The dragon roars in the sky, and the clouds and mist are shrouded.
There were layers of dense fog in front of him. Cheng Yan was as light as nothing, drifting through the clouds to a magnificent palace.
This main hall looks very majestic. It is not a sand castle in the West or like the pavilions and pavilions in the southern part of the East Ridge. Instead, it has a magnificent building like the royal palace of Zhongzhou.
Before she could take a closer look, she saw a little boy in brocade clothes running out.
The boy had a pink face, with a jade-like trace between his brows. The young boy had clear eyes and an extraordinary face. Taking a closer look, Cheng Yuan found that the little boy looked very familiar.
Hey!
Cheng Yan realized that he and His Highness Qi were carved from the same mold.
Is she trapped in a fantasy?
Or does His Highness Qi have an illegitimate child?
The little boy held a jade flute in his hand. He blew it in the direction of the sky. What he played was not a complete tune, but just a few simple syllables.
He whistled the same syllables over and over again, looking around eagerly.
The situation was changing, no matter how he played, no one responded.
"Your Highness! Why are you here!" A man dressed as a palace man chased out of the inner hall and came to the little boy. "The King has been looking for His Highness. Your Highness, please follow me in."
The little boy walked around him and continued to play.
The palace servants had no choice but to follow him step by step until a majestic shout came from behind the little boy.
"Su'er! What are you doing!"
The little boy then turned around and quickly hid the jade flute behind his back: "Father!"
"My father asked you what you are doing!"
"My mother said that as long as I played this flute on my birthday, she would come to see me! But...she lied to me!" The little boy looked at his father with twinkling eyes.
The king paused for a moment, swallowed the words he wanted to scold, and said stiffly, "Su'er, your queen mother will not come back."
Suer?
Cheng Yan was shocked, could this little boy look like His Highness Qi when he was a child?
"Father, you lied to me!" The little boy's face was full of disappointment.
"Father did not lie to you!"
The king came to the little boy, squatted in front of him, and looked at him lovingly, "Your mother doesn't want you to be sad. She wants you to be happy all the time. Promise your father not to mention her again in the future. She will also
She is no longer your queen mother."
As he spoke, he hugged him into his arms.
The little boy shook his head, "The queen is the queen. She is not the monster those people call her. Father, they scolded the queen. Are you going to abandon her too?"
"Father will never abandon your mother. It's just that father is the monarch of this royal city, and he can't help it most of the time. Su'er, there are many things that only you will understand when you grow up.
Now, all you have to do is listen to your father and pay homage to Tianyong Palace tomorrow. Only when you become stronger will you be able to see your queen mother again."
The king said the next words very softly.
But Cheng Yuan and the little boy heard clearly.
……
As soon as the scene changed, Cheng Yan's consciousness followed the little boy into Tianyong Palace. He watched him pass the entrance gate, test his spiritual roots, and became an instant success, and was accepted by a high-level demon master.
Watching him being trained day by day under the strict guidance of this high-level demon master, he practiced day and night, fighting endless monsters and practicing endless spells.
Every night, the little boy always comes back bruised and bruised, like an abandoned lone wolf licking his wounds in the room, but the next day he will go out early with a sword.
In the eyes of outsiders, he is a new generation of immortal cultivation genius in Central Continent, but in Cheng Yuan's eyes, every time he amazes people is the result of countless pains and tortures.
Cheng Yuan accompanied him through the scorching summer and severe cold, and saw three thousand flowers.
Until she found a beautiful leaf on his desk.
Suddenly, the light shines.
When Cheng Yan opened his eyes again, he met a pair of clear black pupils.
Seeing these eyes again, she was a little stunned, because in the illusion, although she was by her side, there was never a shadow of her in these eyes.
But this time, Cheng Yan clearly saw his own reflection in His Highness Qi's eyes.
"Your Highness Qi, can you see me?"
"It's you who finally woke up!" The heat sprayed out by His Highness Qi when he spoke was close to Chi Chi.
Only then did Cheng Yan realize that she was so close to him, with her hands still around his shoulders.
"I...you, this is your soul-obsessing technique!" She remembered.
His Highness Qi was silent. He was actually a little confused as to why this soul-stirring technique was different from what he had used before.
Cheng Yan's whole body looked sluggish after being hit by the soul-sucking spell.
No matter what he said, Cheng Yan was unaware of it. Except for her forcefully approaching her and grabbing his neck, she made no other unnecessary movements.
If you don't want to hurt her after being hit by a soul-stirring spell, you can't easily interrupt the spell casting, so His Highness Qi can only maintain the status quo.
I don’t know how long it took before Cheng Yan finally returned to normal.
Seeing that His Highness Qi didn't speak, Cheng Yan said, "Why is your soul-stirring technique so strange? I thought you were trapped in the legendary retrospective formation and saw your past."
"What did you say?"
"I said, I saw what you looked like when you were a child."
His Highness Qi's pupils shrank and he pushed her away, "This is impossible!"
"You don't believe it? In fact, I also find it strange. You are clearly the young master of the demon clan, how could you become the young highness of a royal city in Central Continent!"
His Highness Qi shook the hand in his sleeve and thought slightly, "You have seen the royal city!"
"Yes, it is a magnificent royal city full of nobility. You look only five-fifths like your father. I think the other five-fifths should look like your mother. It's a pity that I didn't see her.<
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Is it possible that you fell from the demon clan to the royal city of Central Continent?"
"This is just a soul-stirring technique. What you see may not be true." His Highness Qi coughed, turned around and walked towards the big stone.
Cheng Yan exclaimed, "Could it be that what I saw was all fake? I followed you into Tianyong Palace, climbed through the mountain gate with you, passed the checkpoint, saw you become a disciple, and spent countless spring, summer, autumn and winter with you...
…You tell me those are all fake?”
His Highness Qi's back froze, and in the next moment, he suddenly dodged in front of Cheng Yan.
"You said you accompanied me through countless spring, summer, autumn and winter?"
"Although I know it's an illusion, it's very immersive. It's a pity that I can't talk to you." Cheng Yan thought for a while and spread his hands. "I picked up a leaf from the book on your desk.
Then I came out, but I didn’t expect that this leaf also came out.”
His Highness Qi took the leaf. He remembered this leaf and every leaf on it clearly. It was the bookmark he used to hold books when he was young. He didn't want it to suddenly disappear one day.
"You are that cloud!" His Highness Qi suddenly held Cheng Yuan's shoulders.
"Cloud?" Cheng Yan was puzzled.
"When I was young, there was a cloud that always stayed with me. I don't know where it came from or why it followed me. I only know that it was always there, even when I was sleeping..."