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Chapter 922 Could it be - amnesia?

As for Xuanji——

She is just a dewy marriage formed by the mistake of yin and yang after he sealed his memory and became a mortal.
The memory recovered, and this fate should be broken.

Otherwise - he would be too sorry for Sha Hua!

Forcibly suppressing those churning memories, he slowly got up and glanced at Xiao Mofeng: "Take care of her. Tell Bi Liusu what you need..."

The voice seemed to be choked.
He coughed, covered his mouth with his sleeve, and staggered out.

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When Ye Xuanji woke up, the sunlight in the room was just right.
The veil of the window fluttered gently in the wind.
The sunlight flew in one by one, like a naughty child, jumping on her face.

She felt a little dazzling, and subconsciously covered her eyes with her hands.

"Xuanji, are you awake?"

A hoarse whisper came from my ear, as if watching the clouds and seeing the moon.
Immediately afterwards, one of her hands was grasped by a strong palm and gently pulled down.

Ye Xuanji opened her eyes, and saw a magnified handsome face in front of her.

His face was pale, with stubble on his chin, and he looked downcast.
It's like being raped hundreds of times.
But fortunately, a pair of eyes are bright, which makes people feel a little relieved.

Ye Xuanji opened her eyes wide, and looked at him with some horror: "Big... Elder Brother, Master punished you again?"

His appearance is even worse than when he knelt outside the master's door for three days and three nights.

Xiao Mofeng froze, and looked at her carefully: "Xuanji..."

Ye Xuanji's eyes were black and white, she didn't look very sad.
What happened to her?
Could it be - amnesia? "

He was startled by this thought, and stared blankly at Ye Xuanji, not knowing what to say.

Want to ask a question, but dare not.

If——she really forgot all of that, at least she still knows her elder brother, it might be a good thing.

After all, such a scene is too cruel, and no one can stand it...

Ye Xuanji's eyes slowly rolled, looking at the surrounding decorations.
The furnishings in the room are exquisite and gorgeous, and the sandalwood shelves against the wall are full of bottles and jars, which should be medicinal materials or the like.

"I—why am I here? Where's Qingcheng?"

A hint of surprise appeared on Ye Xuanji's face.
She moved slightly, feeling the pain in her body


(End of this chapter)