Mo Yunchen’s bewitching face flickered with light and contemplation. This tomb actually had so many traps—Thousand Corpse Worms, Blood Vine, and those obviously poisonous arrows. Just one wrong press of a character and they would all die on the spot, with no chance of escape.
Qin Qin, listening to Mo Yunchen, stepped forward. When she saw the characters for "Sky Street—Rain," her heart skipped a beat, then she looked at the dozen or so characters below. When her eyes fell upon one of them, her heart violently jumped.
Sky Street Clear Rain! Could that be the code? If so, did this tomb belong to that person?
She still remembered, a thousand years ago in an alley on Sky Street, she saved that person.
He said she was a ray of light in his darkness, just like clear rain washing away the gloom in his heart.
Sky Street Clear Rain; they had met amidst the fine rain of Sky Street, so he kept mentioning Sky Street Clear Rain as their secret code.
This tomb... could it be his? Had he become an emperor?!
Qin Qin’s abnormal behavior didn’t escape Mo Yunchen’s attention, a dark light flashed in his eyes, "What’s wrong?"
Qin Qin snapped back to reality and forced a smile, "I’m fine, just remembered some things, that’s all."
She never liked that man. She knew he liked her, but during the Nine Princes’ struggle for power, full of peril, she didn’t wish to get involved, even hiding away in the Ghost Doctor Sect forever, not wanting to see him again, fearing she would become a tool used by others.
Having been reborn into this world, she never cared for the affairs of that old world and didn’t know what had become of him.
If this tomb really belonged to him, then he had succeeded! He had become an emperor.
"Let’s go, there’s probably nothing here. We should look for another way out," she suggested.
Let it all be buried, a thousand years have passed, why disturb it now? Now she was Qin Qin, no longer Qin Qing; even if she were Qin Qing, what did it have to do with her? Let the past stay in the past.
Don’t go, Master, don’t go, inside there is a Heavenly Bead!
Just as Qin Qin was about to turn away, she heard Xiao Fong’s excited voice again.
She looked at the Stone Gate in surprise. There was a Heavenly Bead inside?!
"What are you avoiding?!" For the first time, Mo Yunchen grabbed Qin Qin’s hands firmly, refusing to let her escape. He noticed that ever since Qin Qin saw those characters, she had been acting strange, even suddenly saying they shouldn’t go in. He wanted to know why.
Qin Qin was startled and looked at Mo Yunchen but couldn’t meet his probing obsidian-like eyes. It was as if those phoenix eyes were staring directly into her heart, trying to see what she was really thinking.
"I’m not!" she retorted weakly, turned around, and clenched her fists. She was afraid; she was actually a bit scared.
She was willing to share the secret of her space with Mo Yunchen, but she feared letting him know about this. She was afraid that maybe one day her soul would leave this body? After all, from the very beginning, this body hadn’t belonged to her; she was like an invader, taking over the body that belonged to Qin Qin, usurping her father. What if Mo Yunchen found out that she wasn’t the real Qin Qin, would he...? She didn’t want to think about it, nor did she dare.
Qin Qin didn’t notice the sudden change in Mo Yunchen’s breath. He knew she was avoiding something, but at this moment, she was unwilling to tell him, filling him with frustration and distress. For the first time, the usually powerful Mo Yunchen was feeling dejected and distressed. How ironic!
"Fine, I won’t force you!" Mo Yunchen said, his expression dark as he took her hand and led her toward an exit in another Stone Gate. "Let’s find another way out."
Qin Qin looked at Mo Yunchen with complex emotions. His large palm covered her slender hand, warm at the center.
Stepping out of the Stone Gate and just reaching the corridor, Qin Qin suddenly halted, "Mo Yunchen, if... if I’m not who I am, what would you do?"
Would he despise her, would he stop liking her? Would he leave?
She actually felt afraid. Was this the insecurity that came with love?
Without love, she was strong and confident. With love, she actually became frightened!
Mo Yunchen stopped in his tracks; he didn’t turn around, his broad, strong back facing Qin Qin.
After a long while, Mo Yunchen turned his head and locked eyes with Qin Qin, his sexy voice hoarse, "What are you trying to say?"
He knew something was off with her; she didn’t usually make pointless remarks. Since she had mentioned this, there must be a reason, but what was it that he didn’t understand?
What did she mean by ’I am not I’?
"Do you believe in rebirth? Do you believe a person from a thousand years ago could come to the future world? Do you believe...?"