In the human world, in the Heaven Castle.
Shang'er was still asleep. Ming Xi sat at the tea table not far from the bed. Opposite him was Wu Sheng.
"… You talked for so long about Wen Tian and my mother. Then my father … I mean, when did the Young Emperor meet Xiaoyao? What happened between them? "Ming Xi asked with a frown.
Wu Sheng said, "Xiaoyao and the Young Emperor were about to meet, but you interrupted them."
"Hurry up," Ming Xi said. "Didn't Wen Tian become a real dragon? Then why is he still in the human world? "
"That's why there's a war between gods and demons." Wu Sheng said, "Be patient. It's a matter of hundreds of years. It can't be finished in a few words."
Ming Xi wanted to finish quickly. When he heard Wu Sheng say that Xiaoyao didn't like real dragons, he was worried. What if his mother still didn't like real dragons after she recovered her memory?
Wouldn't that mean she didn't like Shang'er?
"Ming Xi." Wu Sheng was about to continue when Ze Xin appeared by the door.
Ze Xin and Xiyue had fought with Ming Xi and were taken away by Fan Luo after they woke up. They didn't know that Ming Xi was Xiaoyao's son.
Ming Xi didn't look too good at them.
"Didn't you want to see Yan Xiaoliu? He's out of seclusion, "Ze Xin said. He wasn't good with words, so he didn't know how to make peace with Ming Xi.
"Where?" Ming Xi stood up immediately. He really wanted to see Yan Xiaoliu.
Ze Xin said, "Outside."
"I'll go find him." Ming Xi was about to walk out but stopped after a few steps. An Ge had gone to find her grandfather today, so he was the only one here to look after Shang'er. If he left, he wouldn't be at ease leaving others here.
"If you trust me, I'll wait for you here and won't let anyone get close." Wu Sheng saw Ming Xi's concerns and promised in a low voice.
Ming Xi looked at him deeply and finally decided to trust Wu Sheng for once.
It was probably because … this person was Xiaoyao's brother, so it had something to do with him.
"If anything happens to Shang'er, I won't let you go," Ming Xi threatened.
What a childish temper!
"Don't worry, no one will hurt her in the Heaven Castle," Wu Sheng said.
Only then did Ming Xi leave to see Yan Xiaoliu.
Yan Xiaoliu had been heavily injured by Ming Xi's punch, and had been in seclusion to recuperate. When he came out, his master told him that Ming Xi wanted to see him.
He felt that he should have seen that Ming Xi before. That day, when he lured him into the Dragon Trapping Formation, his own heart was resisting, as if there was something that wanted to stop him from doing that, but his memories did not have this Ming Xi person.
Ming Xi … should really want to kill him. He was the one who lured them into the Dragon Trapping Formation.
"Yan Xing." Ming Xi walked over, expressionlessly looking at Yan Xiaoliu in front of him. This youth was still as exquisite and handsome as before, but there was no warmth in his eyes. He was cold and unfamiliar.
This was not the Yan Xiaoliu they were looking for.
"Young Master Mingxi." Yan Xiaoliu respectfully bowed.
"You remember me?" Ming Xi's face lit up, thinking that Yan Xiaoliu had recovered his memories.
Yan Xiaoliu said coldly, "Master said to respect you. You are Young Master Mingxi."
Master?!
"You call Fan Luo Master?" Ming Xi laughed in anger, "He told you to call me Young Master Mingxi. You really are obedient. What a deep master and disciple relationship."
Yan Xiaoliu could hear Ming Xi's anger and ridicule towards his master. He frowned slightly, "Have I seen you before?"
"Hehe, you don't remember?" Ming Xi took two steps forward, his gaze aggressive as he stared at Yan Xiaoliu, "Back then, you were covered in wounds and collapsed in the peach blossom forest. Have you forgotten who saved you? It's fine if you have forgotten me, but what about Ming Yu? "
"Who is Ming Yu?" Yan Xiaoliu's heart felt as if it had been pierced by a needle, and a dense pain spread to his limbs and bones. This name was too familiar. He often dreamed of a girl, and he always wanted to see what she looked like. But when he was about to see her clearly, he would wake up from his dream.
So she was called Ming Yu?
Hearing this name, he felt the same as in his dream. His heart would hurt very, very much, as if it was being pierced by countless needles.
"You have even forgotten Ming Yu." Ming Xi laughed coldly, "To think that she thinks of you every day, telling me to bring you back. Is your willpower so weak? Fan Luo wants you to erase your memories, so you erase all of them. If you can't remember, then forget it. We will just treat you as dead. But if you remember, you will be in more pain than anyone else. "
"The Ming Yu you speak of … where is she?" Yan Xiaoliu asked. He felt that he had to go see her, as if seeing her would give him an answer.
Ming Xi said, "She is not here. She is in the Ning Country of the Central Plains. For you, she learned what she hated the most and forced herself to become a Heavenly Concubine. If you want to see her, then go find her. But you better not let her find out that you have forgotten her."
His little sister was so cute and naive. Since she was young, she liked to slack off. She was raised in the palm of his hand, but now she had to bear the responsibility of the entire world. Even if she did not say it, he knew in his heart that she wanted to have the power to find Yan Xiaoliu.
She felt a sense of guilt towards Yan Xiaoliu.
Yan Xiaoliu pursed his thin lips and did not speak. He looked at Ming Xi, "I will go find her."
Ming Xi laughed coldly, "Do you have freedom now? Will that master of yours let you go find Ming Yu? "
"Master …" Yan Xiaoliu looked behind Ming Xi.
It was unknown when Fan Luo had arrived, but he was standing behind Ming Xi.
Ming Xi did not even turn his head, only calmly looking at Yan Xiaoliu.
"Master will not stop you wherever you want to go. There is nothing else for now, but don't forget to cultivate." Fan Luo coughed lightly. He had taken a liking to Yan Xiaoliu's cultivation talent and had truly regarded him as a disciple. How could he have known that Yan Xiaoliu had such a deep relationship with Xiaoyao?
No matter what, he could not return Yan Xiaoliu's memories to him. If he could break through the barrier and remember by himself, that would be good too.
At this time, he could not stop Yan Xiaoliu from seeing Ming Yu.
Yan Xiaoliu was overjoyed, "Thank you master."
Ming Xi sneered, "He was the one who captured you and took away your memories. Now you have to thank him, how ridiculous."
"You can leave first." Fan Luo sent Yan Xiaoliu away. He came in front of Ming Xi and looked at him helplessly. To be honest, apart from his appearance, he could not see how Ming Xi resembled Xiaoyao. Xiaoyao was kind and innocent, the little sister they doted on the most. It seemed like Ming Xi's personality was completely like that of his father.
Whether it was in the past or now, the Young Emperor's personality was annoying.
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