After taking a careful look, Su Qiao gazed at the man curiously. "Don't tell me you drew this after watching my singing video?"
This was clearly how she had looked at her empress coronation ceremony in the previous plane. Little Four had previously used it as the backdrop for a classical-style song.
Lu Jingheng's eyes turned strange and unfathomable as he said quietly, "I drew all of these before I knew you."
Su Qiao froze. "Impossible!"
Lu Jingheng stared fixedly at her with his dark eyes. "I started having a dream when I was very young."
"In that dream, there was a woman with flowing black hair. She wore a golden-thread Phoenix Robe and a golden phoenix headdress, standing with her hands folded on that lofty altar. Her eyes were cool and indifferent as she gazed into the distance."
"At first, the dream wasn't clear. But as I grew older, the scene became clearer and clearer. Yet aside from a pair of eyes, the woman's face remained blurred."
"I secretly consulted many psychologists, but they all told me that I was dreaming at night about what I thought about during the day, and that the person in my dream could never appear in reality. But I didn't believe them."
"During all those years abroad, I came back once every year to search everywhere for this person, but I never found anything. In the end, despite my parents' opposition, I transferred part of my business back here and moved back to the country alone."
Su Qiao was completely dumbfounded.
Little Four, could he one day also possess memories from his past planes like I do?
This... probably won't happen, right? But the Great Demon King's soul really is incredibly powerful.
"You don't believe me?"
Seeing the dazed look on her face,