My System Is Three Thousand Years Early

Cheng Guang stepped into the courtyard, his gaze briefly sweeping in the direction of Granny Qianhua.

"Granny must have noticed me."

"The perceptual abilities of a senior Sky-Man should not be underestimated."

Cheng Guang said as he entered the courtyard.

He noticed that inside the courtyard, a bedroom still had candlelight.

The candlelight cast a silhouette on the paper window.

It was Ning Qianxue.

Cheng Guang watched Ning Qianxue’s silhouette, his eyes narrowing slightly.

"She is still here, she hasn’t left."

Cheng Guang was somewhat surprised, but his heart felt warmer.

Previously, Cheng Guang had felt that Ning Qianxue would leave.

But Ning Qianxue had not left.

This time Cheng Guang still felt that Ning Qianxue, who had awakened her memories from a previous life, would leave.

But.

Ning Qianxue still hadn’t left.

Twice now.

Ning Qianxue probably wouldn’t leave anymore.

Cheng Guang pondered in his heart.

He walked slowly towards the bedroom.

When he arrived at the bedroom door, just as he was about to push it open,

a faint sound of footsteps came from the side, followed by a low exclamation in Cheng Guang’s ear.

"Princely Heir, you’re back?"

Cheng Guang turned his head to look to the side.

Qing Luan, holding a basin of hot water, stood there looking charming.

Qing Luan’s hair, tied behind her head, made her appearance neat.

Her eyes smiled.

The beauty remained.

Cheng Guang looked at Qing Luan, a warm current surged in his heart, then he nodded slightly and couldn’t help but reach out to gently rub the top of Qing Luan’s head.

"Sister Qing Luan, I am back."

Cheng Guang spoke with a smile.

Qing Luan had already been happy when she saw Cheng Guang.

After all, Cheng Guang had been gone for several days without a trace.

And they were still at the Taihao Sword Sect.

If something had gone wrong, other than Ning Qianxue, Qing Luan had no one to turn to and could only worry helplessly.

But.

Hearing Cheng Guang call her sister, Qing Luan froze.

The happiness turned into an inexplicable emotion.

When was the last time the Princely Heir called her Sister Qing Luan?

It must have been a long time.

This title made Qing Luan feel unexpectedly intimate.

Qing Luan’s hands tightly gripped the basin of hot water, just as she wanted to say something,

at this moment, the wooden door slowly opened.

Ning Qianxue, draped in her robe, with a trace of fatigue in her eyes, yawned.

"Qing Luan, who are you talking to outside the door?"

Ning Qianxue seemed not to have sensed Cheng Guang’s presence.

So when she pushed the door open, she subconsciously said that.

Before she finished speaking,

Ning Qianxue’s gaze had already fallen on Cheng Guang.

"Princely Heir, you’re back?"

Ning Qianxue’s eyes brightened.

Her beautiful brows and eyes seemed to blossom with flowers.

Hearing the door open, Cheng Guang shifted his gaze over to Ning Qianxue.

Seeing Ning Qianxue’s appearance,

Cheng Guang’s eyes also brightened.

Ning Qianxue had changed her appearance again.

Not to say that her facial features had undergone major changes, but because Ning Qianxue’s aura and the expression in her eyes made Cheng Guang feel as if she were a fairy living high above in the heavens,

truly untouched by the mortal world.

Cheng Guang looked at Ning Qianxue, nodded with a smile, "Yes, I came back as soon as I was done."

Ning Qianxue also hadn’t expected Cheng Guang to return so suddenly, feeling a bit happy, then she grabbed Cheng Guang’s hand, ready to pull him into the room.

As Ning Qianxue was about to pull Cheng Guang into the room, she turned to Qing Luan and added a sentence.

"Qing Luan, no need for the hot water, Princely Heir and I have something to discuss."

"You should rest early."

After Ning Qianxue spoke, she gently closed the door.

Once the door was shut, Qing Luan stood outside, still not coming to her senses.

Then she looked down at the basin of hot water.

She sighed inexplicably.

And turned to leave.

Cheng Guang watched Qing Luan’s departing figure, wanting to say something, but before he could speak, Ning Qianxue had already spoken from behind him.

"Princely Heir."

"Do you want to know who I was in my past life?"

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