Emily's words made Tan Jiajia feel as if she was in a thick fog, and the memories in her mind were like countless big nets rushing towards her, binding her soul tightly, unable to move.
The sun was shining brightly, but she felt cold all over. A flower named despair bloomed in her heart, and Tan Jiajia's body trembled uncontrollably.
Without the future and the past, what am I?
In a daze, she suddenly heard Emily say again:
"Theoretically, yes. You should be unable to influence anyone. That is, although you exist in this world, no one remembers you, no one can talk to you, and no one can touch you. Because you exist, It doesn’t exist. Your body does indeed exist in this world, but people who cannot affect this world do not exist.”
"No." Tan Jiajia suddenly grabbed Emily's hand and interrupted her.
"Mother-in-law, you are wrong. Someone remembers me. Look, you are not talking to me now. This is the flower that I pinched. Where I sat, the grass was also crushed, and these things... I It can affect the surrounding environment.”
She generally searched for traces of her existence while speaking quickly, with an undeniable attitude in her tone, and her eyes were like a drowning person grasping at straws.
Emily could feel the hot temperature slowly coming from her hand, and the other person's violently beating heart.
"Mother-in-law, do you think so?"
Emily slowly withdrew her hand and said, "I just said, that's a general situation. Your situation is very special, and the side effects of the incomplete timeline have not affected your overall environment. The influence. Instead, it directly affects you, and the biggest manifestation is your immortality. No matter what method is used to kill you, there will be no influence from the past or the future, and you will always live in the present."
"That means I have memories and hopes just like ordinary people."
Tan Jiajia's heart blossomed as early as the moment she heard the other party say that it didn't affect her, but she still had a little doubt: "But I was not immortal before. I died once, but , was later resurrected by my friend, was that the time and space that belonged to me was broken at that time?"
"Maybe." Emily answered vaguely.
Tan Jiajia stared at the other party. She could clearly see that her own figure was clearly reflected in the other party's kind and clear eyes. She suddenly called out: "Grandma Emily, there is something I can ask you." Want to give you a break?"
"Please say."
"Grandma Emily was also raised by the archbishop. Why did you turn to Sayanata?"
"This..." Emily squinted and looked into the distance.
"To be honest, the archbishop does not know that I am still alive. I was awakened by the princess just recently, just to welcome you, young lady."
Tan Jiajia raised her eyebrows: "Awakened for me?"
"That's right, now that my mission has been completed, it's time for me to go back." Emily said, her broad body shrank suddenly, and after a while, it degenerated into a dense white skeleton. The breeze blew, and the white bones into ashes.
Where Emily was originally, there was only a huge black robe left.
a long time.
Tan Jiajia knelt down in silence, picked up the exquisite wine bottle, and poured the wine in front of the black robe.
"Thank you."
At this time, Tan Jiajia was in a very complicated mood. On the one hand, she was struggling with the fact that she did not belong to any time and space. On the other hand, she was secretly grateful to have the power of immortality.
Although the current reaction to this force is positive, one must be careful. After all, my body seems to hide a lot of secrets.
While she was thinking this, she left here.
What Tan Jiajia didn't expect was that the impact of this incident on her was far more than just "immortality".
…
The day before the execution.
Suva city.
Under the strong persuasion of the ministers headed by Jin, the Archbishop finally agreed to move Sayanata out of the Princess Palace and exile her to the dungeon...
The jailer skillfully opened the cell door, and then invited Sayanata in while chattering:
"Your Highness, please take a look. This cell is the best in the dungeon. It has the largest window and the best lighting and ventilation conditions. Also, this room has a private toilet that no other prisoner has. .....”
"Lie." The tall maid behind Sayanata interrupted him ruthlessly.
She looked at the unidentifiable brown marks on the ground. Cockroaches and rats swaggered past them, and even the air exuded a rotten smell. And the so-called bedpan, she was so angry.
"Such an environment is the best. I'm warning you, the princess is here just for expediency. If you dare to despise the princess for this, you will suffer a lot in the future."
She is a typical member of the "Princess Faction", so she is quite dissatisfied with Sayanata's exile.
"I'm so sorry, miss." The jailer scratched his head and said his apology unapologetically. He pointed to the dark bedpan on the ground.
"After all, this place is a prison, so it's naturally not as good as the palace. I can only ask the princess to be aggrieved. You see, this bedpan is made of black wood. Most people don't get such treatment."
"Look what you said, it's your blessing that Princess Yu has condescended to you..."
"Quiet, Luna." Sayanata stopped the maid Luna. "I'm not going to stay here forever, so there's no need to argue with him."
"Princess..." Before Luna could finish speaking, the jailer on the side quickly said:
"Thank you for your kindness, princess. I won't disturb the princess's rest. I'll stand down now."
But before he could leave, he was stopped by Sayanata.
"Sir, wait a moment."
The jailer was stunned for a moment, then opened his mouth wide, looking at the scene in front of him in disbelief.
The dungeon door, which was originally made of the strongest black diamond in the world, was being torn open by Sayanata as gently as tearing paper.
If it weren't for the clattering sound the iron door's remains were thrown to the ground, the jailer would have thought the door was made of paper.
His voice had a slight vibrato: "Princess...Princess...what are you doing?"
"This door is too small for my bed." Shayanata replied without looking back.
"Ah?" This reason shocked the jailer.
At this time, Sayanata stopped what she was doing, put her hands on her hips and nodded with satisfaction, then turned back and called out:
"It's almost done, Luna, you take this gentleman to move the bed in my dormitory."
"Yes, Princess," Luna replied.
"Ah I?"
The named jailer was petrified again. It seemed that this errand was not as easy as imagined. He now regretted doing it to flatter the Archbishop.
Sayanata turned back and glanced at him: "Why, you don't want to?"
The powerful aristocratic aura brought by these five light words shocked the jailer's heart, causing him to tremble and kneel on the ground, uttering the words of surrender without hesitation.
