"Y-you are...?" As he watched the peerless beauty before him approach with graceful steps, Chu Yun stared, dumbfounded.
Shi Jiaming's and Jin Bihan's figures overlapped in his mind. It left him utterly astonished.
"So that's how it was..." Everything from the past surged into his heart at this moment. As realization dawned on him, he was also seized by an utterly absurd feeling.
Shi Jiaming had been Jin Bihan in disguise all along.
It was not as though he had never noticed the various suspicious and strange details before, but the memories of his previous life had taken root first and shaped his assumptions.
In his mind, Princess of Dunhuang was a future King-level expert, a queen who would lead the Dunhuang Kingdom to greatness. In his previous life, he had caught only a fleeting glimpse of her, but the Dunhuang Queen's regal splendor and untouchable beauty had left an incomparably deep impression on him.
Thus, he had unconsciously overlooked all those suspicious details and oddities. How could Shi Jiaming possibly be the Dunhuang Queen?
Memory had made him, and memory had undone him.
From this perspective, the memories of his previous life had instead become an obstacle blocking Chu Yun from touching the truth. It was a barrier of the heart, both solid and fragile. Had Jin Bihan not taken the initiative to reveal her identity today, Chu Yun would never have considered this possibility. Yet once everything had been laid bare, he understood immediately.
"You fool, come with me." Jin Bihan gave a coquettish laugh, took Chu Yun's hand of her own accord, and led him deeper into the sea of flowers.
The two arrived at the pavilion in the center of the garden. Looking out, they saw a riot of purple and crimson, a hundred flowers competing