stocking the prince to death

Chapter 752 Memory Recovery③

Time does not know how long has passed.

Mo Qi only saw that the seal was getting thinner and lighter, and the pain in the back of her mind was getting less and less.

She held the ten-thousand-year blood Ganoderma lucidum in her mouth, closed her eyes, and focused on the seal on the other side all the time.

Seeing the last trace of the seal disappear in front of her, Mo Qi breathed a sigh of relief.

At the beginning, there was an idea that made her persist.

Now that she was relieved, she felt as if she had been fished out of the water, extremely exhausted.

Only then did she realize that she was covered in a layer of cold sweat.

Ji Ruyue looked at Mo Qi, and a smile suddenly appeared on the corner of her mouth.

It was a relieved smile.

But now, Mo Qi opened her mouth and was about to speak when suddenly, a powerful force poured out of her mind.

Like a mountain torrent, when the chain that locks it is ruthlessly severed, it will surge out with the strength of a wild beast.

A huge force swept her whole body like a flood.

In an instant, scenes and scenes flashed through her mind.

When she was just born, she looked at her dignified mother and her handsome and steady father.

At that time, her body was still small. She waved her arms and looked at her shrunken self-with a face full of tears.

Thinking that she was also a dignified thief in her previous life, why did she turn into a milk doll when she woke up?

It's not important, what's important is that when she looks at her parents, why does she still feel that she is not as old as her previous life?

Looking at these two young faces, Mo Qi wondered if she had made a profit, or was she a loss?

And who is that male doll next to the parents?

It is said to be her brother?

Mo Qi looked at this male doll, thinking that parents could have one, but this male doll actually wanted to be her brother?
How young is her seniority!

The picture changed again, she grew up, about eight or nine years old.

At this time, my father was already very old. Although only eight or nine years had passed, it seemed that two or thirty years had passed.

She is no longer clinging to her father, and her mother is not by her side.

She started to play alone, but every time she was alone, the brother whom she despised since childhood would always follow behind her.

Gradually, she also began to get used to this brother.

But the good times didn't last long. When she was eight years old, her father passed away.

Everything came so suddenly, it caught her off guard.

What made her even more at a loss was that such a dignified and majestic woman actually had a strong temper.

She watched her mother die beside her father.

A long sword, she killed herself and buried her father.

She thought, having such a love in the palace is something to sing and cry about.

With her eight-year-old body, she personally made the coffin for his parents.

Since then, she has decided that no matter who it is, as long as it dies in front of her, she will never go to the funeral.

She watched helplessly as her elder brother took up the important responsibilities of the family and country at the age of a child.

When my father was alive, my elder brother was the prince. After my father passed away, my elder brother, the emperor, did better than anyone else.

But only her younger sister knew the bitterness and bitterness behind it.

The screen changes again.

A thief sneaked into the palace secretly. Although he practiced every day, he lost to that person in the end.

She was taken to a strange place.

(End of this chapter)