The next moment, Qingcheng covered her lips again, tears streaming down her face.

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ps: If there is an afterlife, I will travel thousands of mountains and rivers to find the ancient one and only one that belongs to me.

At that moment, I want to tell you:

I want to stay in your heart forever, just as you were and are in my heart, we have always been two lives that cannot be separated from each other. .

Chapter 105 Transition, Qin Xuan!

Time goes by slowly...

The two embraced each other, and the two hearts seemed to rely on each other, tightly.

"Husband, really... is it really you? Isn't the concubine dreaming?"

In his arms, Qingcheng was still a little unbelievable, and said quietly, "Over the years, I don't know how many times I have waited for my husband's arrival in my dreams, but every time I wake up, I lose it again and again in reality. trace of your husband."

Holding his slender waist, Qin Xuan scratched his head in distress and said with the other hand, "This..."

"what happened?"

"Actually, my situation is a bit special, I don't know if I should be your husband..."

With Qingyu Wenxiang in his arms, he really did not know how to explain to Qingcheng the relationship between him and General Qin Xuan of the Qin Dynasty.

"Hu... Husband, don't scare your concubine, what do you say?"

When Qingcheng heard the words, she was so frightened that her face turned pale, and she asked repeatedly, "You said that you are not your husband, so why did you call my name when we never met? And I remember you. You smell exactly the same as you did then!"

"How can I say it, Qin Xuan is me, but I can't be the Qin Xuan you know now."

In this regard, Qin Xuan said with a big headache, that shouting is a subconscious problem.

However, Qingcheng was even more like falling into the fog, unable to touch his head at all, and looked at Qin Xuan, who was frowning with confusion.

How to say, personality plus memory equals soul.

If a person's soul is replaced, even if the face is still the same, the original person is already dead, and the new soul is equal to another person.

You know, the loss of memory is half the soul, and half the life is lost.

And after the person who lost half of his life dies, the new memory replaces the original memory. Even if the memory is still there, in fact, it cannot be said that the current person is equivalent to the previous person.

Therefore, although the memory of the past life created by the system is himself, but for Qingcheng, the person she was waiting for has long since passed away.

Settling the excitement, Qingcheng sat up from his arms, maintaining a sense of distance inadvertently.

At this time, while wiping the tears from her face, she asked solemnly, "Concubine... I don't understand, can you make it more clear?"

At this time, before the identity of Qin Xuan was confirmed, even the previous exclusive title was quietly changed.

But there was a trembling in her tone, as if she was more afraid that what she was waiting for was an illusion that she didn't accept for a reason.

Tens of thousands of years...not everyone can endure it.

At this point she was already on the verge of collapse.

If what Qin Xuan said, he is really not the one who is waiting, she really does not know if she has confidence, and tirelessly waits for thousands of years, ten thousand years...

"This, of course..."

Glancing at the beautiful eyes that were still staring at him, Qin Xuan had no choice but to put aside his throbbing intentions for a while, and looked around at this magical space.

Overall, this is an unbelievably beautiful, tranquil lake canyon.

Perhaps because of the time change, the sky here was replaced by night, and at this time a faint white light was sprinkled from the sky, as if it was covered with silver clothes.

Not far away, there is a small waterfall.

"Crash..."

After passing through the height difference of several feet, it is injected into the distance by the lake and slowly flows into a small clear lake.

Under the dim light, the lake is even more crystal clear and beautiful!

The overflowing lake water slowly overflowed with the impact of the waterfall, and among the large and small stones covered with green moss, gathered into a stream of water, which merged into a stream, flowing into the endless forest around.

The location where Qin Xuan and Qingcheng were located was the small island in the middle of the lake.

There is an elegant house built with green bamboo that can accommodate eight people.

This Yashe is very unique.

Above the corner of the pavilion, the cornices are upturned, and the conical spires are quaint and unique.

Under this pavilion, there are ancient palace lanterns of the Qin Dynasty hanging on all sides, and a round stone table is placed in the center.

Around it, a bamboo reclining chair is placed around it, which seems to be convenient for Qingcheng to take a break and enjoy the scenery.

In the southwest corner, there is a stone mortar; in the southeast corner, there is a delicate bamboo bridge over the stream near the lake.

On both sides of the bridge, the stream is like a pool of clear water, with beautiful stones on the bank interlaced, pebbles from large to small, from the shore to the bottom of the pond, the color is also from light to dark, such as deep blue waves, people are overwhelmed.

The pavilion is surrounded by green grass and planted with pine, weeping willow, bamboo and other plants. There are many flowers that Qin Xuan can't recognize.

If Qin Xuan hadn't seen it with his own eyes, it would be hard to believe that there is a beautiful scenery imagined by someone in this world.

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