Song of Time – Dusk Awakening Verse

Time goes by.

In the middle of the night, even though the capital has already been full of noise at this moment, the small wooden house inside the Song of Time is still silent.

For Miyou, today is just another Monday without any waves. As usual, she soaked in the study room all day long. At 6 pm, she sent the fat bird Ahuang to the South Island Manor of Yunxuan for dinner. She returned to the study room at 8 o'clock. After washing, she got into the bed early and started the case. Good bedtime activities~www.wuxiaspot.com~ There is nothing else in the girl's modestly decorated room, just a lot of books. The brass bookshelves are stacked along the entire wooden wall, packed full of books, and the ones that can't fit are simply stuffed under the bed. These books are all Yunxuan's thousands of years of collections. If some orphan classics are taken to the auction house, they will be rare for a thousand dollars. However, in the eyes of the girl, it is just a matter of talking to pass the time before bed.

When the bell rang at midnight, Miyou was already asleep. The dim yellow flower-shaped chandelier by the door flickered a few times and went out with the sound of the bell, but the room did not fall into darkness, because on the wall opposite her was shining white light like a reunion ball.

The fat bird Ahuang shrugged his shoulders and covered his wings, and shrank in its most precious soft hammock, not like the noisy chattering during the day, and sleeping silently. Its white feathers will glow as long as they are in the dark, but birds sleep the most light, and they can’t control it. They can only put on a super small black goggles. From a distance, it looks like a swollen weird face. I.

The white gleam sprinkled on the old wooden bed in front. The girl lay in the center of the bed, covered with a white silk quilt, with her hands folded on her chest, sleeping quietly, and she could barely hear her breathing.

After the bell struck twelve times, the room was quiet again. Water waves trembling suddenly appeared in front of the small wooden door wrapped in purple flowers and vines. A hand wrapped in black smoke seemed to stretch out from a mud puddle. It quietly passed through the wooden board and buckled to the side. The door was opened easily.

The corridor was dark and there was no light, and a thin figure stood outside the door, as if one with the darkness.

With the gleam from Ah Huang's body, he could see that the man was wearing a black cloak, and the pointed hood seemed to hang directly above his head without the influence of gravity, revealing short flax hair. His eyebrows are ordinary, at best considered delicate, but a pair of star-like blue eyes are astonishingly beautiful, coupled with the golden mysterious magic pattern on the center of his eyebrows, there is a kind of attraction that makes people unable to look away.

If the host here, High Priest Yun Xuan, was present, he would be surprised. It turned out that this intruder was actually the little apprentice Jie Hai he couldn't find! Since the sudden change in the mercenary conference, Jie Hai was taken advantage of by the unknown evil spirit in the old book, took advantage of the body, and disappeared without a trace, but suddenly appeared on the inner floor of the bookstore for some reason, and chose him. The time at home is intriguing.

At this time, Jiehai was obviously still under the control of the evil spirits, with a rigidly pale face, like a noble celebrity noble, without the slightest youthful and lively temperament. He glanced at the white light source, frowned slightly, showing a bit of disgust, but he seemed to be worried, and he forced himself to bear it, and floated silently to the front of Miyou bed.

The purple-haired girl slept soundly, completely unaware of anyone approaching. "Jie Hai" carefully looked at the girl's peaceful sleeping face, as if looking at a peerless treasure, after a long time he finally opened his mouth and raised a satisfied smile.

He quivered his lips to speak and then stopped, first drew into his pocket, took out the old anonymous book with a slight golden glow, raised his hand to cover the book, and murmured a few times. Brilliant golden light flashed, and the entire room seemed to be coated with thick gold powder, and everything was wrapped in that nameless powerful divine power.

The white light on Fat Bird's body was completely concealed, which obviously made "Jiehai" quite happy. He chuckled the book away, looked at Miyou's gilded face and shook his head and sighed, "I finally met again, dear little princess. Your Highness, don't come here unharmed?"

Of course the girl couldn’t respond, but the intruder just got up and walked around the wooden bed, his eyes fixed on Mi You’s face, and his mouth kept murmuring: "Eight years ago, you really surprised me. ...How could I think of an eight-year-old girl who could go beyond the limits of the law and merge with'it' in advance... Hehe, she really deserves to be the chosen son of destiny... But it doesn’t matter, you see, we don’t do it again now Did you see it? Oh, yes, should I show a little bit more excitement of reunion?"

"Hug? Kiss? No, no, those are all too common!" He suddenly stopped, narrowing his eyes like a snake, staring at the girl's neck, "Maybe, I can give you some other surprises? Like... Make a perfect cut on your beautiful neck? Hahahaha!"

"Jiehai" laughed almost hysterically, and calmed down for a long time, but showed a bit of reluctant sentiment. His hands were floating on the girl's golden cheeks, as if looking at the dead lover, and he stroked the air: "Maybe, I I was wrong from the beginning. Over the past eight years, I have been reconsidering this matter... You see, the two of us are actually very similar, living alone in this boring world, carrying a destiny that does not belong to us, it is really... ...Too hard."

"You feel tired too, right? For eight years, you can only be locked in this lonely small hut like a prisoner. You must have been tired of it... Tsk tsk, what a poor little guy. "

The enchanting blue pupil of the "Jiehai" revealed a little blur, like a hazy mist. He cocked the corner of his mouth, his fingers moved closer and closer, almost touching Miyou's cheek, but suddenly seemed to be blocked by a wall of air, and he couldn't get in any more.

"Damn scum!" His face sank for an instant, and he pushed forward hard, still unable to really touch the other party, and finally slowly pulled back his hand and snorted, "I said it won't hurt her, what are you nervous about? Do you think I will break my promise!?"

His sarcasm seemed to be mixed with helplessness, and he didn't know who he was talking to. No one answered, just as his face alternated between red and white, and finally eased down, squinting his eyes and looking at the **** the bed maliciously.

"You have to protect her, it's good, good... I will do what you want." The intruder laughed lowly and waved at will.

A cloud of ink-like sticky matter emerged from the palm of his hand, and it fell on Miyou's forehead impartially. The plasticine-like thing was so elastic that it jumped a few times and fell to the girl's mouth, and got in between the teeth with a chuckle.

His eyes always moved back and forth with the jelly, and he nodded in satisfaction when he saw it enter the girl's mouth, and then burst into a crazy laugh. He seemed to have never been so happy before, laughing out of breath, and in the end it became a hurried pant.

The tone had not been sorted out yet, he suddenly turned his head and glanced at the white feather on the opposite side, his cold eyes were sharp as sharp needles, and he pierced the fat bird a few times, as if he was a little unwilling, but disappeared in the golden light that followed. A figure.

The piercing smile chased the golden light away, and there was peace in the room again.

The **** the wooden bed still sleeps smoothly, as if nothing has happened, but in the land of consciousness deep in her mind, a storm is about to come.

When Mi You woke up, there was only a thick mist in his vision.

There was no light around, but she could clearly see the mist swirling like a stream of water, and the lines were like piles of burnt cotton candy. cotton candy? She sniffed the tip of her nose subconsciously. She didn't smell any smell. Then she looked at her body again. She was still thinking about the light purple flower dress she was wearing before going to bed.

Where is this? She can be sure that this is by no means her own small room, because she did not see the bright white light on the opposite wall that will never go out at night-I believe that no matter how heavy the fog is, it will not be able to cover the fat bird's solidified power Bright feather.

So, is it a dream?

This conjecture made Mi You feel a little strange. Although dreaming is too ordinary for ordinary people, even when they wake up, they will inevitably forget them, and they will always have some scattered impressions. But for some reason, she seems to have never experienced a dream, at least in her memory, there is no trace of dreams.

As a result, she became more curious about the dense fog around her. She wanted to figure out the situation at the moment, blinked and looked around, but she didn't notice anything, so she tried to whisper: "A Huang."

Miyou waited quietly for a long time. As she expected, the fat bird did not appear, but a ghostly chuckle from the depths of the mist.

"Are you lost? Lovely girl." Jiao Didi's female voice seemed to have a natural charm, wandering around in the thick fog, unable to find a place to come, "Come on, go forward, I will tell Your way home..."

As the sound disappeared, a whirlpool rolled over in the fog, and the road was more than a meter wide and covered with colorful magic patterns, like a mirror-like smooth path, as if guiding the girl forward.

However, Miyou just stood still, motionless.

She felt that this sound was a bit familiar, and she should have heard it somewhere, but she couldn't remember it for a while, and coupled with the strange path that was unlikely to appear in reality, she finally had a certain judgment: it was a dream. Right.

The book says that dreams are derivatives of real life and can always reflect the subtle preferences that are not perceptible in everyone's subconscious. From this point of view, do you naturally like such a dark environment?

She was guessing wildly, and she heard the mysterious voice in her ears continuing to encourage: "Come on, little girl, come to me. You see, I have everything you want here. Any wish, whatever you want but not Everything can be achieved..."

Before the voice was over, there was another burst of light and shadow on the small road. Countless gold and silver treasures, Chinese clothes and delicacies, the most luxurious and rarest collections in the world, flashed in the mirror like a marquee.

The girl looked at the rainbow-like phantom in front of her, and her eyes were dazzled. Those messy things didn't arouse her any interest, but when the other party said that, she remembered something, and suddenly reached out and grabbed it, and pulled out a hardcover book from the void with four large characters: "Dream Analysis" .

Sure enough... She had read this book a long time ago. According to the records in the book, everyone has a certain chance to awaken part of their consciousness after dreaming. During this time, they can do whatever they want and do everything. At this moment, the small test of the sledgehammer was naturally fulfilled, and many strange ideas suddenly appeared in her heart, just waiting to try it in her dream. Compared with the seemingly seductive sound and light colors in the front, it is even less worth mentioning.

This move was a big surprise to the other party. The mysterious woman seemed at a loss. She paused for a long time before questioning: "Little girl, haven't you heard what I said? Any wish, any..."

"Shhhh..." Mi You didn't want to waste time to answer at all, and was afraid that the other party would disturb him again. He made a quiet gesture and continued to concentrate on thinking.

The whole space fell into a brief silence, and then it seemed as if the other party turned into anger. The glare channel turned sharply, all rushing to the center, wrapping up the contemplating girl. After a while, the light dissipated, and Miyou had fallen into a coma.

A vortex was rolled up in the gloomy cloud and mist, and a figure covered with black and red light bands slowly emerged from the gray vortex.

She was wearing a loose purple robe, black smoke was constantly flowing out of her robe, and the dark red weird tattoo stretched from her face to her chest, but apart from the **** color, at first glance... Points are similar.

The mysterious woman floated to the girl's side with a billowing cloud of smoke, looked at her carefully as if picking goods, smiled and shook her head: "This girl actually doesn't even have any curiosity. Is it a fool? Tsk, finally. Come out, I don’t want to waste my energy. Since you are unwilling to cooperate, then I can only..."

The blood in her eyes flickered, and she stretched her hand straight into the girl's chest, her five fingers stirred with a red light, and waves rippled like a water surface. Many mottled phantoms flashed quickly in the ripples, sometimes clearly visible, sometimes blurred into a ball. At first, the mysterious woman slanted her eyes casually, but gradually frowned.

"It's weird, does this little girl have amnesia? Why is the memory tide blurred like this, there are still faults, tusk, how can I clean up... It seems that I have to work harder." she said. After a while, he inserted his other hand into the ripples of the water and stirred it for a while. Suddenly his eyes lit up and the corners of his mouth twitched.

"Unexpectedly, she is still a princess...Oh, today's luck is really good." She was like a hungry wolf grabbing its prey, stretching her tongue to lick her purple lips, and then reluctantly withdrew it after a long while. I said, "Let you wait a long time, my dear little majesty, then, the game begins."

She gave a triumphant smile, and her whole body rose into the air, turning into black smoke and swirling around Miyou, wrapped in an impenetrable black ball. The black ball turned bigger and bigger, and soon a ray of light emerged from the center, gradually expanding, and finally shining a pure white like a flare, and then extinguished in an instant, but this misty space changed to another appearance.

The black wooden beams, lime walls, small stained windows, and the peeled wooden bed in the corner look like a simple old-fashioned Nakuni bedroom. There are yellowish stains all over the wall, apparently eroded over time, but no one has taken care of it.

There was no decoration in the room, only a delicate little girl stood in front of the window. She looked only seven or eight years old, facing the window, standing straight as loose in the dim sunlight, two short light purple ponytails hanging from the side of her ears, neatly combed, that luxurious deep purple body The palace skirt is out of place with the old room that has been in disrepair.

When Miyou woke up again, as if he had a heart, he immediately noticed the figure standing in front of the window.

The girl’s hair... and I seem to... the familiar hair color made her stunned. After she recovered her mind, she naturally had a guess: maybe it was reflected in the dream subconscious, Nian Young yourself.

According to Brother Yunxuan, she had lost her memory and had no impression of her childhood. Looking around at the moment, she felt that this slightly dilapidated small room had an inexplicable intimacy.

Here...Where is it? The smell of dust in the thick fog before she passed out was especially beside her. She didn't know what happened just now, but obviously, she was still in her dream.

She looked around the room carefully, and found nothing that could give a hint on the few pieces of furniture. She wanted to get close to the little figure, but found that her feet seemed to be stuck in place, and she couldn't take a step.

Strange, after waking up from a dream, isn't it possible to do whatever you want? She lowered her head and glanced left and right. She didn't find any attachments to her feet, but she was so heavy that she couldn't lift it with any force.

The girl was tilting her head and continuing to struggle with her heavy legs, and suddenly heard a few chuckles: "Little girl, don't waste your effort. This is the area under my control. Anything you want to do must be approved by me. That's fine."

This voice is naturally the strange mysterious woman just now. But Mi You has never seen her real body, only that some of her subconscious mind is doing something wrong, turning a deaf ear, and quickly flipping back the "Analysis of Dreams" in her mind, trying to find a way to lift her feet.

Seeing that she didn't react, the other party raised her tone again: "Little girl, have you forgotten where this is? Open your eyes and see who is standing in front of the window? How is it, do you have any impression?"

The girl subconsciously looked at the sun-shrouded place after her induction. The little figure just entered her eyes, and there was a whisper like a whisper. Just then, without warning, she heard from her ear: "Look at her hair and her dress, are you familiar? Guess who she is? Well... look around again, do you remember? This is the place where you once lived, the starting point of your life, and the cage you hate most... the palace."

The palace? Miyou blinked a few times. The place I used to live...is the palace?

The logic of the development of this dream makes her simply hard to understand. Although she is closely related to the current prince, she has never been to the palace, but looking at the ruined and rudimentary rooms around, she insists on saying that she is in the palace. It is a bit reluctant...

But since it was a dream, it was of course omnipotent... She thought about it this way, and suddenly her inspiration flashed, and she remembered the strange guy named Yuming she met when she went to the capital to look for Brother Shun.

That person was the prince of the Jade Palace, but she wanted to call her sister... She thought that the other party had admitted wrong, and she didn't intend to interact with those weird strangers, but now she is in contact with her, is it true that she has something to do with the royal family? Does it matter?

But... Brother Yunxuan clearly said that he picked it up from the barren mountain on the other side of the desert... It's so strange.

The girl was convinced of what the high priest said, she threw this doubt behind her head in a blink of an eye, and reconsidered the various fantastic ideas that had just emerged.

"Why, I still can't remember?" The mysterious man waited for a long time and still didn't receive an answer. He seemed a little irritable, but he forced a smile and said, "It's okay, since you forgot, then we will start from here and'review' again. Right..."

Before the voice fell, a few slight creaks came from behind. Mi You looked back and found that the rusty bronze door had been opened through a gap, and a figure in black swam in like a fish. He carefully covered the door before turning around and took off the night walking hood.

The visitor is a young boy, looking at about eleven or twelve years old, wearing a black cloak, with his hands tucked in his clothes, his face is cold, his hair is a rare light green...green? A figure flashed through Miyou's mind, could it be Brother Jinyuan?

She was looking at the boy carefully, but the other person seemed to be unable to see her at all, and moved forward. However, he had passed through Miyou's phantom body, standing behind the girl in the palace skirt, and crying coldly: "His Royal Highness, His Royal Highness ordered me to pick you up."

When he spoke, his familiar tone revealed his identity.

It's really far-reaching brother... Although Miyou was a little surprised, she didn't think much about it even though she was in a dream. On the contrary, she felt that she couldn't help but feel happy when she met a partner she hadn't seen for many days.

After saying this sentence as far as possible, he stood on a wooden stake again, with no expression on his face, but it was three points colder than it is now.

After hearing this, the little girl was muffled and did not turn her head. She was silent for a long time before sighing faintly: "Go out...Where can I go? The world says that I am a demon, and they all say that I am the root of the country's calamity. I'm good... in this world, where else can I tolerate me."

Regardless of her young age, she was old-fashioned when she spoke, not at all like a child. Although the temperament is very different, the voice is quite similar to Mi You, it seems that she is really the way she was when she was a child.

Mi You can't remember this episode. Looking at the two young boys in front of him, it was like watching a newly released South Island film-knowing that it was fake, but being in it, I also watched it with gusto.

The reaction at the moment as far as possible was even colder than her impression. Facing the little girl's helpless lament, he seemed indifferent, and after holding back for a while, he said: "His Royal Highness has made his own arrangements."

The little girl was stunned for a long time, before he could explain in detail, she finally turned around slowly, that little pink face was exactly the same as Mi You's childhood. Her gaze should have been looking far away, but for some reason she turned again, as if she had crossed the barrier of time and space, and looked at Miyou.

Two pairs of the same purple eyes stared at each other quietly, as if everything around them became more and more slow, until they stopped completely.

Mi You noticed that the opponent's eyes seemed to carry a strange power that made her feel sad. She instinctively wanted to avoid the look in her eyes, but she was obsessed with it, unable to move her gaze, she could only stare at the misty eye pupils, panicking involuntarily.

"That kid is lying, don't believe him." The mysterious woman whispered in the ear again, biting the girl like a claw, "He wants to lie to you, hum... Look at that. Girl, remember her look, remember the pain this world has caused you!"

lie? Brother Jinyuan is so honest, how could he lie? Miyou didn't believe it at all. He was slightly dizzy listening to the undulating strange adjustment, but there was another flower in front of him. After the white light flashed, the whole space changed again.

Under the golden sunset, she saw that brother Jinyuan was walking through the hall with his young self. There were no guards around, as if he had entered the land of no one. She was wrapped up by the two like a gust of wind and moved forward, completely involuntarily, and finally stopped in a corner out of reach of sunlight.

The two had just stood firm, and chaotic footsteps followed. A group of imperial guards in golden and green uniforms suddenly outflanked them and surrounded them, as if they had learned of this hiding place early in the morning.

Oops... Even if you don't know the cause and effect, Mi You can see that the situation is very bad, just like seeing the hero and heroine in the film encounter a crisis, can't help but raise his heart.

After the guards lined up the line, they separated to the left and right, leaking out of the road, and a black figure slowly stepped forward, facing the setting sun with his back.

The man looked at him as a young man, wearing a palace gown with a black background inlaid with gold, a symbol of honorable status, and his long black hair was neatly tied behind his head. The Shen Shen killing intent is undoubtedly revealed.

Brother Shun? The girl couldn't help but popped the name out of her mind, but she couldn't believe it, because that dark face was very different from the gentle and gentle appearance in her impression.

The visitor finally left the sunlight and entered the dark place, and raised his head slightly. It was His Royal Highness Prince Shun today. He should be eleven or twelve years old at this time. Although he has not yet grown up, his handsome face has taken on a majesty that does not match his age. He stared coldly at the little girl in front of him, as if watching a spy who broke into the palace illegally, without the warmth of closeness.

"Brother..." Seeing him, the little girl seemed a little excited and a little bit scared. She whispered and turned her gaze to her as far as she could, as if she was expecting the other party to come forward.

The green-haired boy hadn't moved yet, and time was suddenly frozen. The mysterious woman chuckled in Miyou's ear again: "You seem to trust this person called Jinyuan... It's really interesting. Your brother who is related to you is obviously. In front of you, why would you trust an outsider more...Ah, I see."

She seemed to have penetrated some long-awaited secret, and laughed happily: "Presumably your brother Shun, isn't he here to help you... Yes, yes, look at his face, how terrible it is. Ah, as if he was going to eat you. Then, guess what, what does he want to do?"

There are many unkind provocations hidden in these words, and Mi You naturally knows this, and doesn't take it to heart. It was just a dream, even if Brother Shun and Brother Jinyuan were completely different from reality, it was nothing strange.

It's just that, "Brother brother" or something, I always feel that I'm not used to it... The girl said a word in silence, still planning to watch from the sidelines, and see how this inexplicable plot will develop. Seeing that she didn't respond, the mysterious person could only continue to "play" this seemingly true scene.

Jin Yuan obviously received the look of the little girl's expectation, turned a blind eye, turned away without hesitation, stood behind the prince in a few steps, and did not pay any attention to her.

It was like the last straw that overwhelmed the little girl's psychological defense, making her face instantly pale, her lips trembled, and tears fell. She sobbed aggrievedly and made a few vague pleadings, but she was interrupted impatiently by Shun.

"Okay, don't pretend to be in front of the lonely side." The young man frowned in disgust. "You, the evil girl who has caused such disasters for our country, do you still want to win sympathy by tears!"

"Brother, I, I didn't..." The girl bit her lip and shook her head. She wanted to explain, but was sternly stopped.

"Shut up!" The anger was raging in the pair of black pupils, which caused the surrounding soldiers to draw out their weapons.

The little girl trembled with fright in his gloomy tone, watching this scene quietly, her expression still indifferent, but some subtle ripples in her heart.

Demon girl? This name is rarely seen in history... What serious crime was committed to be called a "witch"? What's more, it's still such a little girl... She knows that everything in the dreamland must have a realistic cause, and she intuitively felt where the two words should have been heard, so she settled down to search for memories, and wanted to find the source of this strange dream. .

"See? This is your good brother!" The mysterious woman noticed the change in her mood, and lost no time. "Don't look at his care for you on the surface. Once something goes wrong, he just wants to leave you alone." Relations... Hmph, look at what he looks like now, is it possible to'righteously destroy relatives'? Haha..."

As soon as she finished speaking, she listened to the cold voice of the young prince: "Do it!"

A cry of "killing the demon girl" followed by shaking the sky. At the same time, the group of guards raised their sharp swords, and stepped neatly toward the helpless little girl in the corner. The setting sun hit their slightly curved backs, only to reflect the stiff faces like evil spirits crawling out of hell.

Mi You was still looking for clues about the "Wicked Girl". He didn't even notice what she was saying. He heard the rumbling shouts, and only felt abnormally noisy. She has always been indifferent and seldom sorrows and joys, but the overlapping and repeated words "witch" are somehow like a spatula, cutting her ears pain, and her heart is upset.

The demon girl... the demon girl... she endured it for a moment, her voice still endless, and finally became unhappy, raised her head and rebuked her expressionlessly: "Don't make a noise."

This softly whispered, but it seemed to bring magical power, which made the entire dream space pause.

In the silence, only the laughter of the mysterious woman came again: "Oh, you can finally speak. I was thinking, if you don't speak like this, do you want to be a dumb?"

It seemed that the innocent teasing among acquaintances failed to calm the atmosphere.

Mi You didn't want to respond, turned his head silently, and looked at the sculptural figure of the soldier in the corner. She saw the little girl hiding in the dark, crying with tears, and suddenly felt that there was an unnamed anger urging her: Put aside the silence and continue!

But after all, the girl didn’t know how to get angry, she just stretched out three fingers calmly, and shook it at the opponent who didn’t know where. "You made three mistakes: First, the dream space must be based on reality. You should know my preferences, but choosing the completely groundless setting of "court drama" makes it difficult to feel substitutable. If it weren't because I had never experienced a dream, I would not be interested in watching it anymore.

"Second, since it is a court script, there are a lot of subjects for reference from ancient times to the present. But you use the incomprehensible part of the "Bad Country Demon Girl", and the plot is chaotic... I don’t know if it’s because you, as one of the subconscious minds, have limited knowledge, or is it that you actually can’t gather more ideas to create complex dreams?

"Third, you overestimate your own power. This is my dream world, and everything should be under my control."

Ever since she was a child, she has never had such a long monologue, and she was surprised even after she said it. But after all, in a dream, any strange things can happen. She quickly accepted such a talkative personality change, and after a few more breaths, she stared forward.

The space covered by the evening light actually seemed to be afraid of the focused and unobtrusive gaze, as her head slowly turned, it was like snowflakes meeting the blazing sun, which collapsed one after another, and finally turned back to the endless and endless deep black fog.

The mysterious man was obviously unprepared for the girl's sudden outbreak of resistance. Mi You was right. She had only created this dream from the vague tide of memories. It was hard to justify it. Seeing that she lost control due to the awakening of the main consciousness, she was completely unresponsive as if she was stunned. It took a long time before she sighed, "Worthy of the son of destiny..."

Son of Destiny? Mi You didn't care where the subconscious mind came to find out the weird term, now she has grasped the situation, just want to continue thinking quietly.

She regained her silence, but how could the other party just let it go, and continued to laugh in the thick fog without giving up: "Little girl, do you think all this is fake? It's all an illusion made up by me? Ha ha... If I tell you , This is all the real experience buried deep in your memory..."

"I don't believe it." Mi You stretched out his hand and grabbed it into the void, changed the "Analysis of Dreams", waved his hand and condensed a small reclining chair, and did not plan to get up again when he leaned in there.

"You don't believe me so, it's so sad..." The girl's calm response made the mysterious woman deeply troublesome, but her power at the moment can no longer take the absolute advantage, she can only pretend to admit defeat, "Forget it, Let me take a step back. Let us guess, if you really were in such an environment, how would you deal with it? If you really grew up in the court, because of your extraordinary talents, you were jealous and framed by your dearest brother ..."

"This assumption is not true." Mi You interrupted casually without raising his head, while flipping through the book, while quietly refuting, "Brother Shun would never do such a thing."

"Haha, little girl, you are too naive." The mysterious man laughed loudly. "The old saying goes well by Tara: Knowing people, knowing your face, and not knowing your heart! It's about reaching the supreme throne that day, you think he will give up easily ?"

"First of all, the emperor of Tara Kingdom has always been through the apocalypse ritual, and the supreme **** selects the successor. There is no such thing as the struggle for the emperor. Secondly, I don’t like to give orders to others. The emperor’s throne may be good for you. But I won’t have any interest.” The girl methodically finished the reason, and gently closed the book, looking up into the depths of the mist, her expression still indifferent, “Finally... even if I really want that position, Brother Shun does Will never compete with me."

"It seems that you really trust him completely..." The mysterious man seemed to finally give up continuing to instigate, pretending to be suspicious, "But one thing, I am really curious: Since His Royal Highness is not related to you, you are usually taciturn and temperamental. It's really unpleasant. Why does he treat you so well?"

Her question made Mi You really stunned.

As far as I can remember, these two brothers who came out of nowhere have come to the study room to ask for warmth, and they have never stopped. She seems to be accustomed to such unrequited care and care, and she never thought about the reason...

"A normal person will never show good to others for no reason? I see a lot of people who don't do anything to be courteous. Either they just want nothing, or they have bad intentions, or else..." The mysterious person paused, don't Intentionally spit out a sentence, "He just owes you so many debts, but he dare not tell you, he can only make up for it quietly in this way."

This inference seemed reasonable and reasonable, so Miyou couldn't find any flaws to refute.

Seeing that the girl was deep in thought, the other party hit the iron while it was hot, and pressed her ears to tempt her: "Do you want to know...Why is he so good to you? Do you want to restore those forgotten memories? Do you want to find out, your true identity? ?I can help you."

The sound coming closer is like a greasy and greasy stain, which makes people feel uncomfortable. Mi You didn't believe in this guy who had hidden his head and showed his tail. He settled, looked around his body again, and gently spit out three words like a hostess: "Come out."

Her faint voice seemed to be a divine decree, shaking through the entire space like thunder. A large vortex was suddenly rolled up in the cloud and mist, and a tall figure appeared in response, with countless black and red lights, standing right in front of the girl.

"You can make me show up with just one sentence. What an amazing power... It's... awesome." The mysterious woman didn't panic because of this sudden change. Instead, the corner of her mouth was smiling and her enthusiastic eyes were straight. Staring at the girl with indifferent expression, he seemed to melt her completely.

"Meeting for the first time, Your Royal Highness. My name is Miyou, Miyou Odwin."