bestfiction Chapter 306 A Simple Wish
Chapter 306 A Simple Wish
"I'm telling the truth. And, it's not just me and my sister. Daddy, your favorite person is obviously Mommy. I know that Daddy, you pester Mommy to sleep with her every night, and you also..."
"That's enough! You little brat! How can you be so careless with your words?" Duke Yi saw Qin Yuehua's glare and smiled awkwardly but politely, "Yue'er, listen to my excuses... No, listen to my explanation!"
"Qianyuan, take your sister out to play." Qin Yuehua didn't give Duke Yi any chance at all. She stuffed Yi Qianhuan in her arms to Yi Qianyuan and walked into Duke Yi's mansion first.
The Duke of Italy was so excited that he hurried to coax his wife.
Yi Qianhuan was carried into Duke Yi's mansion by Yi Qianyuan.
Following Yi Qianyuan all the way, Yi Qianhuan tried hard to communicate with Yi Qianyuan, but was still unable to express what he meant.
Who made her just a powerless little baby!
However, she was very clear that the reason why she became like this in Yi Qianyuan's dream was entirely because in Yi Qianyuan's dream, her age was the happiest time for Yi Qianyuan.
Her growth and all the changes in the dream were facts that Yi Qianyuan did not want to face.
As long as she could guide Yi Qianyuan, she could break free and communicate with Yi Qianyuan face to face.
However, how can she find the breakthrough point to guide Yi Qianyuan?
After a busy day, Yi Qianhuan did not gain anything. At night, she lay in her crib and asked the Uncrowned Mirror in her heart: "Mirror Spirit, how can I return to the way I was and communicate with my brother?"
"This is not easy. Your current state is equivalent to what Yi Qianyuan expects you to maintain. If you want to restore your original state, it is equivalent to forcing Yi Qianyuan to realize the truth of the facts. In other words, you need to break the beauty in his dream and force his consciousness to awaken."
"In other words, I have to destroy the beautiful memories of my elder brother with my own hands." Yi Qianhuan said this, and felt a sharp pain in his heart.
The eldest brother’s dream was simple and unpretentious, it was just that his family of four lived a harmonious life.
It seems that all this is what the eldest brother misses and desires.
However, she wanted to destroy the happy memories in her eldest brother's heart with her own hands.
"That's right. But this process will be painful for you, Yi Qianhuan. Remember your purpose and don't be fooled by anything in the dream. Once you waver, you will be left here forever."
"I understand." Yi Qianhuan promised Jing Ling. Then, she used all her strength to tear off the baby's clothes on her body and climbed over the railing of the nursery with great effort.
His body fell towards the ground, and Yi Qianhuan sat down heavily on the ground.
"Ouch..." Yi Qianhuan felt pain and stood up while rubbing his butt. Then he found that his body had changed from a baby to a three or four-year-old child.
After realizing that what he did was useful, Yi Qianhuan stood on tiptoe to reach a pair of scissors placed at the foot of the table and walked towards the bed.
On the bed, the Duke of Yi held Qin Yuehua, who had her back to him, in his arms.
The couple was completely asleep and didn't notice that Yi Qianhuan had climbed up to the bed and stood in front of them with a pair of scissors.
Looking at the sleeping couple, Yi Qianhuan couldn't put down the scissors in his hand.
Just as she was hesitating, Qin Yuehua, who was still sleeping, opened her eyes.
Seeing Yi Qianhuan who had grown up in a short time, Qin Yuehua did not feel any surprise, but opened her arms and reached out to hug Yi Qianhuan, "Huan'er, did you have a nightmare? Don't be afraid, mother is here, mother will always be with you."
Yi Qianhuan's heart moved violently.
She knew very well that this was her body's subconscious desire for maternal love.
Even if she is not the real Yi Qianhuan, she will still be shaken.
However, her hesitation only lasted for a moment.
"If something is gone, it's gone. There's no point in trying to cover it up." After taking a deep breath, Yi Qianhuan directly pierced Qin Yuehua's throat with scissors.
Blood splattered on his face, but Yi Qianhuan couldn't feel any of the warmth that should belong to the blood.
Her heart turned cold, and when she looked up, she found that the Italian was looking at her with a very numb look.
This look was not what a living person should have. It was completely different from the residual soul of Duke Yi that Yi Qianhuan had seen before.
The Duke of Yi is not the real Duke of Yi, this is just a part of Yi Qianyuan’s beautiful memories.
Yi Qianhuan attacked again, and this time pierced Duke Yi's throat.
The blood splattered on his face. Although it was bright red, it had no temperature and even the smell of blood disappeared.
Yi Qianhuan took a deep breath, sat up, then looked down at his palms.
Her body recovered further and she had turned into a girl of sixteen or seventeen.
She is almost there and she will be able to meet her real big brother.
"Huan'er, what are you doing?"
At this moment, Yi Qianhuan suddenly heard a trembling voice coming from behind him.
Turning his head and looking behind him, Yi Qianhuan saw Yi Qianyuan, who was about seven or eight years old.
Yi Qianyuan's face turned pale. When he saw the corpse on the bed, his thin body suddenly trembled as if stimulated.
“No, don’t…” A look of resistance flashed in Yi Qianyuan’s eyes. He turned around and ran, but because his body had not fully recovered, he could not keep his balance. With a dull thud, he fell to the ground.
Yi Qianhuan watched Yi Qianyuan crawling while digging at the ground with his hands, a look of helplessness flashing in his eyes. This time, he directly pierced his throat with the scissors.
There was no pain as imagined, but Yi Qianhuan heard a cracking sound in the air.
Immediately afterwards, everything in front of me collapsed like a broken mirror, and a strong smell of blood came over me.
The strong wind blew up the yellow sand on the ground, and looking around, the ground was littered with the bodies of soldiers.
The bodies of the soldiers from Yun Zhao Kingdom and the enemy country, some intact and some incomplete, were stacked on top of each other, their blood mixed with blood, making it impossible to tell whether they were their own or the enemy's.
The bright red color was so dazzling. There was a fire on the battlefield that had not yet been extinguished. It had burned some corpses and emitted an even more disgusting smell.
Yi Qianhuan felt that the scene before her was very familiar, and it was becoming more and more like what she had dreamed of.
She climbed up the sand slope in front of her and saw a man in armor.
The man's body was covered with wounds. His right arm was completely twisted and the bones were completely broken. A lot of the armor on his body had been cut off. There was a horizontal wound on his stomach that opened and closed with his breathing, and one could even see his internal organs beating inside.
He held a broken sword in his hand and a flag of the Yunzhao Kingdom was stuck beside him.
He didn't move at all, as if his whole body was frozen in time.