Perfect World: I am Shi Yi

Shi Yi's headache.

It’s just the beginning.

Without waiting for Shi Yi to come up with a countermeasure.

Shuiyue said the same thing.

"Dasha, no, why are you joining in the fun?"

Just because others don’t know Shuiyue’s true identity doesn’t mean Shi Yi doesn’t know it either. Shuiyue is not a human. She is a backup left by the Immortal Qingyue, a puppet-like existence.

Her existence is similar to that of Black Zetsu in a certain Naruto world. She has her own feelings and thoughts, but even Black Zetsu knows how to save his mother, so what’s the point of following her?

"Your Majesty, I have figured it out. Only by following you can I fulfill the wish in my heart."

In order to avoid Shi Yi's questioning, Shuiyue's expression did not change, she was still so cold and expressionless.

"What do you understand?"

Shi Yi had just said halfway when Qingyue Zhenxian's jade-like face and the smile she only showed to him suddenly appeared in his mind. The feeling of guilt suddenly fell into his heart like a meteorite.

"Okay, I agree."

Shi Yi is ultimately sorry to Qingyue Immortal. For his own selfish reasons, he does not let Qingyi disappear. The main and secondary bodies cannot merge, and the two merge into one to become the reincarnated body to awaken Qingyue Immortal.

Although Qingyue Zhenxian herself was not seriously injured and her awakening would only be delayed, but in the final analysis, it was Shi Yi who broke his promise and did not fulfill the promise he made to her.

[Recalling the timeline, the promise of the four machines]

Fairyland, a quiet fairy cave.

"Qingyue, I have a poem for you!"

Shi Yi is holding a woman in his arms. She is the most beautiful fairy in this era, the dream lover in the eyes of countless male creatures, but at this moment, she is a little bird in his arms.

"What poem?"

Qingyue Zhenxian's face was flushed, her hair was a little messy, and her white gauze skirt was even more messy, but even so, she still gave people a noble and inviolable sacred feeling.

But if you uncover the white gauze skirt on her body, you will find that her figure is also top-notch. Her body curves are completely in golden proportion, and there is no flaw at all.

As if it was carefully designed by God, it is delicate and soft, no more, no less, twisting freely, with ice-cold muscles and jade bones, and snow-white skin.

The two crystal-clear and slender legs are round and strong, swinging gently under the gauze skirt. Under the skirt, the snow-white calves are looming.

"Four machines, the mandarin ducks want to fly together, the poor old man turns white first, the spring waves are green, the dawn is cold, and the two are bathed in red!" Shi Yi whispered in the ear of Qingyue Zhenxian.

"This is a secret that only belongs to us. No matter when, no matter where, as long as you successfully meet me in the future and recite this poem completely, I will believe you."

At this time, Shi Yi knew very well that he was about to return to his own time and space. In order to prevent Qingyue True Immortal from being frightened, he left these four pieces of music for her.

"This poem is incomplete!"

Qingyue Zhenxian immediately recognized that the four pieces of music were just a section of a whole poem. She suspected that Shi Yi was lying to her and would forget all about herself after returning.

"When we meet in the same time and space, I will tell you the complete nine-piece machine."

Shi Yi didn't expect that Qingyue True Immortal would recognize it right away. This Four-Zhang Ji was just a poem in Jiu-Zhang Ji. However, he quickly resolved Qingyue's suspicion and successfully made a promise to her. .

"Nine Zhang machines?"

True Immortal Qingyue seemed to have thought of something and asked: "These poems are all filled with the sorrowful thoughts of a woman in her boudoir. They are full of affection and resentment. You shouldn't have written them yourself, right?"

About this question.

Shi Yi said very calmly: "Of course not, I am learning from it."

He has no interest in being a literary copyist. Even if the creator of this Jiu Zhang Ji could not be found even in the previous life, there is only an unknown person from the Song Dynasty, he does not bother to steal other people's poems.

"That's good!"

True Immortal Qingyue didn't care whether Shi Yi copied it, or he was afraid that he created it himself, because a woman could not create such a nine-piece machine that was extremely resentful and desolate.

"Shi Yi, I have remembered the four cards. I hope you will also remember what you said today." Qingyue True Immortal stared quietly into Shi Yi's eyes.

She knew that Shi Yi came from the later generations and was not from this time and space. Sooner or later, he would go back one day, but she didn't want to see Shi Yi again and Shi Yi himself would forget what he said.

"Don't worry, I won't forget."

Shi Yi gently held Qingyue Zhenxian's fair cheek and looked directly into her eyes that were as clear as autumn water. Maybe she was not a woman with a good personality.

But she is definitely a woman who is sincere in her feelings.

But my future self.

Is it worthy of her sincere feelings?
[The memory timeline ends. 】

Shi Yi did not forget his promise to Qingyue Zhenxian, but he did not keep his promise to Qingyue Zhenxian when Shuiyue Duzi chanted the four looms in front of him.

However, because he did not let Qingyi disappear completely, he broke his promise to Qingyue Zhenxian, although he could lie to himself and wait until Qingyue Zhenxian woke up to compensate her.

But when will she wake up?

Another unknown.

sometimes.

Shi Yi also tried to comfort himself. No matter whether it was Qingyue Zhenxian, Yuechan, or Qingyi, they were all essentially the same person. There was no need for him to feel guilty.

But he could only deceive himself, and sometimes he couldn't even deceive himself, because he knew very well that the three of them were essentially three completely different people.

Something to say.

Qingyue Zhenxian, as the source, is equivalent to the grandmother.

Yuechan is the main body, equivalent to the mother.

Qingyi, as the second body, is equivalent to a daughter.

The relationship between the three of them is essentially three generations living under one roof.
Something seems to be wrong.

But that's how relationships are.

The True Immortal Qingyue split into a reincarnated body, which is Yuechan. He hopes that Yuechan can awaken him in the future.

Yuechan used the main and secondary body method to split into a secondary body. This secondary body was obviously Qingyi. She hoped that Qingyi would take her place in the mortal world.

As for Qingyi who is at the bottom.

She wants to live truly freely.

The immortal Qingyue longs to wake up, Yuechan longs to become an immortal, and Qingyi longs to be free.

Although the three of them are closer than sisters, they are not the same person after all.

"Come on!"

Just when Shi Yi was immersed in his guilt towards Qingyue Zhenxian, he suddenly noticed someone secretly licking the palm of his hand.

Consciousness returned in an instant.

"Hong Huang, what are you doing?"

Shi Yi looked down at Hong Huang who was lying in his arms, licking the drop of golden juice in his palm, his tone somewhat surprised.

"Hasn't Your Majesty agreed to it?" Hong Huang said without raising his head.

"I agree"

Shi Yi was speaking halfway when he suddenly felt a chill on his back. Needless to say, it was definitely Yuechan's death gaze.

The main body is Yuechan.

The second body is Qingyi.

Although Shi Yi has never eaten his main body Yuechan, his secondary body Qingyi has already eaten him up.

The connection between the primary and secondary bodies is very deep.

Ten thousand times deeper than the twin sisters.

The main body Yuechan felt all the feelings of the secondary body Qingyi, which meant that every time Qingyi rode on Shi Yi's waist, Yuechan couldn't even stabilize her body and mind.

Although Shi Yi always felt that Qingyi was deliberately taking revenge on Yuechan, as a vested interest, he could not say much and just pretended not to know about it.

"Your Majesty just agreed, have you forgotten so quickly? Now the three of us are all His Majesty's followers!" (End of this chapter)