o burn to the bottom, the fragrance gradually changed.


When the strange fragrance wafted into his nose, the man in brocade clothes suddenly felt a tyrannical aura in his body rushing to his chest and veins, and he thought something was wrong in his heart.
The hand holding the paintbrush trembled suddenly, and the pen holder fell off, staining the precious paper, then his body softened, and he fainted directly on the desk.


Immediately after, from the beam of the room noiselessly fell a man dressed in black, draped in a long black cloak, the cloak as deep as the ink color rolling, the corner of the robe inconspicuous, embroidered with a silver sword.


The man in black didn't look very young anymore, with a serious face and an astonishing aura.
Although his expression barely maintained his composure, the anxiety in his eyes was beyond words.


He embraced the fainted brocade-clothed man in his arms, and then placed one hand against his back, passing the thick internal energy to him continuously, then he picked him up with the other hand, and walked towards the east wing of the study.


But at this time, inside the man's clothes in brocade clothes, a stream of light suddenly flashed on the surface of an exquisite black jade pendant on his chest, and then it lost its luster and became extremely dim, as if it had turned into a piece of inferior jade in an instant….


After a long while, the man suddenly woke up in the arms of the man in black, but he was already a soul who had traveled through from later generations.




In the wing room, the man in brocade clothes, who has always behaved elegantly, now has slightly disheveled hair and lost his mind.
And the man in black seemed to have expected this situation long ago, tightly grasping the man's palm, never stopping the transmission of internal force.


At the same time, his eyes flickered slightly, and with the other hand he slowly and firmly…
took off his long black cloak.




So what happened later? Many years later, Pei Nianyu gave He Qi, the deputy commander of the shadow guards, a task.
This task was to record the past history.


However, it is clear that He Qi has not been able to complete the task of the master well.
He knelt on the ground, not daring to look at the stack of files in his master's hand.




“This is the result of your research? — “I have consulted the information for many years, that the historical research here is still blank, to be studied by future generations” ……
what a set you have written this literature review! Do you know that the external review of the paper will be unqualified!”


He Qi is very aggrieved: “Master, it's not that I'm not diligent to check.
It is the record of that night, I have checked many documents, the abstracts of those documents are all the words, full of content, full of dry goods, I think it is a record of what happened between you and Commander Lou that night.”


“But when I opened that document, I saw that it was full of four words that were repeated – Wen…Ming…Qing…Lang!”


“This cryptic language is full of three hundred and ninety-four words that should have been recorded, my subordinates are incompetent and really can't decipher this mysterious secret language.”


Pei Nian Yu sighed: “So that's how it is, it's not your fault, I think it's because the history of that day is not to be heard in the world, so the heavenly law let you not see.”




I do not know how long has passed.


are you awake?”


A low, hoarse man's voice woke Pei Nian Yu from the darkness.


Pei Nian opened his eyes and his mind sank, as if he had just had a deep, long and pleasant sleep.


——However, his heart was very heavy.


Car accidents happen every year, and it's not uncommon to be worn out because of a car accident.


But after wearing it, he found that he didn't know what kind of indescribable medicine he had taken.
He was in an indescribable state.
His body was in great pain as if it was about to burst.
In the end, he couldn't control himself and finally put a subordinate in black to sleep.
It didn't seem so good…


God is so pitiful, he has always been a law-abiding citizen since he was a child, who would have thought that he would encounter such a bloody thing during this time travel.


Pei Nian Yu sighed silently in his heart, could it be that ……
the fortune teller he ran into this morning was telling the truth?


He was quite unbelievable.


The note that the fortune teller gave him said that he would travel back to his previous life to have good luck.
This fact was too unbelievable, and he naturally didn't believe it at all.


But now…
He recalled the short memory when he first transmigrated, and Pei Nianyu, who had been single for more than twenty years, suddenly felt some indescribable subtle emotions.


“Master ……?”


Pei Nianyu turned his head to look, and there was a man in black kneeling by the couch, his hair untied and his clothes a little messy.


The man was about thirty years old, and his face was not very young.
His brows are calm, although his facial features are not very handsome, but they are upright and straight, his eyebrows are long and powerful, as unshakable as a mountain.


The first impression it gave him was…
like a light-colored painting with neat strokes, although it is not thick and colorful, it is very eye-catching.


It's just that the man's complexion was a little pale, his lips were faintly blue, and he seemed to be enduring something, but he didn't seem to realize it, and still looked up at Pei Nianyu intently.


“Lou…Ye Feng…?”


A familiar memory of déjà vu ran into his mind, allowing him to call out the name of the person in front of him at once.


Pei Nianyu's heart moved, is this his own peach blossom luck, and what did the so-called “past life” refer to?




Thinking about his past life, Pei Nianyu suddenly felt countless information and memories pouring into his brain, and he suddenly had a splitting headache.


Before he could say something to comfort the man he had “bullied”, before he could ask why this man had not resisted him, his vision went dark and his consciousness sank instantly.


“Master ……!”


The last image before he fell unconscious was the suddenly concerned and anxious gaze of the man named Lou Yefeng.





*Peach Blossom Luck – Good Luck 


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