She did not remember anything.
However, once she walked into the gate, she felt everything was so familiar, and she did not need anyone to show her the way to the place she had lived before.
Feng Ruqing still did not understand until now why the dragon scale would send her here.
However, since Nan Xian said that the Ninth Emperor left behind the things on the walls, they must not be harmful to her, and perhaps soon, she would find out how to use them.
***
The moment Feng Ruqing stepped into the room, she felt that everything around her was familiar.
It seemed that there was a wave of memories trying to enter her mind but was blocked by something.
She desperately tried to recall but could not remember anything.
“Jiu’er…”
A young man’s voice came from the doorway.
Feng Ruqing looked up and saw Nan Changfeng walking in the sunlight.
He was unbelievably beautiful. No wonder the Ninth Emperor went crazy back then because of him.
“I feel that you seem to be a little off today…”
The young man sat down at Feng Ruqing’s bed and raised his hand to touch her forehead. He frowned and sounded puzzled. “You would let me warm the bed first before you went to sleep.”
Feng Ruqing was speechless.
She froze for a moment.
“Cough!” She coughed a little. “I’m too tired today.”
“Oh…”
Nan Changfeng leaned on Feng Ruqing’s body and smiled. “Your smell, your feelings, and your soul are so familiar. Otherwise, I would have thought that someone else was impersonating the Ninth Emperor to deceive me…
“I would kill anyone who tries to impersonate the Ninth Emperor.”
He would not allow anyone to insult her out there.
Moreover, he would not allow anyone else to do evil under the name of the Ninth Emperor.
Just as Nan Xian did to Feng Ruqing.
Feng Ruqing laughed bitterly.
She was the Ninth Emperor, except that she was from a thousand years later. But her soul was still the same as it once was. That was why Nan Changfeng felt familiar and did not suspect anything.
After all…
Nan Changfeng and the Ninth Emperor were in love, and in the next life, Nan Xian and Feng Ruqing became husband and wife.
“Changfeng…” Feng Ruqing looked sideways at Nan Changfeng and smiled faintly. “I am the Ninth Emperor. There will be no change.”
“Well, I trust you… Whether you are the Ninth Emperor or not, I can tell at a glance.”
Nan Changfeng stroked her hair gently; he smiled. “I’ll warm your bed, and you can rest when it’s warm.”
Feng Ruqing was silent.
No wonder the Ninth Emperor back then failed to sleep with Nan Changfeng, leaving a feeling of deep resentment.
Nan Changfeng was indeed a bit too naive to simply warm the bed.
Even his young face showed no other emotions.
He was simply like a blank sheet of paper.
There was indeed a big difference between him and Nan Xian…
“Alright…”
Feng Ruqing smiled.
However ,this was Nan Changfeng, the man that the Ninth Emperor was deeply attached to back then.
Nan Changfeng’s bed warming was indeed just as Feng Ruqing thought. He only warmed the bed.
After the bed was warm, he climbed out of bed and let Feng Ruqing get into bed to rest.
“What about you?”
Feng Ruqing looked up at Nan Changfeng. “You’re going back to your room to rest?”
Nan Changfeng frowned. He looked at Feng Ruqing in confusion and pointed at the corner of the bed.
“I’ve always been sleeping here.”
Feng Ruqing was speechless.
She suddenly felt that the Ninth Emperor was somewhat cruel.
She could not sleep with Nan Changfeng, so she punished him by making him sleep on the floor?
“Because Jiu’er is easily hungry in the middle of the night. I’m here to take care of Jiu’er conveniently. Men and women are different. I can sleep here.”
The young man smirked. He came close to Feng Ruqing’s ear, whispering, “Jiu’er doesn’t want me to sleep on the ground?”
