What's more, does the original owner also know the secret in this ancient ring?
As soon as Mrs. Yiguo saw her actions, she quickly pressed Luo Jiuli's hand.
"Jiu'er, you can't take off this ring."
"Why can't you pick it?"
Luo Jiuli's heart twisted slightly, and he thought, could it be that this ancient ring really has a special origin?
Mrs. Yiguo sighed, her eyes were a little wandering, as if she was thinking about something far away.
"In the winter when you were six years old, you accidentally fell into a lake. You had a high fever and almost died."
"It was a wandering Taoist priest who happened to pass by Yiguo Duke's mansion and put this ring on your hand."
Luo Jiuli's eyebrows moved slightly, and his thinking suddenly became sharper.
"Six years old? Fell into the lake?"
Why is this life trajectory so similar to hers?
She also fell into an artificial lake once in the winter when she was six years old. She was rescued by a passing delivery boy and sent to the hospital, where she saved her life.
Her name is Luo Jiuli, and the original owner is also named Luo Jiuli.
They are the same, but they are different.
Why do all these overlap?
Luo Jiuli's eyes stared stiffly, but he still couldn't figure out the key to this.
"Jiu'er, what's wrong with you?"
When Mrs. Yiguo saw her staring blankly at the ring, she felt a little scared.
"fine."
Luo Jiuli regained consciousness and shook his head.
"Why don't I seem to have any impression?"
She asked tentatively.
"You had that fever and you were in a coma for a day and a night. When you woke up, you couldn't remember many memories before you were six years old, so you naturally had no impression."
"I was in a coma for a day and a night?"
Luo Jiuli found it a bit unbelievable. If an average person has a fever that does not subside, they will not be burned to death for a day and a night. Even if they are not burned to death, their brains will be burned out.
She raised her hand and pointed at the ancient ring.
"Isn't it because I put on this ring that the fever goes away?"
Mrs. Yiguo was amused by her tone.
"How can there be such a miraculous thing? It was Taoist Master You Fang who saved you with his folk prescription, and he also drank two pairs of medicine."
"but?"
Princess Yiguo paused for a moment.
"But what?"
Luo Jiuli became more and more curious.
"The Taoist priest said, before you are eighteen years old, this ring is not allowed to be lost or taken off. Let us take good care of it."
"You are not allowed to throw it away before you are eighteen years old? You are not allowed to pick it off?"
Luo Jiuli frowned.
"Why?"
Mrs. Yiguo shook her head and said:
"The Taoist Priest didn't say anything specific. He only said that before you turn eighteen, you will face a disaster. This ring can save your life."
"Now it seems that the disaster that the Taoist priest mentioned may be the suffering you suffered in Prince Zhao's Mansion."
After listening to the words of the Duke's wife, Luo Jiuli thought he could feel more relaxed because he had solved the mystery of Gu Jie's origin. But now, his face was gradually filled with doubts, and his two bright eyes dimmed instantly.
She lowered her head and gently rubbed the ancient ring, thinking in her mind, could it be that she came through time just to inherit the life of the original owner?
But? She still couldn't figure it out, who was that Taoist Priest? How did he know that the original owner was in danger of life before he was eighteen years old? And there was this ancient ring space? And why did he store the medical equipment and medicines from the previous life?
"Mother, does mother know who that Taoist priest is? Have you sent someone to check? Have you encountered him in these years?"
"Never."
Mrs. Yiguo shook her head.
"It stands to reason that with the influence of your father and elder brother, it should be easy to trace a person's whereabouts."
"However, no matter how many people have been sent out over the years, they have not been able to find out who Taoist Master You Fang is. It is as if this person has never appeared before and just came and disappeared out of thin air."
Having said this, Luo Jiuli also understood that it would be impossible to completely solve the mystery of this ancient ring.
Unless she can find her way back, return to her own time, and find a small archeology.
Luo Jiuli felt a dull pain in his heart when he thought of the little archeology.
In her previous life, she grew up in an orphanage without any relatives.
When I was in college, I accidentally saved Xiao Archeology's grandfather on the road, and I became good friends with Xiao Archeology. It happened that Xiao Archeology's grandfather was also the dean of a military academy, and he retired at home. His father was a director of a company, and his mother was a well-known figure in China.
Chief surgeon.
Such a defiant and enviable family combination made Xiao Archeology unscrupulously enroll in her favorite archeology major when choosing her choice.
As for why the little archaeologist mailed this ancient ring to her.
I'm afraid, she can't go back to the past, and she won't get the answer.
Thinking of his past and present life, Luo Jiuli felt in a trance.
"Jiu'er, what's wrong with you?"
The Duke's wife saw that she looked a little unnatural, so she stretched out her hand and pulled her.
"Oh, nothing? I'm just wondering who the mysterious Taoist priest is?"
"Xu Zhu, he must be an expert outside the world."
The Duke's wife nodded.
"My mother also wants to find him now and ask him if my daughter's disaster is over."
"Jiu'er!"
She reached out and took her daughter's hand.
"Mom, in this life, I only hope that my family will be safe. Your eldest brother and father will come back safely every time they go to war. Your second brother will be able to go to high school next year. Your sister will be safe and happy. And you will never have another chance in your life.
Even if there is a disaster, let mother bear it for you."
"Mother."
Luo Jiuli grabbed his mother's hand, his eyes moist.
Perhaps, she would never know or dare to tell her mother in her whole life that her biological daughter had already died in the dilapidated courtyard of Prince Zhao's Mansion. Now standing in front of her, Luo Jiuli, who called her mother, was a man from
The soul in another world.
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Compared to the tender moments between the mother and daughter in the Duke of Yiguo's Mansion, the Nine Princes' Mansion remained as quiet as ever.
There was not even a bird chirping, it was deserted, everything was silent, and there was no sound.
Qin Yin has been standing outside the study for an hour.
After sending Miss Luo Er back to the Duke of Yiguo's mansion, his master went straight to the study. When he entered the study, he not only missed the dinner time, but even the tea was not handed in.
One hour.
Qin Yin only thought that his master was busy with official duties in the study.
In fact, his master, the Ninth Prince Xiao Mingxuan, was sitting in his seat and had been stunned for an hour.
I used to be such a cold, scheming, indifferent, and violent person, but now my mind keeps thinking about what just happened in the carriage.
It's not that he has to think about it, it's just that his mind keeps thinking about it for no reason.
Even more than a month ago, Luo Jiuli fell from the sky into his arms. Even when he discovered that Luo Jiuli could suppress the spell in his body, he had never been as distracted as he was tonight.
What's more, on the night he was assassinated in the twelfth lunar month of the previous year, it was not that he had never touched a woman. Although he was under drug control, his consciousness was confused and he had no idea of the woman's identity, and he couldn't even remember her appearance.
The author has something to say: The male and female protagonists are both pure, and the male protagonist has no other women. Don’t worry, dear friends. Don’t worry.