Chapter 20

As the pearl curtains danced lightly, a fragrant breeze brushed against the face. A girl, about thirteen or fourteen years old, took light steps and slowly walked out from the inner room. Her hair flowed like a waterfall, and her white clothes were as pure as snow. When their eyes met, Qing Ying's heart trembled violently, as if struck by a thousand thunderbolts, and he felt as if he had been turned to stone by Medusa.

The gentle divine light slanted through the window, illuminating her face with a magnificent and dazzling brilliance, more radiant than the sun. Under her neatly cut bangs, her eyes were like black gemstones, clear and bright. Every movement and gesture exuded a unique and gentle charm, quietly flowing through the air. Coupled with her delicate nose and cherry lips, her exquisite features formed a face of unparalleled beauty; one glance was enough to make one want to drown in it, never to wake up.

"Shixia! How could it be her?" Looking at the Eastern girl before him, who was as exquisite as a fine porcelain, even Qing Ying, who had experienced the shocking and bizarre event of crossing worlds, was left speechless. The reason was simple: the girl before him was the youthful version of the person he had loved in his previous life! A thought flashed through Qing Ying's mind: Could she have also crossed over to this world through some means?

As soon as this thought appeared in Qing Ying's mind, an uncontrollable surge of joy welled up in his heart; however, when he carefully examined the girl's appearance, he was greatly disappointed, and the joy quickly faded. Although the girl's appearance was about seven or eight parts similar to Shixia, she was clearly more refined. Not only did she have a face of extraordinary beauty, but her skin was as smooth and white as jade. Upon closer inspection, the right side of the girl's face was indeed flawless, whereas Shixia had a barely noticeable beauty mark on her right cheek.

"Indeed, this is just a beautiful illusion..." Qing Ying sighed inwardly, his face filled with disappointment and bitterness. Although he knew that the possibility of Shixia crossing over to this world was lower than an ant raping a tyrannosaurus, the psychological shift from great joy to great sorrow still left him feeling heartache, unable to express it for a long time. After a while, Qing Ying suddenly thought of something. A sentence in German was on the tip of his tongue, but he struggled to convert it into Chinese and asked the girl with a doubtful tone, "Who are you? Why are you here?"

The girl's eyes showed surprise, seemingly not expecting the foreign boy, who was half a head shorter than her, to speak such fluent Chinese. She gave a slight bow to Qing Ying and said softly, "You are the Prince of the German Empire who has come to our Great Qing, right? My name is Liu Xue'er, and I am your maid. From now on, I will take care of your daily life." Her voice was like a clear spring flowing over jade, indescribably light and melodious.

"What?" Hearing the girl's words, Qing Ying's head was slightly dazed, and he could not hide his surprise. He was clearly just an 11-year-old boy, not even having started to grow hair, yet the Beiyang government had already sent him a bed-warming girl!

However... this girl was simply a top-notch beauty! At 13, she was already so beautiful; if she grew up... Qing Ying shook his head, trying hard to drive out the lolicon personality in his heart. He had lived for 20 years in another parallel universe, and his moral principles were deeply ingrained; if he were to act like those perverted uncles, using his lower body to control his actions and take advantage of such a young girl, he would be no different from a beast.

With this thought, Qing Ying's inner turmoil subsided, and his gaze toward the girl gradually became clear and serene. He smiled slightly, extended his right hand, and gently touched her forehead amidst her surprised expression. The soft and smooth sensation from his palm made him involuntarily caress her head slowly.

Feeling her head suddenly invaded by a stranger, Liu Xue'er, the girl, moved her body uneasily, immediately wanting to break free; but thinking of her family in the hands of the authorities, she trembled, and her resistance quickly subsided like a receding tide, with two crystal tears seeping from the corners of her eyes. She closed her eyes tightly, and after a while of tension, she did not feel any further actions from the person in front of her. Just as she was anxious, a clear and gentle voice reached her ears: "Don't worry, I won't covet your body."

The girl was greatly shocked, almost not believing her ears. She opened her starry eyes, and her gaze met Qing Ying's bright and sincere eyes. At 13, a child's mind is simple, and her thoughts are far less mature and complex than an adult's; hearing Qing Ying say he had no intention of taking her body, the girl was almost overjoyed.

Tears still lingered at the corners of her eyes, but her face bloomed with a captivating smile, and that moment of brilliance and radiance made Qing Ying's heart, the lolicon, start to throb violently.

"This feeling of happiness and pain, it's been so long since I've felt it..."

Qing Ying murmured, his eyes reflecting a look of reminiscence. The girl looked into his eyes and said earnestly, "You are much better than Fang Da, you are a good person." Hearing this, Qing Ying laughed wryly, wondering if this was a "good person card." He smiled and patted the girl's head, but before he could speak, Xue'er, the girl, gave him a dissatisfied look and pouted, "Being touched on the head will make you not grow taller..."

Her voice was sweet and pleasant, filled with helplessness and shyness, and a hint of anger. Qing Ying, hearing this, suddenly thought of a figure in white, as pure as snow. How many years ago, she seemed to be the same age, and spoke in the same way?

What had happened to the woman named Shixia? After so many years, was she still well? If she knew he had disappeared from that world, would she have felt a moment of sadness and sorrow?

A gentle breeze danced, and the light flickered. Qing Ying's thoughts surged; he remembered her white dress fluttering like a butterfly, her bright and clear eyes, the radiant smile she gave him after playing her first continuous piece of music, and the crystalline tears she shed at the farewell party while singing a soft and emotional song...

In his ears, Xue'er's voice rang like silver bells, like her laughter, like her pouting; like her heavenly voice, like the ethereal music played by her delicate fingers... It seemed as if she was still there, as if she was still by his side!

When he came back to reality, realizing he would never see her again, his heart felt as if pierced by a steel needle, and he gasped for breath, a bone-chilling pain spreading throughout his body. He opened his eyes, wanting to see the person in front of him more clearly, but his vision suddenly became blurry.

Faintly, Shixia's graceful figure in a white dress gradually merged with the person before him, becoming one and inseparable.

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This is my first attempt at writing this kind of plot. Please leave your thoughts in the review section... Clicks and collections are appreciated~~~

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