All the ancestors in the capital begged me to be a substitute

Chu Yan's expression was as serious as ever.

Looking at him like this, Shen Lingxi felt a little flustered for no reason.

Even though it was freezing cold, the auricles were slightly scalded.

She avoided Chu Yan's sight, turned her head to look into the distance, and tried her best not to pay attention to the sound of her heart beating like a drum in her chest.

"Your Highness regards me as 'lucky' to be alive..." Shen Lingxi said with a smile: "If one day, I am not in this world and I fail His Highness's expectations, and His Highness is sad because of me, then it will be my fault."

"Everyone is destined to die." Chu Yan looked at her side face, "Look at Zhanlong Slope. When I led my troops here, it was just an inaccessible slope. I didn't expect that Sangmeng would lead people to set up an ambush. Therefore, I never thought that I would almost die here."

"Life is short, and things are impermanent. If you don't try, how will you know whether you will blame me or I will blame you in the end?"

There is something in her words.

He also meant something.

Shen Lingxi clasped the hand stove's fingertips, and because of these words, her knuckles were so tight that her joints turned white.

Yes, things are impermanent.

No one can predict which will come first, tomorrow or the accident.

From childhood to adulthood, Shen Lingxi's mother, queen mother and little aunt were all married. They only taught her not to be fooled by a man's appearance, and not to trust his sweet words easily.No matter when you are in any situation, you can't wrong yourself or treat yourself badly.

Her scumbag father and her imperial uncle also used real examples to tell her that men are not good things.

After getting along with each other these days, Shen Lingxi clearly knew that Chu Yan was not a man like a scumbag and an emperor's uncle.

You can also see how much he cares about himself.

In the past, Shen Lingxi only thought of herself as a wisp of ghost living in this body, who would disappear with the wind at some point.

Therefore, force yourself not to invest too much emotion, and don't have too much entanglement with him.

If you can't give, you shouldn't take.

But now, she already knew that this body was her own.

This life was truly given to her by God, a chance to do it all over again.

Could she, in this hard-won second life, try to follow her heart and give it a try?
Shen Lingxi pursed her lips, "I..."

"Just chatting casually, don't think too much." Chu Yan's eyes fell on her tight and white fingertips.

Not wanting to embarrass her, he pretended not to care much and said: "I just think that the relationship between friends will be divided if they talk about failing."

Shen Lingxi: "?"

She blinked her eyes and put her fingers together on the stove, although she unconsciously relaxed a little, but there was an indescribable feeling in her heart.

"Your Highness only regards me as a friend?" She turned her head to look at him, confirming with faint eyes.

"You are my princess." Chu Yan turned her head sideways, looked into the distance, concealed the disappointment in her eyes, and intentionally made her voice sound lazy and loose, "We are naturally closer than friends."

Unwilling, he added, "You and Mu Huai'an are friends."

These words made Shen Lingxi laugh.

"That's true." Shen Lingxi also turned her head and looked into the distance.

After thinking about it, I added a sentence, "For Mu Huai'an, I never thought about 'letting it down' and 'not letting it down'."

Hearing this, Chu Yan finally felt a little more at ease.

His position in her heart is naturally much stronger than others.

Feeling a cold wind blowing from nowhere, Chu Yan turned around and stretched his arms, fished a brocade quilt from the carriage, and wrapped it around Shen Lingxi.

When his eyes fell on her cheeks that were flushed from the cold, he covered her face with both hands through the brocade quilt expressionlessly.

I thought that this action would attract her sideways glance.

Unexpectedly, Shen Lingxi sat up straight, looked forward in surprise, and said to him: "Your Highness, please go to the side to warm up, there is business."

Chu Yan's eyes were slightly dark, and he looked at the revolving lantern on the eaves, the lotus crown at the top was spinning rapidly, and the sound of the "jingling" wind chimes became more and more crisp.

Following Shen Lingxi's gaze, he turned his head to look at nothingness.

Then I knew that the business she was talking about meant "dead souls".

"Call me if you have anything to do." After Chu Yan said this, he got off the carriage and walked towards the bonfire that Chunjun and the others lit in the distance.

Not long after Chu Yan left, the reincarnation lamp stopped suddenly after spinning rapidly.

In Shen Lingxi's line of sight, the white soul shadow floating from a distance also stopped in front of her.

"It's you?" The visitor saw her face clearly and let out a low voice in surprise.

Shen Lingxi was also very surprised when she saw the face of the person who came, "Didn't you be fine during the day, why did you..."

The person who came was none other than her... the old ancestor who she saw at the Zhen Guogong's mansion during the day.

With the candlelight of the Reincarnation Lamp, Shen Lingxi saw that the old ancestor's lips were black and blue, and there were still bloodstains oozing from his eyes, ears, mouth, and nose. It was obvious that he didn't look like he was dying.

Shen Lingxi collected herself, intentionally ignored the blood on her face, pointed to the reincarnation lamp on the eaves of the room, and asked, "Did you be summoned by this lamp?"

The ancestor nodded, "Not long after I died, I heard the sound of wind chimes, and followed the sound and left the city..."

She said, with tears in her eyes, she floated to the stone tablet not far from the carriage, and said with a choked voice, "Even if there is no sound of the wind chime, I still want to come here to have a look."

Seeing this, Shen Lingxi's heart moved slightly.

Today, after hearing Xu Ziyao's words, she intends to kill Longpo to "recall the soul". She just thought that "a blind cat will bump into a dead mouse", and if she is lucky, she might even bump into a ghost of a bereaved army.

By the way, he also went out of the city with great fanfare, and cooperated with Xu Ziyao and Xu Huan to suppress the Duke of Guo with a bluff.

Unexpectedly, Zhan Longpo was clean, not even a mouse.

But it attracted the soul of the newly mourned ancestor.

Shen Lingxi jumped out of the carriage, took off the brocade quilt that was tightly wrapped around her body, and walked to the ancestor's side with the hand stove in her hand.

"Today I heard Miss Xu say that the second uncle of the Xu family died here six years ago." She asked softly, "Could it be that the old ancestor misses the late second uncle Xu?"

"No, it's not..." The ancestor knelt down, looked at the stele, and cried bitterly.

It was just a stone tablet engraved with the words "Zhanlongpo".

Unremarkable.

Shen Lingxi couldn't figure out what the ancestor said "no" for a while.

It's just that the older the women of the aristocratic family, the less likely they are to show their sorrow to others.

This is the first time Shen Lingxi has cried so sadly when meeting a deceased ancestor.

Shen Lingxi had no way to persuade her, so she could only quietly accompany her.

The cold wind howling in the Gobi made a whining sound, echoing the cries of the ancestors. On this cold winter night, it still seemed very sad.

The old ancestor cried for a long time, and finally the sorrow in his chest dissipated a little, and the crying gradually stopped.

Shen Lingxi looked at her and said: "Since you are the dead soul brought by this reincarnation lamp, I can fulfill your last wish for you. What do you need me to do for you?"

The old ancestor froze for a moment when he heard this.

She wiped away her tears, stood up, seemed to have made up her mind, looked at Shen Lingxi and said, "I want to ask you to justify my son's name, he shouldn't have died here so quietly..."