Chapter 186 Heavenly Secret

Yan Donghuang finally understood why the queen said that even if the eldest prince's illness was cured, he would not be able to succeed to the throne.

Because he was born different from ordinary people.

A few people went to sit down in the side hall next door. The queen's expression was as usual, and she had obviously accepted the fact that her son was different: "Dongbai's eyes are different from ordinary people. He can see things that ordinary people cannot see, so it is inevitable that he will He leaked some secrets, so his life is destined to be short.”

Yan Donghuang looked at Jimo Dongbai: "Is this a natural condition?"

"Yes." Jimo Dongbai nodded, with a smile on his lips, "I think it's very good, it's very novel, I can know things that others don't know, and no one can understand this feeling."

"The mentality is quite optimistic." Yan Donghuang also had a smile on his face, "What can you see?"

"A lot." Jimo Dongbai narrowed his eyes, "You can see birth, old age, illness and death, but you can't see too much. If you see too much, your body will be weak for a long time."

Yan Donghuang's heart skipped a beat: "Then can you see when I will die?"

Jimo Dongbai pursed his lips and smiled gently: "Sister, your life is precious and you can live a long life."

Yan Donghuang's hand holding the tea cup tightened slightly. At that moment, she already understood in her heart that living a hundred years should be fake. Could it be... could her normal lifespan be twenty-one years old?

She turned to look at the queen and her husband: "Can I talk to him alone?"

Although the Queen and his wife were a little surprised, they didn't ask anything and quietly got up and walked out.

"Sister." Jimo Dongbai stretched out his hand, his eyes fixed on the back of Yan Donghuang's hand, "Can I touch your hand?"

Yan Donghuang stood up and sat next to him, holding his pale and slender hand.

The young man's hands were flawless, pale and slender, as cool as jade, and his palms didn't even have the lines that normal people should have.

These are not the hands a normal person should have.

Yan Donghuang couldn't tell what she was feeling at this time, and she felt a little hesitant in her heart, wondering whether she should ask her doubts.

But avoidance was never her style.

Yan Donghuang took a breath and said, "Dong Bai."

"Yes, I'm here." Jimo Dongbai smiled warmly, "Sister has suffered."

Yan Donghuang's eyes paused slightly: "Why do you say I am suffering?"

The young man's voice was as gentle as water, as if it could soothe all the resentment and pain in a person's heart: "The heart-wrenching despair of being betrayed by your dearest person is more painful than a thousand arrows piercing the heart."

Yan Donghuang was shocked, he really knew.

Know everything that happened to her in her previous life.

Yan Donghuang narrowed his eyes, with a complicated look in his eyes, and his grip on him tightened involuntarily: "Dong Bai, I am a person who has lived a new life, right? The things I have encountered before are not just a dream?"

"Well, it's not a dream, it's real."

"Then..." Yan Donghuang was puzzled, "If fate gives me another chance, will the Yong Dynasty I left still exist after I die? Yaoguang became the emperor, right? Two Yong Dynasties Is it parallel? Or will everyone go back to the starting point and live again?”

"Sister, I have a lot of problems." Dongbaek said with a smile, "Sister, can't you let go of that dynasty?"

Yan Donghuang was startled, then smiled and shook his head: "Maybe it's not that I can't let go, but that I'm surprised that fate can be so wonderful."

After a pause, she added: "I'm also afraid of breaking the trajectory that history should have."

"Sister, you can understand that everyone is back." Jimo Dongbai said slowly, "If time goes back, the established history will not change, only the period that my sister has experienced will be rewritten."

Yeah?

"For everyone who has experienced that period of life, it is a rebirth, but they have no memory."

Yan Donghuang nodded slowly: "So Yaoguang did not ascend the throne, nor did he die alone?"

"Why does sister think he will die alone?" Jimo Dongbai raised his eyebrows slightly, and a pair of clear eyes fell on Yan Donghuang's face, as if he could see through her inner thoughts, "Being an emperor, shouldn't you have three palaces and six palaces? Courtyard?"

Yan Donghuang looked at him without saying a word.

The two looked at each other for a moment, and Jimo Dongbai was the first to admit defeat: "Everything is back to the original point, there are not so many follow-ups, so he will not be the emperor, nor will he die alone."

After a pause, "But I think what my sister wants to know more than whether he died alone in his previous life is whether you will grow old together in this life, right?"

Yan Donghuang frowned: "I didn't—"

"Shaoguangxing is the most loyal killing god of the Emperor Star. He will never betray his sister. Sister, don't worry." Jimo Dongbai held his hand, "No matter how cold and ruthless a person is, he will still be tired and lonely. At that time. My sister is an emperor, but she is also an ordinary person of flesh and blood. Just do whatever you want, don’t make yourself an omnipotent god.”

Yan Donghuang pursed his lips and looked at him silently: "Although we are siblings, we have never met. Why are you telling me this?"

"Didn't sister say that? Because we are siblings and close relatives." Jimo Dongbai said with a smile, "This natural blood relationship is unbreakable. Even if we are thousands of miles apart, I can still feel my sister's presence."

Yan Donghuang hummed: "Zi Ying is also your sister. Can you feel where she is now?"

"Yes." Jimo Dongbai nodded, his tone a bit doting, "When she arrived in Northern Qi, she has already turned Northern Qi upside down."

Turning the world upside down?

Yan Donghuang was about to say something more when a young man's voice suddenly sounded outside: "Brother Emperor."

"Brother Royal!"

"Brother Emperor, where are you?"

The shouts got louder and louder, and Jimo Dongbai had no choice but to get up and walk out: "Qian'er."

"Brother, why are you here?" The young man came over, looked into the room, and then his face was full of hostility, "Who is this person?"

Jimo Dongbai introduced: "She is our sister--"

The young man stomped into the hall, glanced at Yan Donghuang with unfriendly eyes, and found that he did not know this person.

He turned to look at Jimo Dongbai: "Is my brother going to get married?"

"No--"

"Then why is she here?"

Yan Donghuang looked at the blue-robed boy in front of him. Although he had guessed his identity, he felt a little strange in his heart.

Jimo Qian looked only eleven or twelve years old, and looked a bit like his father Quan Zi, with regular features, arrogant and simple temperament, and unhappy expressions written on his face.

But...

A trace of deep thought flashed through Yan Donghuang's eyes: "I am your sister."

"Sister?" Jimo Qian took Jimo Dongbai's arm, "What is a sister? I have never seen you, you are not allowed to take away my brother."

Yan Donghuang was silent, and suddenly realized that the empress's evaluation of the two children was too euphemistic.

Weak body.

Dull talent.

Dongbai's weakness is not due to physical reasons, but because he knows the secrets of heaven, so he said that medicine is ineffective.

But the eldest prince is at least smart and transparent.

And this second prince...

Yan Donghuang frowned slightly, the second prince looked a little silly, not like a smart child.

What is going on?