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At the moment I opened my eyes, it was not a white wooden beam above me, but wooden beams, braced rafters, and ancient architecture! Although it looked a bit worn.
A surge of joy filled my heart. This must mean I succeeded!
I suddenly sat up, but my head buzzed with pain, and with a thud, I fell back down.
"What are you trying to do?"
A slightly cool yet incredibly pleasant voice reached my ears.
I gritted my teeth against the headache and slowly turned my neck. Ah, so I was lying on a bed. The bed was hard and lacked a comfortable mattress, making me feel like the Princess on the Pea. Finally, I saw the person sitting by the bed. He was looking down at me.
Wow! A wave of dizziness hit me.
This man was ridiculously handsome!
"To be beautiful, one must wear black," truly a wise saying. This man was dressed entirely in black, and even while sitting, his good physique was evident. Ancient people had long hair, but his hair was neatly tied back, flowing like a movie star who used conditioner. His face was so handsome that I struggled to find words to describe it.
An unparalleled beauty with a cold demeanor, he seemed reserved and perhaps a bit scheming. This was my intuitive judgment based on the knowledge from Foresight.
For a moment, I felt like crying. The man beside me was at least ten times more handsome than my idol in the portrait. For a brief moment, I even doubted my loyalty to my idol. But then I remembered the tremendous efforts I had put in for him; how could I just change my heart like that?
However, men and women should not be too close. Why was this man sitting by my bed?
With my keen insight, I suddenly realized something was wrong. Despite all my calculations, there was one thing I hadn't considered: could it be that I... had already gotten married?
Stealing a glance at the dark-clad handsome man beside me, I thought uncharacteristically: could he possibly be my husband? If he is, then perhaps there’s nothing to regret in this life…
As the handsome man noticed I was awake, he furrowed his brow and prepared to stand up. I reached out and grabbed his sleeve, startling him so much that he sat back down beside the bed, his face filled with surprise.
"Who... who are you?" I asked, squeezing my voice into what might be the most delicate tone this body could produce, sounding almost like a mosquito.
The astonishment on his face deepened, making his beautiful features even more vivid and captivating. He opened his mouth and, with a melodious voice, delivered a shocking revelation: "Don't you remember? It's me, Nie Qiuyuan."
"..."
Oh my, you really are responsive. I wanted him to come closer, but waking up to find the idol sitting right beside me was just too considerate!
So, what exactly is our relationship...?
But he shouldn't be married yet. Judging by his age, it seemed about right.
"I... who am I...?"
Being a good student at school also requires acting skills, and I'm not afraid of that. I imagined my face must have been wearing an expression that disgusted me, but to a normal person, it probably looked like "a pitiful sight tinged with fear." Taking advantage of the moment, I let my hand slide down and grasped the idol's hand.
Despite his somewhat aloof demeanor, his hand was surprisingly warm. I subtly applied some pressure with my arm, making my hand tremble slightly as if I were genuinely frightened. This display of fragility successfully stirred the idol's sympathy; his warm hand gently enveloped mine, holding it tightly.
Oh my gosh, my heart raced so fast! He was even more handsome than I had imagined, warmer and exuding charm. It was love at second sight—absolutely captivating!
Nie Qiuyuan's gaze gradually softened, and his voice became gentler: "Don't be afraid; it's all over now. Liuying, what's most important is that you recover quickly."
"Liuying," it seems that's my name now. I realized that after crossing over, I must have attached myself to someone who had just died. This girl certainly didn't have a great name! "Liuying," fleeting and ephemeral—no wonder she had such a short life.
“Liuying... Is that really my name?”
“It seems you’ve forgotten completely!” The handsome man sighed lightly, not releasing my hand. “Your name is Nie Liuying. I am Nie Qiuyuan, your brother.”
Brother... Brother...
I nearly spat blood in his face.
I guessed the beginning, but I never anticipated this ending. Ultimately, it’s still my Intelligence Quotient that’s too low. Isn’t that the first condition to be met? If it weren’t like this, I would rather he was already married; I would rather search for him my whole life!
If he were married, I could still be a concubine and strive for a higher position. If I couldn’t find him, I could wait in Chang'an City. But siblings... this... how can I bear it!
I have read many stories filled with melodrama and knew that this journey through time would inevitably encounter various clichés. Melodrama seems to be the fate of us time travelers. But does it have to be this extreme?
Now, only one phrase lingered in my mind: “May all lovers be long-lost siblings…”
So at this moment, looking at Nie Qiuyuan’s astonishingly handsome face, all I wanted was to let go and cry.
And so, I really began to cry.
The handsome man looked at me as if I were an alien. After a while, he finally sighed and gently helped me up from the bed, embracing me in his arms.
In his embrace was a faint scent of soap (which must surely be my imagination), fresh and warm. What a wonderful embrace! I cried even harder.
Nie Qiuyuan gently patted my back and said softly, “Liuying, father is gone, but your brother is still here. Everything from before has passed; your brother will take care of you for a lifetime.”
My intuition told me that such a cold and distant man might have just spoken the most heartfelt words I would ever hear from him in my lifetime. It seemed like a special day; perhaps we had both lost our fathers, and I had just managed to snatch my life back.
In his embrace, tears streamed down my face, making me look as if I were a flower drenched in rain, truly resembling someone who had just lost their father. But can you imagine? How could he possibly be my brother?! That was what I was crying about!
"What year is it now? Where are we?" I asked, my voice trembling.
"It is the ninth year of Wude, and we are at Wanzi Mountain."
The mind of this academic genius began to operate like a computer.
The ninth year of Wude, under Emperor Gaozu of Tang, also known as Emperor Shenyao the Great Sage, Glorious Filial Son, corresponds to the year 66 AD. A chilling thought struck me—this was the year of the Xuanwu Gate Incident! As for Wanzi Mountain, I had never heard of it.
Not having heard of it seemed inappropriate. Wanzi Mountain and Wave Moon Cave were the dwelling places of the Yellow Robe Monster from Journey to the West. That was absurd.
"Wanzi Mountain? What kind of place is that? Who exactly are we?"
The handsome man replied succinctly, "This is our home. We are Outlaws."
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