The Phoenix Reborn Book II

Chapter 150 First Life?

The moment he opened his eyes, what Liang Fenghong saw was blood that covered his palms. The light of the full moon of the night was the only illumination he had, and it added to the tension of the atmosphere with the horrifying sight he was seeing now.

Liang Fenghong felt confused, not understanding how he could end up in this kind of situation. He clearly remembered that the last time he opened his eyes, he was asleep in his room with Huang Miaoling!

“Minister .. Jiang,” called a voice that made the man turn his gaze down in confusion.

In a flash, Liang Fenghong's eyes grew bigger. ‘Lan’er!’ She wanted to scream, but she couldn't make a sound.

Under the illumination of the moon that night, there was the figure of Lan’er covered in blood in his arms. There was one stab wound that was so deep, causing blood to continue pouring out profusely.

Out of control, Liang Fenghong's lips opened issuing a question, “How do you know my name?”

That question left Liang Fenghong shocked and confused. He felt helpless and unable to do anything, as if someone else was controlling him. He can only be a spectator.

“Please ... protect the Sixth Prince,” Lan’er said, making him turn his back.

“You and the Sixth Prince ...” Liang Fenghong narrowed his eyes. “So, this is the reason Wang Wuyu killed you ...”

Lan’er coughed, spewing out a lump of blood that made his appearance even more terrifying. “He Wudi .. Li Hongxia .. and Wang Wuyu,” call Lan’er with a look of pain. “Get rid of all three ... and Wu will be safe ...”

Liang Fenghong could feel his eyes widen, his heart pounding as if surprised by Lan’er's statement. He said out of control, “What do you know about me and Wu? Who are you?”

“Meilan!”

A loud shout made Liang Fenghong avert his gaze. The rustling sound of bushes and trampled grass told him that someone was approaching.

“Go ...,” Lan’er said in a raucous voice ignoring Liang Fenghong's question. “You can't ... be here.”

Liang Fenghong could feel Lan’er touching his body lightly. However, in one blink of an eye, he was thrown behind the bush violently.

In his mind, a familiar voice echoed, ‘That girl has clearly been on the verge of death, how could she push me this far?!’

One second did Liang Fenghong need to realize that it was his own voice! That was his inner voice! He could not even control his own inner voice at this moment!

After ‘himself’ came to a realization from the shock, Liang Fenghong raised his gaze to look at Lan’er's body lying on the ground helplessly from a distance. The figure of a man who was so familiar was seen hugging half the body of the girl.

‘Wang Wuyu!’

Liang Fenghong could see Wang Wuyu saying something to Lan’er. But he can't hear anything. All the man could see was Lan’er's face looking angry.

In the next instant, Liang Fenghong saw clearly how Wang Wuyu gripped onto Lan’er's wounds without mercy, making the girl's mouth open like a shout, but unable to make a sound. Vilely, Wang Wuyu tore apart parts of the girl's body, killing her in a torturous manner.

As his body drooped limp on the ground, the two Lan’er beads directed at Liang Fenghong, tears streaming down from his fertilizer.

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“Hah!”

In an attempt to calm down, Huang Miaoling rubbed her husband's back and asked, “What's the matter?” His gaze looked worried, thinking that Liang Fenghong had dreamed of the death of the elder brother.

Liang Fenghong's breath was panting, then he turned his head to stare at Huang Miaoling for a moment. The man then took a deep breath while closing his eyes before greeting him and said, “I ... is fine.”

Huang Miaoling did not reply, but she went down the bed and poured water for her husband. While thrusting a cup filled with water, he said, “Minum.”

Liang Fenghong's head nodded, then gulped down the contents of the cup quickly. He rubbed the sweat on his forehead while giving the glass to the wife.

“I saw Lan’er,” said Liang Fenghong suddenly. “He was injured, there was a stab wound on his body. Blood continues to flow nonstop.”

After putting the cup on the table, Huang Miaoling sat back on the bed while waiting for the continuation of the husband's speech.

“However, I didn't do anything. Besides, I was in a dream like I didn't know him,” continued Liang Fenghong with a linked eyebrow. “She called me Minister Liang, my post in last life. However, he asked me to protect Wang Chengliu.” The man raised his gaze to look at the wife.

“Wang Chengliu?” Huang Miaoling repeated Liang Fenghong's words, feeling very strange. “Wait, didn't you first meet Lan’er ... when you wanted to attack Wang Chengliu?”

Liang Fenghong tried to recall the situation in his dream. “That place ... that place looks like Qiufeng Ting [1].”

“What?”

In silence, Huang Miaoling listened to Liang Fenghong tell him what he saw in his dream. This made Huang Miaoling's face look confused.

Originally, Huang Miaoling had thought that Lan’er had come to Liang Fenghong's dream to convey something. However, it looks like this is a memory.

“I'm sure it's not a memory in last life!” liang Fenghong. “I'm sure of it. It makes no sense how Lan’er asked me to protect Wang Chengliu when in life then he himself told me to kill that man!”

Liang Fenghong's statement made the two people speechless, recalling Huang Junyi's question. “With such power, what makes you think that what you see and remember is the reality?”

From Liang Fenghong's story, it was absurd how Huang Miaoling did not remember the figure of Lan’er if the girl had a close relationship with Wang Chengliu in the past life. Besides, Wang Wuyu killed Lan’er? What advantage? How was he able to do it when Lu Si was by the girl's side?!

‘Is it possible that Lan’er erased some of my memories?’ huang Miaoling. ‘However, with how vivid my memory of past lives is, it would make no sense if he erased such an important event!’

One question that stuck Huang Miaoling's heart was .. What was the relationship between Lan’er and Wang Chengliu? What happened so that Lan’er who was in the dream asked Liang Fenghong to protect Wang Chengliu .. turned to want the death of the man?

Suddenly, Huang Miaoling's face changed. The confusion that had appeared, now turned into a frown full of suspicion and fear.

“A Feng ...,” call Huang Miaoling with vibrating voice. “If it is true Lan’er is able to turn the time around, what guarantees that past life is ...our first life?"

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[1] Qiufeng Ting: if anyone forgets, this is the Autumn Wind pavilion that Emperor Weixin made for Yang Changxi, his mother Wang Junsi.

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A/N: Hmm, let's play guess2an, try to connect the dreams of Wang Chengliu and Liang Fenghong! Why did these two men start dreaming of such a thing?