But a teacup filled with water keeps them as still as possible as much as possible.But Cang Minghua clearly knew that if it was just a simple Zama step, maybe he could barely last an hour, but with two full cups of tea in his palm, he couldn't survive such a long time without letting the tea overflow.He felt that plain clothes were not necessarily okay.However, he knew in his heart that Nan Ji might just touch the depth of his martial arts in this way, and wanted to know how his foundation was laid."
Whoever spills his tea within an hour will be punished for an hour."
Nan Ji spoke casually, quickly breaking the illusion of the teenager's optimism.Dropping these words, Nan Ji turned around and entered the inner room, "Benxiang will sleep for a while."
Green bamboo, you look at them. ”Cang Minghua raised his eyes and stared at her back in disbelief.An additional hour?
Nan Ji was not interested in paying attention to the thoughts in the young man's heart, she hadn't slept much since she woke up in the middle of the night last night, and she felt a little tired of her spirit.But when I lay on the bed, I couldn't really sleep.The agarwood in the room curled, and the crisp fragrance penetrated into the tip of her nose, Nan Ji closed her eyes, and a cold and handsome young face couldn't help but appear in her mind.When I first saw that young man in my previous life, he was younger than Cang Minghua.However, his background is slightly more noble than Cang Minghua, but his situation is roughly similar.When I think about it, it feels like a long, long time has passed, and it should have blurred some of the images a long time ago.However, when the memory was revived, those images that had passed away poured into her mind like a sea of mountains, and Nan Ji suddenly realized that everything had already been engraved into her bones and could not be forgotten.Actually, it's better to forget.Why bother thinking about it?
And why bother?
If you really forget, you don't have to be so entangled, struggling, and in a dilemma at this time.Nan Ji thought about it, and couldn't help but start thinking about many important questions.Was the Celestial Empire she was in now another rebirth after reincarnation, or did Cang Hanyu use some method to bring her to a strange place?
In this life, she was still in infancy when she woke up, and she clearly remembered that she was brought by Cang Hanyu, but although she had memories at that time, she couldn't speak.After coming to the Celestial Empire, the memory slowly became a blank.Did her memory be sealed by Cang Hanyu?
If so, what method did he use?
If it weren't for him, was there anyone else in the matter?
Did the high priest of Donghua play any important role in this rebirth?
The questions she asked Dongliu before were not because she was curious about these high priests, but because she was just trying to find an answer from the other party, an answer that was not quite sure.If she wants to get out of here, is there anything this person can do to help her go back in time?
She has no relatives here.is the place where Cang Hanyu brought her, and it is not her real relative, and the relatives who have never gotten along have no feelings at all.No one deserves her attention.Nan Ji had never thought that people could come back from the dead, but after experiencing these things, she felt that going back to the past might not be whimsical.She misses her former relatives, her mother and her handsome and extraordinary fathers.I miss my brothers, and I also miss her uncle who is as cold as a fairy.Nan Ji closed her eyes, and many questions floated in her mind, emotional entanglements in the past and present lives, love and hatred, inseparable family love, and those respected relatives who once spoiled her as a treasure in the world.Deep tiredness swept over, and she fell into a state of half-dreaming and half-awake in a groggy state, and I don't know if she was thinking too much these days, and she couldn't help but dream of the past