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Chapter 408: The Clock Turns
No matter how her other self reacted, Wen Zhexue suppressed her shame and finished her words, then stared at Fang Weihan without blinking, her cheeks flushed and her face full of anticipation.

Fang Weihan himself fell into a brief state of self-doubt.

Did he hear correctly? Did the senior sister say that she wanted to kiss him? It seemed that his ears were working well and could even capture such abstract information. It was great, but it was a bit bad.

If this world is not crazy, I feel that this is not my problem, but something is wrong with my senior sister.

Fang Weihan took a half step back, looked at Wen Zhexue with a little suspicion, and asked: "Senior Sister, have you been possessed by another body? Or is it another senior sister who is talking to me now?"

"Hahahaha..." Wen Zhexue could hear another self laughing in his sea of ​​consciousness.

She bit her lip in annoyance, mustered up her courage and took a small step forward. She raised her white wrist, and with her slender fingers like tender bamboo shoots, she exerted a little force and grabbed Fang Weihan's ear.

"I was not possessed."

She explained seriously, with a hint of grievance on her pretty face.

"It's just a joke, it's just a joke, senior sister, can you please let go first?" He didn't know why, but Fang Weihan always felt uneasy when she grabbed his ears.

"Don't make such jokes next time."

The girl let go of his ear and snorted softly, but in the end she was reluctant to use more force.

"I will be sad." Wen Zhexue said in a low voice.

Fang Weihan was stunned for a moment, memories emerging intermittently from his sea of ​​consciousness, and he felt that the scene before him seemed familiar.

"So... Junior Brother, can you let me kiss you?" Wen Zhexue asked persistently.

Because it was the second time she was asked, the girl's tone and expression became much more natural and normal than the first time, as if she was used to saying such embarrassing words.

Fang Weihan had no choice. He certainly wanted to refuse, but when he saw Wen Zhexue's earnest eyes with a hint of pleading, the words of refusal seemed to be stuck in his lips and he could not utter them.

He closed his eyes helplessly, and said as if he was sacrificing his life: "Senior sister, please do as you please."

Wen Zhexue looked at his heroic appearance of preparing for death, her eyes narrowed and curved slightly, and suddenly she found it a little amusing.

It turns out that all Xiaohan needs to do is act a little more assertive and she will become like this.

It seems that I can change the way I get along with him in time.

At this time, the girl's beautiful eyebrows, as light as a crescent moon, wrinkled slightly.

"What are you doing?" Wen Zhexue asked.

"Let me kiss you, let me kiss you." Something in the sea of ​​consciousness was struggling for control of the body.

"No, I won't let you kiss me." Wen Zhexue refused directly and completely sealed off his sea of ​​consciousness to prevent her from suddenly popping up again.

"Wen Zhexue, you are such a jerk who will destroy the bridge after crossing it..."

Her voice seemed to be cut off and stopped abruptly.

Wen Zhexue took a deep breath, raised his head, and moved closer to Fang Weihan, his heart beating faster and faster.

The Xiaohan she had been thinking about was right in front of her, just like the memory she had in the past. But the difference was that this time, she could feel Xiaohan's warmth in the real world.

Even Lin Yuan Yu Chen, who has the greatest respect for time, would think at this moment:
If only she could go back on time, she would never let Xiaohan suffer such harm.

Time will not go back, every moment of the present is eternal.

Wen Zhexue mustered up his courage and made the boldest decision in his life so far.

Fang Weihan originally thought that what Wen Zhexue meant by a kiss was just a kiss on the cheek or something like that. After all, according to Wen Zhexue, they were siblings, so what bad intentions could there be between siblings?

Just as he was thinking this, he was suddenly surprised to feel a layer of cool softness covering his lips.

Fang Weihan suddenly opened his eyes and looked at the girl in front of him in disbelief.

Their eyes were very close, and through the girl's crystal clear pupils, he could clearly see the reflection of his own eyes.

The light reflects off each other in their pupils, and every reflection is like a moth flying into a flame across time.

The moonlight was like water, blurring the boundary between the river and the sky. It was a cold winter day, and my breath intertwined into white mist. My body temperature gradually rose, and the coolness gradually dissipated. Wen Zhexue felt her cheeks were a little hot, and her heartbeat was as rapid as a drum, almost jumping out of her chest.

To do such a thing was a very difficult challenge for a pure-hearted girl, but she did not regret it at all.

Nearly ten years later, she finally made up for the unpromised love.

Even if time and fate are not optimistic about their meeting, even if everyone in the world is trying to stop them from falling in love, Wen Zhexue is no longer afraid. The once timid little girl has now grown up, she stands at the pinnacle of power in this world, and she is now able to protect her brother!

The feelings we once had have deteriorated through repeated pains, becoming more passionate and more precious.

She would never let what happened back then happen again, never.

Wen Zhexue took a step back, and took the initiative to separate herself from Fang Weihan a little, wiping the glistening tears from the corner of her mouth as if nothing had happened.

Until now, Fang Weihan is still in a daze.

In fact, there was no in-depth communication during the kiss. Wen Zhexue had no knowledge of this aspect, and when Fang Weihan did not cooperate with her, the two of them could only touch their lips at most.

Well, Senior Sister didn’t wear rouge, identification completed.

Fang Weihan was suddenly startled and quickly recovered from his wandering state.

What memories did she recover? Are they really siblings?
Fang Weihan felt his scalp tingling.

Fortunately, Xiao Jin didn't see it, otherwise she might have exploded. What is going on...

"Senior Sister, don't do this next time." Fang Weihan said weakly.

"Xiao Han doesn't like it?" Wen Zhexue asked.

Apart from feeling her heartbeat quicken, she didn't feel anything special about the kiss. It was just a kiss on the lips...how could it be as magical as described in the books?
"I'm shy." Fang Weihan said.

Wen Zhexue: "..."

My younger brother is doing mischief again.

She silently made a hand gesture, and the bond of cause and effect quietly wrapped around Fang Weihan.

[Alas, Senior Sister is still too naive. She can't even kiss... But as expected, Senior Sister looks like she has weak fighting ability.]

Wen Zhexue: "?"

What does this sentence mean? Why can she understand every word, but not when they are put together? Kiss...isn't that it? If not the mouth, where else can she kiss? Is her fighting ability weak? She is at the peak of the sixth level.

Just when the girl was feeling confused, she caught another thought from Fang Weihan.

[What happened between me and my senior sister? Is this really a brother-sister relationship? When will this broken memory be restored? ]

The girl's delicate body stiffened slightly, and a trace of panic instinctively emerged in her heart.

If Xiaohan regained his memory and remembered what happened on Wentian Peak that day, would he still treat me the same way he does now?
That memory was not a good thing for him...

As long as Xiaohan doesn't know what happened back then, will he and I continue to get along like this forever?

Thinking of this, the girl breathed a sigh of relief, feeling a little lucky.

She was afraid that this hard-earned stable relationship would be shattered again like a mirage. If there is anything more painful than having nothing, it is to lose what you have gained.

Wen Zhexue would rather he never have any memory of his past than to be hated by him, even just a little bit.

Just when Wen Zhexue and Fang Weihan were thinking differently, the sound of the messenger's footsteps interrupted their conversation.

"Captain Wei, we found a strange temple fifteen miles south of the city." said the messenger.

"What's the problem with this temple?" Fang Weihan asked in a deep voice.

"This...it would be better for you to take a look in person," the messenger smiled bitterly.

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Changming North Palace, Wanjuan Pavilion.

The girl's brows were filled with fatigue, her eyes were slightly red from exhaustion, and various bamboo slips and documents had piled up into a small mountain behind her.

In the past few days, Fang Tang moved her office to the Wanjuan Pavilion in the North Palace. Whenever she finished her official duties for the day, she would dive into the royal collection of books, trying to find any clues about the sword tassel.

The beast named guilt behind her kept chasing her, and she didn't dare to stop, for fear that the heavy emotion would completely crush her.

Fang Tang closed his eyes, and the only thing that appeared in his mind was Fang Weihan's ruthless and cold face. The only trace of sleepiness disappeared in an instant, replaced by a dull pain in his heart, which was piercing.

After three consecutive sleepless days, Fang Tang finally reaped the rewards on the fourth day.

This is a book about rare treasures in the world, which was completed during the reign of Emperor Guangwu of the previous dynasty. The book records a rare treasure called Minghuai Tears. This is a crystal that seeps out of a locust tree called Minghuai, and it is named because of its teardrop-like shape. Minghuai only exists in small quantities in the desert north of the Tianshan Mountains. As the previous dynasty lost control of the area north of the Tianshan Mountains, Minghuai Tears also disappeared from the world, leaving only a few words in historical books.

According to the records in this book, Minghuai Tears can become as flexible as silk after melting, and is waterproof, breathable, and heat-insulating. It is an excellent fabric, far superior to the most precious Shu brocade.

However, since the output of this thing is too low and it is too difficult to make clothes, craftsmen generally use it to make some smaller objects.

Like a sachet, a tassel... or a sword tassel.

Fang Tang held the sword tassel carefully and compared its features with what was written in the book one by one, and found that they were exactly the same.

This sword tassel is made of Minghuai Tears!
A hint of excitement inevitably emerged in Fang Tang's gray and cold eyes. She had finally made a breakthrough in her research on the sword tassel. Her efforts were not completely in vain.

Her Royal Highness the Princess took out a book on the geography of the northern foothills of the Tianshan Mountains and organized the information in it with the knowledge in her mind.

To the north of the Tianshan Mountains is a vast and boundless desert, which is called the Western Desert.

There are countless legends about the Western Wasteland in this world, most of which are ominous and bizarre horror stories. It is said that the Western Wasteland is the tomb of the possessed, and every possessed person who has lost his mind will go here before death and turn into a walking corpse controlled by the inner demon.

Just as Guixu in the vast East China Sea is the end point of all waters in the world, the Moyuan in the desolate Western Wilderness is the final gathering place of turbid air.

In Guixu there is a giant sea monster that is ten miles long, and in the Demon Abyss there are tens of thousands of ghosts and undead spirits.

The Yuqi of Xiaoyao Sect guarded Guixu, and the Jingtian of Linyuan Pavilion guarded Moyuan. The two most powerful sects in the world kept the two most terrible threats to the human race out. Thousands of years have passed, and the Yunjian is still flowing, and Tianshan is still standing.

The area where Minghuai trees grow was corrupted by the Demonic Abyss two thousand years ago, and Minghuai Tears can only be preserved for a hundred years, which means... this sword tassel was made at least two thousand years ago.

Fang Tang could discern the mysterious causal power in it; this sword tassel must have come from Linyuan Pavilion.

But it was impossible for her to go to Linyuan Pavilion to ask.

Fang Tang especially disliked the charlatans in Linyuan Pavilion. She hated the people who claimed to have seen through the world the most, and was even more annoyed by the words that fate could not be changed.

The only Linyuan disciple who was able to say a few words was Wen Zhexue, the woman who obviously had a close relationship with Fang Weihan.

Her Royal Highness the Princess couldn't help but think back to that transcendentally beautiful face, and for some reason, she felt a surge of irritation in her heart.

And when she thought about the relationship between Fang Weihan and Wen Zhexue, this irritability became even more severe.

Among the books in the royal collection of the Great Zhou Dynasty, there were very few records about Linyuan Pavilion, even less than one-tenth of those of Xiaoyao Sect. She could not find anything related to this sword tassel at all.

The only thing she could be sure of was that the sword carried by the Master of Linyuan Pavilion was named Mingxiao, a magical weapon that could be compared to Xuanyao.

But what does this have to do with the sword tassel?
The clues were interrupted again here. Fang Tang sat dejectedly in the chair, his eyes blank.

What should she do?
The tassels on the sword emitted a faint silver light, as bright as moonlight. It shone softly into the girl's eyes, but it hurt her so much that she couldn't open her eyes and dared not look.

The girl's eyes felt sore and she suddenly wanted to cry.

During this period of time, she had put too much pressure on herself. Since the day she broke up with Fang Weihan, the girl had hardly had a good night's sleep.

He chose to leave Changming resolutely, taking away her last bit of hope.

Anyway, her relationship with Fang Weihan could not be reversed, so what was the purpose of her hard pursuit? Forget it, Fang Tang, even without him, you are still the emperor of the Great Zhou.

The thing she had always dreamed of was right in front of her, but why... couldn't she be happy at all?

Fang Tang stared at the sword tassel for a long time, then suddenly lowered his eyelashes, his face flickering in the candlelight.

She thought of someone.

The president of Qinghuo Academy, the "Imperial Teacher" Shi Dangliu.

It is said that this person once visited Linyuan Pavilion on behalf of the Great Zhou court, and he is extremely knowledgeable and is very likely to know some inside stories of Linyuan Pavilion.

If I give this sword tassel to him to look at, maybe he can figure out something.

Fang Tang stood up suddenly, but her vision suddenly went dark, and she almost fell to the ground. Fortunately, she held on to the bookshelf beside her tightly, so she didn't fall.

She ignored her body, but held on to the wall and staggered out of the hall.

(End of this chapter)