A wicked mother swaps her son and sucks his blood? The true legitimate daughter is reborn and goes o

The one I love deeply!

really!

Song Qingning shook off her doubts and became increasingly interested in the "story".

"And then what happened?" Song Qingning pressed.

Her expression remained pure and clear, showing no other abnormalities.

Xie Xuanjin felt disappointed, but then, thinking of Master Lingguang's concerns, he breathed a sigh of relief.

He then looked away and continued brewing tea while saying:

"That night he was badly injured and almost died, but he heard a voice calling him. He thought it was the Bodhisattva in the dilapidated temple who couldn't bear to see him die, but the voice was too noisy. How could the Bodhisattva be so noisy?"

"The noise bothered him for a long time. All he wanted to do was wake up quickly, shut her up, and stop her from making noise. He barely managed to stay awake all night, but when he woke up the next day, she was gone."

"After that, he hid in a dilapidated temple to recover from his injuries, and she appeared again that night."

Xie Xuanjin recalled those fragments of dreams.

To be precise, only sounds were heard, no people were present.

He doesn't believe in ghosts or gods.

He was shocked for several days in his dream, and finally accepted the fact that she was just a ghost.

In his dream, he thought she was just a kind little ghost hiding in a dilapidated temple. He didn't know why he could hear her voice, but he didn't investigate or want to.

He has more important things to do.

He recovered from his injuries and left the dilapidated temple, but...

Xie Xuanjin glanced at Song Qingning. Master Lingguang had repeatedly instructed them not to rush things.

"After he recovered from his injuries, she went back to Runan County with him." Xie Xuanjin was ambiguous, not telling Song Qingning that 'she' was not human.

Some details of what happened were also omitted.

Song Qingning did not notice anything unusual.

Xie Xuanjin said that the woman was the one he deeply loved.

She could roughly guess what happened after that. "Later, she followed you...fought alongside him?"

"Yes."

Xie Xuanjin said in a deep voice, "She is a special woman. She understands military strategy and is skilled in arranging formations."

Knowing military strategy and skilled in battle formation?

"She served in the military?" Song Qingning asked in surprise.

In the entire Dajing region, there was only one women's army, the Women's Battalion.

She came from a women's military unit?

What a coincidence!

Song Qingning thought.

She knew all the soldiers in the women's battalion. Some of them were knowledgeable in military strategy, and others were skilled in battle formations. At this moment, they all appeared in her mind.

But in this life, they had no connection with Xie Xuanjin at all.

What changed because of my appearance?

Song Qingning frowned.

Xie Xuanjin's voice continued:

"She did serve in the military, and not just that, she said she was also an excellent horseman and archer."

Horsemanship, archery...

These are all things she's good at.

"Her parents died, and she had an enemy. After spending a lot of time together, the two of them reached a tacit understanding to help each other take revenge."

As he spoke, Song Qingning's brows furrowed even more deeply.

It turns out that the woman also had a deep-seated blood feud.

"Did she get her revenge?" Song Qingning pressed.

"I've reported it."

Xie Xuanjin replied, "He killed every one of her enemies for her; each of them died in front of her."

"And what about the boy?"

"The boy's revenge was also achieved. With her as his strategist, they were invincible. They cooperated very well. The Shence Army entered the capital, and in the end, he ascended the throne and married her."

Xie Xuanjin said.

It was clearly a good result, but Song Qingning could hear the great regret in his tone.

That regret made Song Qingning's heart tremble.

Song Qingning looked at Xie Xuanjin with a puzzled expression; there was a clear sadness in his eyes.

Suddenly, Xie Xuanjin looked up at her, the sadness in his eyes returning to calm. "The tea is ready."

Xie Xuanjin's tone suddenly became lighter.

He got up, took the tea, and went to Song Qingning.

As if thinking of the woman he deeply loved in the "story," a smile bloomed between his handsome brows.

"At that time, she didn't know how to brew tea, but she liked watching him brew tea. She also said that if she had the chance, she would learn how to brew tea and try the tea he brewed."

Xie Xuanjin gestured to Song Qingning, "Try it."

The aroma of tea mingled with the scent of cedar emanating from Xie Xuanjin, causing Song Qingning to momentarily lose her senses.

Try it...

These two words are very familiar.

After they got married, he would brew tea in his spare time and make sure she had a cup too, so she could have a taste.

But today, she had a strange feeling that the word "try it" was spoken through her to someone else.

He wanted the "beloved one" he spoke of to taste the tea he brewed.

Song Qingning picked up her teacup and took a small sip.

"How is it?" Xie Xuanjin asked.

how is it?

Song Qingning couldn't taste the flavor of the tea in that last sip.

She took another sip and found it somewhat astringent.

Xie Xuanjin didn't seem to be fixated on her evaluation.

Suddenly, he looked directly into Song Qingning's eyes, his expression turning serious. "Since I met you, I have been living a dream, a dream filled with many fragments. This story is from that dream."

"The people and events in my dreams are very clear and real."

"Do you think what happened in your dream actually occurred?"

His sudden words cleared up Song Qingning's doubts.

He wasn't reborn; those things happened in his dream.

Song Qingning remembered that Xie Xuanjin once asked her if she dreamed. It turned out that at that time, he was dreaming, so he had doubts in his heart.

Having been given a second chance at life, Song Qingning is able to accept all things in the world that defy common sense.

What Xie Xuanjin was peering into in his dream might truly be his past life.

And he talked about these things with himself...

Song Qingning put down her teacup. "Your Majesty, the things in your dream may have really happened. Your Majesty, there is something I would like to tell you. If Your Majesty listens, perhaps you will not doubt the truth of the dream."

She spoke politely and with proper respect for hierarchy.

Xie Xuanjin stared at her, knowing exactly what she was going to say.

Seeing that she was about to get up, he should apologize.

In his eyes, however, she had never committed any crime and therefore did not need to apologize.

As she stood up, his hand rested on her shoulder.

"Sit down and talk!"

The force wasn't great, but the sound was very powerful.

Song Qingning sighed again, Xie Xuanjin was indeed a very good superior, but whether they could still be ruler and subject after tonight was uncertain.

Song Qingning sighed inwardly. Xie Xuanjin was already sitting beside her, his large hand enveloping hers as always. Song Qingning was slightly dazed.

But she quickly snapped out of her reverie.

"I was originally the daughter of the second branch of the Yongning Marquis's household, born out of wedlock..."

Song Qingning's voice slowly rang out.

From the time she was fourteen years old when Liu asked her to join the army for Song Mingtang, to the time she fell off her horse and crippled her right leg upon returning to the capital, to the time Liu gave her to the Jiang family as compensation and she married Jiang Sheng.

Later, she overheard the truth about Liu's child swap, and was then turned into a human pig, dying with resentment in her heart.

"On my way back to Beijing, when I woke up again, I knew that Heaven had taken pity on me and given me another chance!"

As Song Qingning spoke, her expression was excited, her eyes full of vitality and hope.

Xie Xuanjin saw it all, and something inside him was struck hard.

He said meaningfully, "It's not God!"