C13 The Brightest Star in the Night Sky

A gust of cold wind blew past, and the man who came and went as he pleased disappeared.

Yun Heyan looked at the wine glass in a daze, but the corner of his mouth twitched as he said something. "Liu, when can we get rid of this identity? I also want to be by Little Flower's side every day like Leng Xiyou."

"There will be such a day, Yan. Actually, there is one more thing I haven't told you. Little Flower's memory loss is not a coincidence, but inevitable. Because yesterday I accidentally found out that the prophecy Master once said was true."

Yun Heyan looked at Yun Mengxiu in shock, his eyebrows were furrowed. "What is it? You said that it is normal for Littleflower to have amnesia?"

"I'm afraid so. Master once said that. When Littleflower turned twelve years old, when the brightest star appeared in the sky, little Flower's future fate will be changed. I think Little Flower will bring us many unexpected things in the future. I don't know if it is a surprise or something?"

Yun Mengxiu's eyes were clear as he looked at the night sky. The star was shining brightly. Perhaps attracted by Yun Mengxiu's gaze, Yun Heyan could not help but look at the vast night sky.

The brightest star in the night sky was shining brightly. Perhaps, history was rewritten by this star!

Hua Moyu was expected to be unable to sleep on the first night of ancient times. This unexpected era, just like those interdimensional novels that she had read in the past, could not be verified. It could also be a forgotten time and space.

Why did she not display the shock and fear that she should have? What about this reaction that shouldn't have been there for an ordinary person?

He self-deprecatingly comforted himself. This kind of life might be better than modern life. Because, at least he was a princess now. He had a bodyguard who had always been protecting him, and a loyal little maid. There was a big house with many people surrounding him.

And in modern times? His parents went missing for an unknown reason when he was twelve. He only left a bank card for himself. The money inside was enough for him to finish studying at university. From that moment on, Mo Yu's heart was completely silent.

That year, a girl who was just about to go to middle school grew up overnight. She went to school alone. After school. He cooked and ate by himself.

The former cheerful and lively were deeply buried. Replacing it was a deep expression that never appeared in front of people. It was always quiet and low-key.

Because he was afraid of being alone, he applied for the junior major. Facing so many cute little angels every day, Mo Yu felt that this way she would not suffer from depression.

Later on, Mo Yu found that her heart also gradually became lively. However, it seemed that being lively was a little overboard, and could even be said to have evolved into a kind of melancholy realm.

It seemed that she had not told Comrade Mo Yu how to transmigrate!

Listen well, there was no plane crash or personal accident that happened to her. She just quietly took an afternoon nap. There was an afternoon nap in the kindergarten at noon. After lying on his desk and squinting for a while, he felt that his eyes were a little dazzling. He thought that someone had pulled the curtains open and opened his eyes to see the scene from before.

Alright, since you're here, you should take care of yourself! But who could tell Hua Moyu, was there any sleeping medicine in the ancient times? What if she could not sleep?

The early spring night was still somewhat chilly, and Qing Yan had already prepared a cloak for it. According to Qing Yan, this cloak was made of silver fox fur. It was very warm and also very nice to look at.

A white cape was draped over her body, like a fairy in the sky wearing feather clothing. Slowly walking out of her room, Hua Moyu decided to tour the princess mansion.

The night was always a little more elegant compared to the day, as if the air was much fresher than the day.

Hua Moyu was carried into her room by Leng Xiyou during the day, so she did not properly appreciate the scenery of her small courtyard. Although the night scenery was somewhat blurred, it was fortunate that there was still the clear moonlight accompanying her.

The small path paved with stones made people feel that the taste of the owner was still very elegant. The pavilion in front of her was Hua Moyu's favorite.

She excitedly ran into the pavilion and was immediately attracted by the sparkling lake water outside the pavilion. Children who grew up in the mainland all yearned and liked that quiet lake that was filled with tenderness.

Her slender little hands tightly held onto the railing within the pavilion. Her large eyes were filled with excitement as she continuously worshiped the scene in front of her. Especially when she discovered that there were some strange stones around the lake, and there were many small flowers growing around the strange stones. Even though it was only a small flower like that when it bloomed. However, there was an elegant fragrance.

This kind of fragrance was like the tea that he liked to drink the most in the past. It was absolutely good and cheap. Although the price was not high, the taste was very good.

It seemed that he was really fated with jasmine flowers. The corner of his mouth couldn't help but reveal the most comfortable smile he had ever had today. Suddenly, he was embraced by a warm embrace.

"Can't sleep? Why didn't you wake me up?" This voice was not unfamiliar to Hua Moyu. It was a kind of comforting existence.