The improved female villains regained their memories.

In her dreams, she dreamed of many, many more things; in ten years, she hadn't grown up at all.

I can't bear to part with it, I can't forget it.

I cannot give it up.

Having lost his ambition and direction, as night falls, he can only lie helplessly alone, letting loneliness slowly torment him.

I walked and walked, and finally woke up, looking at myself in the mirror with my face covered in tears.

How tragic.

She's grown up; she should have grown up by now.

She sits in a high position above thousands, surrounded by power struggles and schemes; one wrong step and she could fall into an abyss.

She learned to restrain herself, hide her sharpness, and greet people with a smile. She was no longer the innocent and lively Xu Anlu who only knew how to play.

but……

but!

Only the title of Grand Tutor, those two words, she still cannot forget.

Day and night.

Her body was scorched by flames, her heart was riddled with holes, and her internal organs were crawling with ants. Drawn by the allure of Yang Pingsheng, the ants frantically gnawed at her heart.

The illusion called "Love" had laid a trap, making it impossible for her to escape.

The Grand Tutor's face and words would appear in her midnight dreams, delivering a fatal blow.

There is no way to escape.

In the morning, she looked at herself in the mirror in despair and muttered to herself.

There is no way to escape.

Falling in love with someone is like entering hell.

Longing is the greatest demon.

When the Grand Tutor left, he was all alone, and he left while painting his own paintings.

In the end, the one the Grand Tutor couldn't let go of was her.

Xu Anlu.

The innocent Xu Anlu, the lively Xu Anlu, the lovely Xu Anlu—in the eyes of the Grand Tutor, Xu Anlu will always be that obedient child, imprisoned in the consciousness space by her own sister, living a life of darkness and despair.

Did he know that she was the one who would confess her feelings in the end?

No, he didn't know.

It's all my fault, all my own fault.

If, if at that time, when I got the body, I went to the Grand Tutor immediately and told him everything, would the outcome have been different?

However, the Grand Tutor said he liked Xiao Yin...

But when he left, he couldn't let go of himself.

There's also Ling Yan'er's painting under the bed, and the scene she saw in Cining Palace.

I can't tell.

She really couldn't tell the difference.

She really didn't know who the Grand Tutor liked.

That year, after the fireworks lit up the sky, she looked at the Grand Tutor, her heart pounding with passion.

"Grand Tutor, what is liking?"

"Liking is wanting; wanting to be with someone, that's liking."

The Grand Tutor said, "This is what it means to like someone."

Who does the Grand Tutor want to be with?

Is it Ling Yan'er?

No, if it were Ling Yan'er, he would have been able to stay with her long ago.

Is it Xiaoyin?

No, she was impersonating Xiao Yin and lived with the Grand Tutor, but the Grand Tutor eventually ran away.

That is……

“It’s me, the Grand Tutor must like me.”

Reaching out, Xu Anlu touched the rough, ancient leather and murmured to herself.

The Grand Tutor liked his own lively personality.

The Grand Tutor agreed to teach him martial arts.

In the end, the Grand Tutor thought of himself.

The person the Grand Tutor truly loved must be her.

So, it's all her fault.

She was too slow and too oblivious; by the time she realized what was happening, the Grand Tutor was already gone.

late.

It's too late...

Xu Anlu dared not think about where the Grand Tutor had gone. Because no matter where he went, she, trapped in this world, could never find him.

It's already goodbye forever.

Pain welled up inside her; she clutched her chest, braced herself against a tree, and slowly squatted down.

Tick ​​tock!

Blood dripped from the corner of his mouth, staining the white ground red.

"Your Majesty!?" The attendant was shocked and rushed forward. "How are you? I'll go to the Imperial Hospital right away, to..." Before he could finish speaking, he heard the Empress's furious roar.

"no need!"

"But, Your Majesty..."

"I said, no!"

"Yes……"

The attendant bowed his head and withdrew. Xu Anlu stood up, wiped the blood from the corner of her mouth, and her eyes were filled with coldness.

"Let's go back."

"Yes."

Inside the Hall of Diligent Governance, the doors were tightly closed, curtains blocked out the sunlight, and the air was silent and oppressive.

Xu Anlu dismissed everyone and, holding a candlestick, walked into the depths of the palace alone.

In the corner, the red-tasseled spear stood there, covered in dust.

Without even looking at it, she turned the mechanism on the bookshelf.

Crunch, crunch—

The sound of machinery turning revealed the passage to the secret room before her.

The flickering candlelight illuminated the dark road ahead.

A cold draft emanated from inside, hitting the Empress's face, but Xu Anlu didn't care and simply stepped inside.

The world, the common people.

The nation, the people.

It's okay, none of it matters.

She was the one in the wrong; her perspective was too narrow, which is why she only focused on what was below.

She should have realized it sooner; that thing above her head, the one that hindered her at the crucial moment—

--sky.

The Great Yan Dynasty had many emperors, and everyone thought that the royal family's secret treasures were nothing more than some valuable treasures or magical artifacts. However, they were all wrong.

What has been passed down from the Great Yan Dynasty is a book.

Its title is "The Record of Cultivating the Heavenly Way".

Chapter 100: The Emperor Confronts Heaven

Some say that the ancestors of the Great Yan Dynasty were originally immortals, but they were defeated in the struggle and thus fell to the mortal world. The reason why the Wenxian Sect frequently intervenes is also because of their ancestors.

However, most of the immortal's descendants were not destined to cultivate immortality. Those who had the aptitude for cultivation either died mysteriously or disappeared mysteriously. Therefore, the emperors of the Great Yan Dynasty were basically not destined to become immortals.

However, their secret treasure was a book related to cultivation, so few emperors paid attention to it; most of the time, it was just a spiritual symbol.

hum-

Inside the secret chamber, the sound of the array resonating echoed, followed by continuous shattering, until it finally collapsed.

The flame on the candlestick flickered, and although it had gone out, the fiery red spiritual energy brushed past it and reignited. The shadow cast by the flame was reflected on the wall, pulsating with life.

Tick.

It failed again.

Xu Anlu stared at her hands covered in blood until all the spiritual energy slowly disappeared and the broken array vanished. Only then did she snap out of her daze and start coughing.

She just spaced out again.

The things at the center of the formation kept reminding her of the past.

Back then, she would run excitedly to share what she had found with the Grand Tutor. Whenever she ran over, he would listen attentively and then respond with a gentle smile.

When she snapped out of her reverie, the formation had already shattered.