novelhk Chapter 222 Is it him?
Chapter 222 Is it him?
Jiang Zhiyu reached out and picked up the piece from the wooden box. It looked familiar yet strange - the Hetian jade nine-ring piece.
A thousand years ago, when she was training in the military camp of the Great Xia Dynasty, General Mu Xuan gave her a nine-ring linkage that was almost identical except for the wear and tear.
In that era, the Nine Rings was a military training tool that could train soldiers' intelligence and patience.
Almost every batch of new recruits and royal children attending school had to endure the "torture" of the Nine Rings. Some of them were unable to untie it even when they were officially enlisted.
As the first student in that class to solve the Nine Rings Link, Jiang Zhiyu naturally received special favor from General Mu Xuan, who specially carved a Nine Rings Link made of Hetian jade as a gift to her.
Just like the nine-ring chain in her hand at this moment, it is exactly the same.
Jiang Zhiyu stroked the warm material of Hetian jade and looked at Su Hemian calmly, as if he wanted to see something from his eyes.
However, Su Hemian remained honest, without even a trace of impurities in his eyes.
"Thank you." Jiang Zhiyu smiled softly and put away the Nine Links in his hand. "But why this?"
Somehow, she suddenly remembered the divine rose that was supposed to be in Su Hemian's yard.
Is there any connection between these two?
"Do you like it?" Su Hemian avoided the question and just looked at Jiang Zhiyu quietly, as if he wanted to take in all her subtle expressions.
"I used to have a similar one, um, a toy." Jiang Zhiyu picked up the milk and said tentatively.
"Really?" Su Hemian's eyes moved slightly, "So was it finally solved?"
"Of course." Jiang Zhiyu nodded and smiled softly, "When I was a kid, I was also very smart."
"Well, you have always been smart." Su Hemian nodded and said with a smile.
The scenery outside the car window receded rapidly like a river, and neither of them spoke again.
Jiang Zhiyu took out his mobile phone, opened an orange software and searched for the style of the Nine Rings a thousand years later.
Sure enough, there was no other one exactly like hers.
So, where did this nine-ring chain in the box come from?
Jiang Zhiyu narrowed her eyes slightly, and suddenly remembered the SFB auction that Han Shuyi had taken her to before.
The material of Hetian jade is not cheap.
Could it be that this Nine-Ring Chain was bought from a high-end luxury goods auction?
With this in mind, she had already begun searching for information about recent high-end auctions at home and abroad.
Su Hemian looked at the reflection on the car window glass, smiled slightly, and became more determined in what he thought.
"I bought the raw stone for this Nine-Linked Ring and asked Master Chuan Yi to carve it for me." He curled his lips slightly, "I guess you won't be able to find anything on the Internet."
"So," Jiang Zhiyu calmly put away his phone, with a hint of smile in his eyes, "are you planning to tell me?"
"What do you want to ask?" Su Hemian was slightly stunned, but quickly reacted and smiled softly.
"I've never seen this style of Nine Rings before." Jiang Zhiyu opened the box again and asked indifferently.
"Yes." Su Hemian nodded without hiding anything, "I designed it."
"You, designed this?" Jiang Zhiyu raised his eyebrows slightly.
"If I say I saw it in a dream." Su Hemian looked at Jiang Zhiyu, "Do you believe me?"
In a dream?
Jiang Zhiyu's hand, which was stroking the box, paused slightly, and suddenly he saw the blood-red ribbon on his wrist.
Could it be that last time, Su Hemian accidentally touched the ribbon and fell into a brief dizziness?
And this dizziness, even if it is in a dream?
Su Hemian, what is the relationship between you and yourself a thousand years ago?
Why don't I have any impression of his appearance except for his eyes?
"Whether you believe it or not, it depends on what else is in this dream." Jiang Zhiyu raised his eyes slightly and looked at Su Hemian. There was suddenly a bit of seriousness in his eyes.
"I seem to have dreamed about my past life." Su Hemian sat upright, with a hint of tentativeness in his tone, "Because of my low status, I am only allowed to wear a particularly terrifying mask and walk in front of everyone."
Low status, mask?
Suddenly, Jiang Zhiyu felt dizzy and the figure in black armor suddenly appeared in his mind.
It's him?
It was an afternoon a thousand years ago. The autumn was getting deeper. Jiang Zhiyu had just been punished and walked silently from the academy to the bridge.
But I saw a young man wearing a scary mask, leaning against a tree, covering his wound, with a look of indifference in his eyes.
"Oh! Yes, there is an assassin!" Jiang Zhiyu's maid Jasmine screamed immediately.
“Shut up!” the young man growled, and moved quickly. Before Jiang Zhiyu could see clearly, he had already reached out and knocked Jasmine unconscious.
Jiang Zhiyu, who was only in his teens at the time, was startled. While he was on guard with his hands, he was trying to figure out the boy's identity in his heart.
"Aren't you afraid of me?" The young man wiped the blood from his lips and looked at Jiang Zhiyu fiercely. He saw that although she was young, she didn't look panicked at all.
"Are all hostages from vassal states so rude?" Jiang Zhiyu opened his lips slightly, not giving in at all. "Since you are here to see me, why don't you kneel?"
"Princess of Great Xia?"
The young man frowned, reacted quickly, and immediately performed a standard subject's salute, but he was still a little surprised in his heart.
This was the second time he met the Princess of Daxia.
As the lowest-ranking member of the Proton Group, he was never allowed to go out. Even if he went out occasionally, he had to wear the most terrifying mask.
Normally, people would avoid him when they saw him, let alone now, when he had horrific wounds on his body.
This young princess was not only not afraid of him at all, she even made her own judgment and revealed his identity in one sentence.
The young man looked at Jiang Zhiyu silently. He was indeed the heir personally trained by Emperor Yanxi.
It’s a pity that many years later, it cannot escape the fate of being buried by the wheels of history.
"Since you injured Jasmine, you should go to the front and guard for her." The young Jiang Zhiyu was a little annoyed by the boy's pitying eyes, "Don't let anyone come over."
"Yes." The boy was a little surprised, but finally nodded and agreed.
That day, he quietly stayed with Jiang Zhiyu from late afternoon to sunset.
He didn't ask her why she came here to be so upset.
She also didn't ask him where the wound came from or whether he was bullied.
The two of them tacitly didn't say anything, but it seemed like they said a lot.
From then on, the bridge planted with sycamore trees became their common "leisure paradise".
They recited music and wrote essays together, practiced martial arts and played chess together, and even solved General Mu Xuan's... Nine Rings together.
The strange thing is that Jiang Zhiyu never thought of taking off the boy's mask to have a look, and the boy never thought of telling Jiang Zhiyu his name.
until--
The day his father died and he was sent back to his country.
Jiang Zhiyu felt a little disappointed and silently drank the tea that she had spent the whole morning making.
And that day was her thirteenth birthday.