War Concubine Mad Emperor

Chapter 322
Shaohua looked at Ziluan with a smile, and when he heard that she had become Princess Zhan, he cried all night until he couldn't cry.

But after crying, he still couldn't let her go, and kept trying to become stronger so that he could protect her.

Even if she is not his woman, she will be his little bird all her life.

He has been here for more than a year, and his former wigs have been replaced with real hair.He can only stay here for three years, and now there is only more than one year left.

In the remaining time, he wants to pave the way for her future.

He heard that Bing Xianfeng was very kind to her, so he was relieved, even if he left, someone would treat her very well.

"Master, no matter what difficulties and obstacles there are, let us overcome them together!"

After persistent efforts, Feng Xuedai succeeded in becoming a teacher as she wished, and she also grew a lot this year.

Seeing that they were still by her side, Ziluan felt more strength in her heart.

"Today's enthronement ceremony, Emperor Zhantian may make a move, you have to be very careful. This is the amulet my mother gave you!"

Shui Qinghan took out a water lotus flower, the lotus flower condensed with water spiritual power, looked no bigger than a palm, like a beautiful crystal flower.

"Thank you!"

Ziluan took the water lotus, and the flower turned into a faint mist around her, as if she was covered with a veil.

Just as she withdrew her hand, Shui Qinghan made a suspicious voice.

"The amethyst on your wrist is the same as the one I wear!"

Shui Qinghan pulled up his sleeves, revealing the Amethyst crystal on his wrist. He usually sealed its fluctuations, so even if the two of them met many times, Ziluan couldn't sense it.

"Wow! It's true! It's exactly the same!"

Shui Binglan's beautiful eyes widened in surprise, and she was surprised to see that the crystals they both wore were the same.

"Qinghan, where did you get this crystal?"

Ziluan looked at the purple soul in Shui Qinghan's hand in surprise, but he didn't expect to find the purple soul crystal by his side.

Over the past year, in the process of searching for the map of Yulong, she also found a few purple soul crystals, and now including the one in Shui Qinghan's hand, there are eleven purple soul crystals in total.

The only thing missing is the last one. I don't know where it is?
"I don't know where this crystal came from. I just remember that this aquamarine bracelet was given to me by my mother for protection."

Shui Qinghan shook her head, she hadn't noticed anything special about this crystal before, but now that she thinks about it, it doesn't seem to be integrated with the aquamarine bracelet.

Why is there such an extra amethyst in his bracelet?
"Can you give me this crystal?"

Ziluan said, she felt that Shui Qinghan seemed to know the whereabouts of the last amethyst, but he said he didn't know.

"Ok!"

Shui Qinghan took off the purple soul crystal and handed it to Ziluan.

When everyone saw the Purple Soul Crystal emitting purple light in Zi Luan's hands, they all showed surprise.

"This crystal is very important to me. If Qinghan remembers where this crystal came from, please tell me!"

Ziluan stared at Shui Qinghan and said seriously.

Her intuition is not wrong, Shui Qinghan must know the whereabouts of the last amethyst crystal.

"Luan'er, I don't know how many times you ask me! I don't know why, but I feel like I've lost some memory. There's always a feeling of emptiness in my heart, as if I've lost something very important."

Shui Qinghan's calm voice revealed an unspeakable sadness.

At a certain moment of trance, some vague pictures will appear in his mind, as if it is a woman.

At that time, his heart would become very uncomfortable, and he wanted to touch something, but he couldn't touch it through the mist.

"Little Luanluan! If Xiao Hanhan can't remember, don't force him!"

When Shui Binglan heard Shui Qinghan's words, she was a little flustered.She remembered what Aunt Die said, if Shui Qinghan remembered the past memories, he would probably die.

"Luan'er, can't you Xuelan clan see people's past and future? How about you see if you can see where this crystal comes from? Maybe you can unravel the fog that is entwined in my heart!"

Shui Qinghan has had enough of the pain of wanting to remember but can't remember clearly, maybe Ziluan can help him!
"You really want to remember?"

Seeing the pain in Shui Qinghan's heart, Ziluan asked lightly.

Shui Binglan looked at Shui Qinghan nervously, full of contradictions in her heart.She looked at Shui Qinghan and her beloved woman as if they were strangers, and wanted to tell him the truth, but she couldn't!

"There are some things that I don't want to lose even if I lose my life!"

Shui Qinghan nodded firmly, if he lived ignorantly, he would never be really happy.

"I can help you try to retrieve the lost memories of the past, but whether you can retrieve them or not depends on yourself. If it is really unforgettable, nothing can be erased!"

Ziluan opened her mouth and agreed, she knew Shui Qinghan's feeling, the pain that she wanted to know but couldn't see clearly.

"Little Luanluan!"

Shui Binglan looked anxiously at Ziluan, and sent her a voice transmission.

"Binglan, Qinghan's life should be decided by himself. No one can deprive him of his memory. Everything that belongs to him, whether it is pain or sweetness, is his memory."

Ziluan sent a voice transmission to Shui Binglan, she believed that Shui Qinghan was not the kind of impulsive person and would deal with problems rationally.

"You are right, Xiao Hanhan has the right to decide his own life! Whether it is life or death, it is up to him to decide."

Seeing the sadness in Shui Qinghan's eyes, Shui Binglan realized that she had really done something wrong. She shouldn't think it was for his own good, so she kept hiding it from him.

Is the pair of lovers who are strangers also suffering in their hearts?

"Qinghan, I will play a song of reincarnation. If you don't remember anything at the end of the song, it means that those forgotten things are just passing away. After that, you don't have to be persistent!"

Holding the purple jade luan flute in her hand, Ziluan brought Shui Qinghan to the clean place in the backyard.

Others stood around so that they would not be disturbed.

Long flower branches hang down from the tree, and big blue petals flutter in the wind.

Shui Qinghan sat on the green grass, and slowly closed her eyes as Ziluan played the Ziyu Luan flute.

The world seems to have gradually quieted down, only the sound of the flute fluttering in the ears.

In a trance, he heard a crisp flute sound, and as the flute sound became clearer, he saw a young man sitting on a big tree protruding from the cliff, holding a flute in his hand, playing the light and joyful sound of the flute .

(End of this chapter)