynasty, you will use a chrysanthemum to set an electric drill."

"Haha, an electric drill in a chrysanthemum. This is an interesting thing to say. But I am a medical student, not politics or military. How could I rebel? Have you ever heard of a doctor rebelling?"

"Yes, didn't Sun Yat-sen study medicine?"

"Well, that seems to be the case, but rebellion seems to be quite expensive, so we should get rich first."

"Then what?"

"Of course you have to marry a wife and start a family! Haven't you heard of the saying of getting rich, starting a family, running a country, and bringing peace to the world? And it seems that people in the Qing Dynasty could marry many wives... Oh, Yiren, why are you pinching me?"

Just as the two were joking, the aircraft suddenly shook slightly, as if it had encountered airflow. Then the captain's voice was heard from the loudspeaker, "The aircraft has encountered airflow. Passengers, please fasten your seat belts. Don't worry."

Get out of your seat."

Zhu Jishi and Ye Yiren had encountered such scenes many times, so they were not panicked. Ye Yiren pressed her face against the window, looked at the rolling clouds outside, and whispered: "I always feel that your

Dreams are not that simple, maybe there really is some destiny..."

She turned her head and took out a milky white jade pendant from her pocket and handed it to Zhu Jishi, "Jason, there is something I have always wanted to tell you. Look, this jade pendant belongs to my father's collection. It has a dragon pattern engraved on it.

There is also a compiled character Xuan, this jade pendant may belong to your previous life."

Zhu Jishi said angrily: "It's true. Is it possible that today is April Fool's Day?"

Just as he was talking, the plane seemed to plunge into a black hole. All the lights were instantly turned off, and no light came in from the windows. All the passengers screamed, and the flight attendants were busy trying to comfort them. The scene was chaotic.

After a while, the plane finally returned to normal, passing through the black clouds that seemed to appear out of thin air, and all the lights turned on again. Ye Yiren breathed a sigh of relief, turned his head and suddenly screamed again.

"Jason! Zhu Jishi! Oh my god, why are you missing?"

She suddenly found that a soldier wearing a blue military uniform was sitting on the seat next to her. He looked oriental, and she didn't know which country he was from.

"Sir, who are you? Why are you sitting in my boyfriend's seat?"

The soldier could understand Chinese and seemed to be stunned for a moment. He turned to look at Ye Yiren for a while and said, "Miss, my name is Luo Yaoguo. I am a captain of the Chinese Empire Air Force. This seat is mine. I will sit here as soon as I get on the plane."

"What are you talking about? This seat clearly belongs to Zhu Jishi! Where is Zhu Jishi?" Ye Yiren's eyes were widened, staring at the officer named Luo Yaoguo in front of him, and the more he looked at it, the weirder he felt.

Luo Yaoguo shook his head, suddenly thought of something, frowned and said: "Miss, who did you just say is sitting in this seat?"

"Zhu Jishi, he is my boyfriend!"

"Zhu Jishi!? Not many people have this name." Luo Yaoguo laughed, took out a one-dollar bill from his pocket, pointed to the picture on it and said: "Miss, your boyfriend will not be his old man.

Bar?"

"This, this, this..." Ye Yiren took the note and took a closer look. The portrait printed on it was that of an older Zhu Jishi. Miss Ye was stunned for a long time and could not even utter a single word.
Chapter completed!