Hearing Huo Tianzun’s question, the smile on Qianxun’s face instantly vanished and her eyes dimd.
Seeing this, Huo Tianzun couldn’t help but regret asking her that question.
But soon after, Qianxun lifted her eyes again and said, "The phone seems to be out of battery, you sit first."
Huo Tianzun heard her, glanced at her once, then sat on the chair in front of her desk, quietly watching her.
At that mont, Qianxun suddenly turned off the light.
Then she sat on the edge of the bed, looking down and said, "Actually, there’s not much to say. My na is Qianxun, right? Don’t laugh at , but I think... I probably never drank the Oblivion Soup, so I still have mories of my past life. I am the Favored Concubine Qianxun whom Emperor Xia was searching for... But as you’ve seen, I am in the modern era, and he... has beco an ancient figure spoken of by modern people. A thousand years of ti separate him and ..."
At this point, Qianxun paused, her eyes once again brimming with tears, yet they did not fall. "Do you know? Every ti I read about the history involving Emperor Xia, my heart hurts so much that I can hardly breathe. How I long to return to his side, but I don’t have the power to travel through ti..."
After speaking, Qianxun fell silent, and her tears began to fall in big drops onto the bedsheets.
...
In the thick darkness of the room, Huo Tianzun keenly felt the sorrow emanating from Qianxun.
In the next instant, he stood up abruptly and walked to the side of the bed.
His tall figure instinctively reached out and embraced Qianxun in his arms, and then his instinctively rough yet warm fingertips gently stroked across her damp cheeks.
"Don’t cry..." Huo Tianzun said softly, comforting her, his motions to wipe her tears remarkably practiced as if he had done it a million tis before.
It was only their third eting, yet he found himself unable to bear seeing her cry.
The tears that fell onto the back of his hand felt like a heavy stone smashing onto his heart, causing a prickling pain.
As for what Qianxun had said, he didn’t doubt her just because she was a sixteen-year-old high school student.
Because he knew that her identity was far from as simple as it appeared on the surface.
And her emotions at that mont were definitely not fake.
But most importantly, his heart... it lost control in front of her.
Even he couldn’t help but wish that he was indeed the reincarnation of Emperor Xia.
If that were true, he would have found Qianxun, and Qianxun would also have found her Yanzhi...
But he knew that was impossible.
His master had said that he was born with the fate of a person who had done good deeds for ten lifetis. Although Emperor Xia was a one-of-a-kind emperor, he had started too many wars to have the fate of a good man.
So, he couldn’t be the reincarnation of Emperor Xia.
...
Qianxun hadn’t expected Huo Tianzun to comfort her in such a way.
At this mont, she too was sowhat lost in a daze.
At that instant, she actually felt the delusion that Yanzhi was by her side because this person’s movents and breath were all too familiar and comforting, making her involuntarily crave more.
For a mont, Qianxun couldn’t help but lift her tearful eyes, and in the darkness looked towards Huo Tianzun, "Did you say before that your lover from a past life was also nad Qianxun?"
Hearing this, Huo Tianzun humd in a low voice, "In my dreams, she left , and I have been searching for her... but no matter what, I can’t find her."
At these words, Qianxun suddenly couldn’t help but widen her eyes slightly.
A possibility arose in her mind.
"Then... did you co looking for because you feel I look familiar?" Qianxun asked, sowhat hopeful.
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