The Great Han Dynasty Volume 2: The mountain has trees, and the trees have branches. One three one back gallop (one).

  Liu Ying suddenly felt like a traveler rushing through the dark night. He had been avoiding getting close to that precipice of ten thousand feet. However, the scenery on this road was too beautiful, and the darkness made him lose his direction. The sky suddenly thundered, and in the flash of lightning that illuminated the entire sky, he fearfully discovered that the cliff he had been desperately avoiding was right in front of him, just a few steps away.

  Stop daydreaming. He scolded himself. No matter what, he hoped Ah Yan was safe and happy. For now, the most important thing was to find out where she was as soon as possible.

  "Keep searching." He ordered in a cold tone, "Alive or dead—" He shook his head, refusing to accept the possibility, "In any case, Lieutenant Qi, if you can't find him, you'll be demoted."

  The long Wei River, unknowing of human joys and sorrows, silently flows on in the night, until the end of time.

  Reeds on the riverbank are rustling softly in the autumn breeze.

  With a splash, the older girl emerged from the river water, shaking off her dripping hair, and grasping the withered willow tree by the shore, panting heavily. Turning around to look at the other exhausted girl who had just swum ashore, she teased with a smile, "After all these years, let's have another swimming match, I still beat you, Yanran."

  Upon hearing that long-unheard name, Zhang Yan's emotions surged, and she retorted, "Why didn't you say you were going to jump in first and take advantage of me?" Her mood was heavy. This time she fell into the water, the city of Chang'an must be in an uproar by now. Feeling both ashamed and regretful, she couldn't help but scold Timiria, "What's wrong with you that you can't speak properly, you have to play this trick in public and jump into the river? Now look what's happened, my uncle is probably worried to death."

  "Foolish girl," Tiamat swam over and pinched her cheek, shaking her head in exasperation.

  "It's still the same as before - I'm doing it for your own good. If you always act obedient and clever, he won't treasure your kindness. You need to occasionally cause some trouble to make him worry, so that he can realize how important you are to him. We all need to learn to be better to ourselves."

  Zhang Yan was taken aback for a moment.

  The night owl let out a cry, flapped its wings and flew over the treetops. A gust of night wind blew by, she hugged her wet shoulders and shivered, complaining vaguely, "So cold."

  "Uh." Ati also shivered and said, "Let's find a place to stay for the night first. Otherwise, if we freeze to death in the outskirts of Chang'an, then there's no need to say anything else."

  A misty fog rose on the surface of the Wei River. The sound of water flowed gently. Suddenly, a faint light appeared in the distance, and a small courtyard emerged from nowhere, with no neighbors nearby, looking very strange. A woman in white pushed open the gate, carrying a lantern and walking to the riverbank, smiling. "Your Majesty the Empress, and also the Xiongnu princess, my master has been waiting for you both here for a long time." Her face was no longer young, already middle-aged.

  Zhang Yan and A'Di exchanged a glance, both of them were shocked and uncertain. Unable to hold back, she asked, "Who is your master, how did he know our identities? And how could he have known in advance that we would appear here and wait for us?"

  "Don't worry, you two. The mistress of the house doesn't have any ill intentions towards you. On the contrary, meeting her might even help clear up some of your doubts." The white-clad maid curtsied and smiled, "My name is Ciwen. As it happens, I also have some connections with Empress Zhang."

  Zhang Yan listened more and more strangely. She couldn't help but take a closer look at her. Indeed, she felt a bit familiar. For a moment, however, she couldn't think of who it was. Timirouna's face also had a bewildered expression, and suddenly smiled, "Okay, we'll go with you to see."

  She smiled and said to Zhang Yan, "The autumn night is cold, if we don't take off these wet clothes, we'll surely fall ill. And I believe that there isn't a person in this world who knows our identities and dares to be unfavorable to both of us at the same time."

  Ci smiled and held up the lantern to light the way ahead.

  The small courtyard is not large, nor is it decorated with intricate carvings or luxurious ornaments, but its layout is elegant and simple, with lush flowers and grasses. Even the column bases at the corners of the long corridors are intricately carved and polished, giving it an air more akin to a wealthy family's private villa than a humble farmhouse.

  The sound of children's laughter echoed in the great hall, a woman in gray smiled and bent down to coax two little girls with braids, then raised her head and smiled at Zhang Yan, "Empress Zhang, we meet again." Her temples were white, her voice was calm and gentle, containing the wisdom that had been precipitated over the years.

  "It's you." Zhang Yan suddenly said, "It's actually you, the female marquis of Ming Ji Pavilion." Xu Fu.

  It was not their first meeting.

  When Zhang Yan was one year old, Xu Fu went to the Zhao Wangfu to have her fortune told and predicted, "The little girl's fate is extremely noble."

  She had also entered Yanran's dream, telling her, "Are you ready for reincarnation?" Then, in their last meeting, she made Yanran travel through two thousand years to the early Han Dynasty and become Zhao Guo's main wife, Yan.

  She had gone to the Hou Mansion to ask for an audience with Xu Fu, but the female Prime Minister had long abandoned her relatives in the Hou Mansion and was traveling with her husband among the mountains and rivers of the Great Han, with no fixed route. However, she never thought that she would meet her here.

  She couldn't help but glance at Ci Wen beside her, reminiscing, "You're the one who pierced my ears back then, no, not quite." She shook her head again, "Although you look about 70 or 80 percent similar, yet somehow not quite like him."

  "Empress Zhang indeed has a keen eye." Xǔ Fù smiled and said, the pair of twin girls beside him suddenly clapped their hands and cheered, she bent down and softly cooed, picking her up. "The one who pierced your ears that day was Míng Niáng, she's only three years old now, I didn't teach her well, she's always clumsy, in the future if she offends Your Majesty, Xǔ Fù apologizes in advance."

  "For an instant, Zhang Yan was bewildered and cried out in laughter, "In my previous life, I was fine with my brother, relying on each other for survival. Why did you have to send me back to the beginning of the Han dynasty? As a fate determiner, aren't you afraid of being condemned for disrupting the cycle of reincarnation?"

  Xu Fu's eyes drooped slightly as he smiled and asked, "So, Empress, if you could go back to a thousand years ago now, would you choose to go back?"

  Zhang Yan was stunned for a moment.

  If she were still that six-year-old little girl, who had just crossed over to this unfamiliar place, wandering and unsure of the way forward, at that time, she came before herself and said to herself, "I'll take you home." She would nod resolutely without any hesitation.

  However, up until now, she has stayed in this time and space for more than seven years.

  Seven years and twenty years, one short and one long. But the emotions that have grown are the same. She spent seven years of her life to regain a sense of belonging in this time and space. Mother, father, Ah Yan, and also Liu Ying. They all became important people in her heart again. They entwined with her, making it impossible for her to let go cleanly.

  "Why must you force me into such a difficult choice?" Zhang Yan scolded, "I clearly didn't have to choose in the first place."

  After a long time, she wiped away the cold tears on her cheek and asked in a low voice, "Is... is my brother doing well?"

  "What about Zhang Guan?" Xǔ Fù asked coldly, "In the first few years after you left, he was very violent and difficult to get along with. Later on, he gradually calmed down, then met a gentle girl, married her, and lived a peaceful life until old age."

  "That's good."

  She sneezed.

  "Ah, I had almost forgotten. The queen has many questions to ask." Xǔ Fù smiled slightly, "But it's still early. Outside this courtyard, I have set up a spell, and for one night, neither the emperor's northern army nor that Hun chieftain will be able to find their way here. It's cold on an autumn night, and there is a hot spring in the lodge below. Why don't you two take a bath, change into some clothes, and then we can continue our conversation."

  Warm mist rose from the spring water, gradually filling the entire room and soothing Zhang Yan's tired nerves. Her clothes had been soaked in the icy river water all night and were now wrinkled beyond recognition. She declined Ci Wen's offer to serve her, tested the water temperature with her foot, then undressed and jumped into the pool. She swam from one side of the pool to the other, resting her face on the cold edge of the pool. She remained silent, not speaking a word.

  That exposed large piece of skin on her back, crystal clear and with a slender and delicate shape, was very beautiful. Ati looked at it from afar and sighed. Yiyou swam to her side, paddling the water with his feet, and asked, "I thought you wouldn't become the empress of Da Han again. After all, in the past, you were pitied as the historical Zhang Yan. How did you end up back where you started after going around in circles?"

  Zhang Yan raised her head and didn't answer, instead asking, "I just heard Ciren call you Qian Shi, how is it that you actually married Modu? Truly an old cow eating tender grass."

  Two people exchanged a glance and let out a sigh.

  "Come," Ati stretched out her hand, smiling brightly, "Let's reintroduce ourselves. My name is Temiruna. I'm the younger sister of Chanyu Qutur of the Xiongnu Left Worthy King and also serve as the Great Empress. This year, I'm 16 years old."

  Zhang Yan listlessly said, "You know. I am Zhang Yan, the daughter of Xuanping Hou and Lu Yuan Long Gongzhu, Empress of Emperor Hui Liu Ying. This year, I'm thirteen."

  Thirteen or sixteen, in the era of dreams, they were still innocent and carefree children. However, they became brides at a young age and became the mistresses of the two largest kingdoms in the Eastern world. Fate is sometimes really a thing that is tossed about like a leaf on the wind.

  "A Yan, do you know? After I was reborn on the grasslands, I've always thought that you would also come to this era, in the distant land of Han. Thinking like this allowed me to sleep peacefully at night for those first few years. Knowing that there's someone who will accompany me. Even though we're separated by vast distances, I'm not alone. As long as there's heart, one day we'll meet. When Liu Danru went to the Xiongnu as a princess, I wanted to ask her about your situation. However, she was just an ordinary Han person's daughter, only because of the marriage alliance was she made a princess, and knew nothing about you, the noble daughter of the Marquis of Xiping."

  Later, Liu Jiao also married into the Xiongnu. Zhang Yan said, "She is indeed a genuine and authentic Han princess, with whom I have been acquainted for a long time."

  Ati smiled without smiling, "Do you think your aunt is a thrifty lamp? If I ask too much and she gets the upper hand, who knows what kind of trouble will arise."

  "Arati," she gazed at Timirouna with a complex expression and asked, "Why aren't you Han like me?"

  About why Ah Yan could recognize Luo Mi at first glance yesterday. Well, I'll explain it. Due to the reasons of past life and present life, Zhang Yan and Di Mi Luona's appearance is still very similar to their previous lives. This is the first reason they can recognize each other. Then, after crossing over and reuniting with old friends, for a moment these two people will be very excited, this excitement is reflected in their expressions and eyes, others may not feel it, but as each other, they must be able to feel it.

  I am a reincarnated person!!!!

  Although time-traveling itself is absurd and illogical, when writing about it, I always want to give it a logical reason, so that my mind can be at peace.

  Xu Fu is a mysterious figure and belongs to the big boss of Shen Gong Bao. He rarely appears but whenever he does, it's always crucial.

  Ati, I've given up on making you like her.

  But still compress the play, where should appear, or have to appear. Just as a plot requirement.

  Draw a circle.

  May 12th, a deep memorial for fellow citizens who passed away in the Wenchuan earthquake.

  Recalling the evening of May 12th last year, I was blocked from entering my dormitory to sleep. A group of people spent the night on the playground, and when it started drizzling around 3 or 4 am, we still didn't dare go inside. So everyone grabbed umbrellas, huddled under them with blankets, chatting, feeling a bit chilly.

  After graduation, classmates rushed to all directions. In fact, I miss it a bit.

  After 700 votes, it seems like getting closer to 800 is even more imminent. ORZ. Want to see the update? Cheer up and vote with pink tickets!

  Above.