My Koi Sister is Three and a Half Years Old

"This aged wine gets better and better as it ages."

"Before I even opened the lid, I could smell the strong aroma. It must have been more than ten years ago."

The prince poured a glass for His Majesty.

"Oh, the color is darker than in previous years." Wang Gonggong took one look and said with a smile.

When the emperor and empress got married, the color was slightly lighter.

"Golden in color and rich in aroma."

After the prince finished speaking, he handed it to His Majesty.

Fu Jiuxiao waved his hand: "I will do it myself."

The prince stepped back.

"I'll be alone for a while."

The prince nodded slightly, stepped back, brought a large cloak to His Majesty, and then left the hall.

Fu Jiuxiao held the wine altar and the wine glass, and headed towards the sacrificial hall.

Wherever Suisui is, there he is.

Every day, he huddled in front of the futon in the sacrificial hall, accompanying his wife.

Standing outside the sacrificial hall at this moment, the little clay figurine moved slightly.

"Suisui, do you want to taste the red wine from our wedding?"

Fu Jiuxiao brought a small table and placed it between the two futons, with the food he brought from the imperial dining room in between. All are Suisui's favorite things.

"Suisui, do you want to try it?"

The beggar's chicken is steaming hot. Several kinds of medicinal materials are used in the chicken belly, which is mixed with the aroma of chicken, making it particularly appetizing.

The little clay figurine seemed to stretch its arms and move cautiously.

Fu Jiuxiao pretended not to notice, took out two wine glasses and filled half a glass of wine.

The beggar's chicken is very tender, and you can tear off the drumsticks with just one tear.

Juice splashed everywhere, and he seemed to hear the sound of swallowing.

His little Sui Sui is still as cute as before.

He glanced secretly and saw the little clay figurine wiping the corners of his mouth mischievously. There were suspicious water stains on the corners of the clay figurine's mouth.

"You really don't want to try it? This Buddha jumped over the wall and simmered for three days and three nights."

"The beggar's chicken melts in your mouth. The juice is fresh and sweet. No wonder you liked it back then..."

"And this jar of wine..." Fu Jiuxiao coaxed him for a while before he saw a spiritual energy coming out of the clay figurine.

When the aura fell to the ground, he transformed into a little girl in her twenties and eighties.

The little girl has a transparent figure, and is still the most quintessence of spirit in the world. She has not yet recovered her original memory, and can only vaguely follow her former instincts.

She tilted her head and looked at Fu Jiuxiao.

She felt both strange and indescribably familiar.

He always looks at himself with sad eyes and talks a lot.

He always puts the clay figure on his chest and listens to his heartbeat.

He always held himself in tears for countless nights, and the sadness almost overwhelmed her.

She had been a little wary, but she gradually relaxed.

Looking at the food on the table, it was not something expensive, but it was very attractive to her.

Except for the death of the empress last time, this was the first time she appeared in front of Fu Jiuxiao.

Fu Jiuxiao was nervous and looking forward to it, suppressing her emotions tightly for fear of scaring Suisui.

She took a step towards Fu Jiuxiao.

Sudden...

There was a bell ringing outside the palace gate.

"This is the bell that chimes the time in Beijing. There will be three chimes at noon every day." Fu Jiuxiao explained in a low voice.

But Suisui's eyes were in a daze.

His steps paused, and he suddenly wanted to walk out the door.

"I seem...to have forgotten something." She murmured softly.

"What did you forget?" She knocked on her head.

After gathering her soul, she can break away from the shackles between heaven and earth.

But saving the world has long become an instinct engraved in one's bones.

"Save the world, save the world..."

"Save the world, save the world..." She murmured in a low voice, then raised her head suddenly, her voice getting louder and louder, her expression slightly panicked.

"I want to save the world, I want to save the world, but I haven't saved the world yet, I haven't saved the world yet..."

She tried to rush out of the sacrificial hall.

There was a prison left by the Buddha in the hall, and there were clay figures that separated the heaven and the earth, so she couldn't get out for the time being.

She turned her head, with a rare expression of panic and a hint of pleading.

"I want to save the world! I want to sacrifice!" she whispered.

Fu Jiuxiao's heart felt like a knife piercing her heart. If her soul hadn't been reunited, how many times would she have been reincarnated tirelessly and painfully?

Even though she was isolated from the influence of heaven and earth, so many sacrifices had already been engraved in her bones.

Fu Jiuxiao's eyes were red: "Suisui... Suisui, there is no need for sacrifice, no need for salvation, everything is over."

He wanted to hold Suisui's hand, but he penetrated Suisui's body directly.

Suisui is a spirit body that has not yet condensed into substance and cannot touch her at all.

Fu Jiuxiao was shaking all over in pain, but he didn't dare to disturb her.

He temporarily released his confinement, took Suisui all the way out of the palace, and flew into the sky.

The remnant of her soul has entered the clay figure and cannot leave the clay figure.

Fu Jiuxiao took her to stand above the clouds. He whispered: "Suisui, would you like to take a look?"

"It would be nice to take a look."

Suisui didn't dare, she covered her eyes, she didn't dare.

"Mountains and rivers are shattered, the country is withering... all living beings are in ruins..." she lamented. She seemed to be trapped in horrifying memories. She didn't even dare to look down at all living beings.

Fu Jiuxiao held back her heartache and said, "Look, there are thousands of lights underneath, and with laughter, everything is over."

She didn't dare to open her eyes, and Fu Jiuxiao described it to her word for word.

She seemed to be moved and wanted to take a look.

He only dared to secretly open his fingers a little, and looked down cutely and pitifully.

The lights illuminated the entire world like a long dragon.

She was stunned for a moment.

"The country is stable, the mountains and rivers are intact, and the people are happy. These are all brought by Suisui."

"Every light here exists because of you."

"Suisui, don't save the world, you can stop. There is no need to save the world anymore." Fu Jiuxiao cried blood every word, his Suisui was in too much pain.

He had stopped Suisui countless times, but he almost went crazy watching her sacrifice without hesitation time and time again.

Suisui stared blankly at the mortal world.

"But I was born to save the world. If I am no longer needed to save the world, what is my meaning?" She looked confused and even felt a little scared.

She looked at Fu Jiuxiao.

"My remnant souls come from all over the three realms, and every remnant soul has your presence. So..."

"Should I live for you?"

Fu Jiuxiao looked at her deeply and shook his head slowly.

"Suisui, you have to live for yourself."

"I love you deeply, but I want you to love me even more."

He slowly reached out his hand and caressed her cheek.

"Not for the world, not for the children, not for anyone else, live your life for yourself."

The little girl's eyes are bright and dazzling.

For the first time, someone told her, you have to live for yourself.

"What about you? Why don't you live for yourself?" She asked Fu Jiuxiao softly.

Fu Jiuxiao chuckled.

He looked at Suisui intently, and there seemed to be stars surging in his eyes.

She was the only one in his eyes.

"You are my life."