Traveled through time at the same time, but both clones were beautiful girls

Unlike her teacher, she wouldn't place all her hopes on someone of unknown origin.

—It should be said that Jinxi has never placed all her hopes on the faults of others, not even on the Lord of the Year.

This is her true nature in both her past and present lives.

This is also an essential quality for those who aspire to a career in officialdom.

Her thick, snow-white eyelashes slowly closed, trembled a few times, and the weary young woman, Lingyin, drifted into a sweet dream.

In my dream, fleeting glimpses of images flashed by.

The afterimages roared like a tide.

The mother's dying breaths.

The baby's last cry before dying drew the cries of the old man...

And the pale light of the sky that lasted for seven days and seven nights, roaring like a blue dragon, reversing life and death.

"Wow--!"

The infant girl, who had already died, finally opened her innocent eyes again after seven days and seven nights of the power of the Azure Dragon, the Lord of the Year.

Her eyes were moist, ignoring the magnificent snowstorm on Chengxiao Mountain, she stared fixedly at the huge dragon head that was full of divinity.

The baby girl suddenly giggled, and then, under the slightly surprised and indifferent gaze of the Lord of the Year, she grabbed the swaying dragon whiskers with her chubby little hands.

"Hmm, I dreamt about the scene when I first came to this world again."

Jinxi gazed serenely at herself in her dream.

I feel sorry for my birth mother's misfortune, but also grateful for my own good fortune.

"Under the laws of nature, tides rise and fall, and all things have their own laws of cause and effect. Since I am countless times more fortunate than ordinary people to have been reborn, how can I be content to live an ordinary life?"

She didn't look at those fragments of the past again.

The girl brushed her silver twin tails with the back of her hand and walked into the deeper, more mysterious depths without looking back.

The next moment, she found herself in... a modern room?

A scene of utter debauchery was unfolding inside the room.

The girl with black hair, purple eyes, and demon horns was most likely the Herrscher of Thunder from my vague memories. She was hugging a man from behind, forcefully sucking on his tongue, her cold and beautiful face full of lustful allure.

And in front of the man.

A tiny doll-like girl was slapping him across the face with her twin ponytails, filled with shame and indignation.

But those small feet in white silk stockings were idly stepping on a certain spot, like kneading a breast.

Jinxi vaguely remembers that this doll girl should be called Shinku.

This dream is quite interesting; it involved fragments of her past life memories.

What she found most interesting was that the man sandwiched between Raihiro and Shinku actually had the same face as her in her previous life!

"In my past life, I was sandwiched between the Herrscher of Thunder and Crimson... What the hell? Why would I have such a dream?"

It seems as if my past self is looking at me.

"Oh, Huang Quan, Huang Quan, stop for a second, there's a newcomer!"

"Newcomer is newcomer, okay? Good brother, my swelling up is starting again."

"Zhen Hong, get a baby bottle and help her squeeze it."

"No time, I'm going to beat you to death today, you pervert! You actually wanted me to use my hair to help you... I'm going to whip you into a spinning top!"

"Really don't want it? Arisu has certified that it's great for making black tea desserts."

Shinku stared at the raging storm of Yomi Isayama as night fell, and hesitated.

Adam beckoned to the newlyweds: “Come here, new bride! You’ve come at just the right time! There’s fresh milk for you!”

Jin Xi raised an eyebrow and chuckled: "A party in your dreams? That's interesting."

The girl's clear, bright, light-colored eyes fell on the thing that was kneading milk in crimson, and a strange look appeared between her brows.

Although she will definitely like women in this lifetime, however...

It seems quite interesting to have sex with your past self in your dreams.

It's just a dream anyway, so it doesn't matter.

Chapter 53 Xixi, I am Xixi!!

No, that's not right!

"This isn't a dream!!"

The moment the silver spear drew blood, Jinxi finally realized she wasn't dreaming.

Two long, fresh ponytails, already scattered like beautiful moonlight, covered the girl's tender, smooth back, which was covered in fine sweat from the pain.

Her pale eyes were filled with instinctive shame and anger.

Her ethereal and refined face was tinged with a faint blush.

She tried to get up and leave, but another, hateful version of herself was gripping her slender waist with both hands, refusing to let go.

After their souls merged, she already knew the situation and naturally couldn't possibly attack the physical body...

We still have to take action!

He's a complete bastard, taking advantage of someone's misfortune!

When you're confused and haven't figured things out, you trick yourself into falling for it!

Jin Xi would never admit her mistake. She grabbed Adam's neck with both hands and said angrily, "Little Zhen Hong is right! You lecherous worm! All you do in this world is eat rice at exorbitant prices! Today, I, the Lord Chancellor, will punish you on behalf of Heaven... Waaah!!!"

The noble young woman, high in rank and power, could not hold on any longer. Her fair and slender neck arched high like a swan's, and her tender tongue involuntarily darted out.

The series of vibrato that followed.

It was pushed out quickly by Adam.

Jinxi felt as if her brain was about to be pushed out.

She looked around, trying to find someone to help her share the burden.

Unfortunately, Zhen Hong is too shy and has already gone back to watch cartoons with her younger sisters.

And the Yellow Springs of Jianshan...

Isayama Yomi is playing an abstract shooting game with the real body.

In ancient times, there was the story of shooting an arrow through a halberd at the gate of a camp; now, there is the story of milk being shot from the underworld.

She was having a great time trying to flick the overflowing, frankincense-scented liquid into the main body's mouth.

"Huang Quan, please help me!!"

Izayama Yomi waved her hand wearily: "You should enjoy it yourself. I'm satisfied. I've come to see your memories."

This guy is completely unreliable!

Xixi, who had just undergone a soul-merging, thought that this guy named "Yomi" was Raiden Mei's counterpart in a turn-based game. However, she didn't expect that it was Isayama Yomi pretending to be the Herrscher of Thunder and playing around.

"Xixi, it's me, Xixi!"

"Yes, I'm here."

"My favorite Xixi!"

"Oh, I'm here."

Adam, holding the limp Jinxi, rolled her over. As if to make up for the excitement of getting three gold items in a row, he unleashed a barrage of attacks on Jinxi, calling out his virtual wife's name with abandon.

"No, stop shouting, I'm here... I'm here."

I could clearly feel waves of overwhelming love emanating from my body.

Known for her calm and wisdom, Jin, the magistrate of the state, didn't know why she shed tears. Unable to suppress the deep emotions within her, she abandoned reason and acted solely on instinct, clinging to Adam, who was also starved for love, like an octopus.

"Xixi!!"

"Xixi!~"

"Ah! Xixi, I love you!!"

Jinxi remained silent, her emotions surging like a tide.

Upon hearing those three words, which sounded almost like a curse, the girl pressed her hands tightly against the man's lower back.

......

After a long time, Isayama Yomi finished sorting through Jinxi's memories.

She looked up and saw Jin Xi sitting elegantly beside her, slowly brewing tea.

Her long, silvery-white hair was styled into two neat and natural ponytails.

The black inner lining and the moon-white embellished coat are uniquely tailored, with white and black as the main colors. A golden oriental dragon tail is also decorated on the left front of the coat, from the waist to the hem.

It basically matches the image of the mobile game in Adam's memory.

"What's wrong, Huang Quan? Why are you looking at me like that?"

"It just seems outrageous."

"Explain in detail, how is it outrageous?"

"Unexpectedly, one of us is a 'Little Dragon Girl,' and a power-hungry one at that."

Jin Xi smiled gently: "Disappointed? Huang Quan probably doesn't like fighting for power and profit. You probably prefer to let pure power speak for itself, right?"

"I don't think you did anything wrong."

Izayama Yomi solemnly said, "Knowing that you cannot obtain the power you desire, decisively taking another path is a wise move based on self-awareness. Besides, power is also a very terrifying force."

"Yes, power is terrifying, but it's also very attractive to me."

Jin Xi's ethereal and aloof face held little smile.

During her three years as the prefect of Jinzhou, she always presented herself with a dignified and composed demeanor, and a gentle smile was always on her face.

Whether she is joyful or angry, she will not easily show it; this is a necessary composure for someone in a position of power.

But in front of other versions of herself, she had no need to pretend.

"Why are you unhappy?"

Adam rested his head on her lap: "Is something bothering you? Let me see, oh, it seems you have quite a few worries."

Having all of Jin Xi's memories, and now with the addition of the memories related to "Mingchao," we can roughly summarize the predicament Jin Xi is currently facing:

The border region and the central government are locked in a power struggle.

The current prefectural magistrate, as the head of administration, acts as a check and balance with the centuries-old Night Return Army.

The elusive Remnant Star Society, drawn by the soon-to-awaken wanderers, has at least two of its leaders infiltrated Jinzhou to cause trouble.

The [Mingshiki-Wuxiangxianzhu], who has been slumbering outside Jinzhou City, is about to make a comeback.

Furthermore, there is a hidden danger regarding the power and authority of the mountain god of the year.

"Compared to the last two, the first few are not so difficult."

"Jinzhou is the most important defensive line in the northern border of Huanglong, and the Ming Court dares not fail to provide assistance."

"The Night Return Army has been stationed in Jinzhou for hundreds of years without ever rotating its troops. It is said that the camp remains but the soldiers come and go, and soldiers have no permanent commanders, and commanders have no permanent troops. As a result, most of the high-ranking and middle-ranking officers of the Night Return Army are controlled by the local powerful families in Jinzhou."

"Their promotion of Ji Yan, who came from a medical family, was merely a check and balance of power; to me, it wasn't even a minor ailment like scabies."

The Night Return Army was not a garrison soldier.

Almost all of them were professional soldiers, and they were all supported by the state of Jinzhou.

Therefore, in principle, the Night Return Army soldiers should be constantly rotated between states to reduce the possibility of local rebellions.

But Huanglong's military system seems to have some serious flaw.

They didn't change the soldiers, but frequently changed the leading generals.

Over the centuries, the high-ranking officers of the Night Return Army have long been hollowed out by the local forces of Jinzhou.