Luo Qingyu originally didn't have much affection for Lan Xiu. After all, he was Yan Chi's master. She loved Wujiwu and hated Wujiwu, so naturally she was very wary of him...

But - Lan Xiu was indeed very kind to her these past few days. He visited her several times every day and got her many magical elixirs to heal her injuries, which made her heal faster.

When Luo Qingyu first arrived at Lan Mansion, he was particularly alert. Even when he was sleeping, he wanted to keep his eyes open.

Moreover, I would wake up on time at five o'clock every day and habitually want to meditate and practice.

But whenever he moved his body, he would grimace in pain and smile dejectedly.

Originally, she practiced hard in order to become an immortal as soon as possible and always be by his side. What is the purpose of practicing now?

Really becoming the god of war in this heaven?! Or his concubine? She really has no interest!

Although she is too lazy to practice any more, she still wakes up very early every day——

This is a habit she developed in the twenty-eighth heaven this year. She never expected that a lazy person like her would have such a hard-working habit.

Habit - it's really a terrible thing...

In the past eight days, no god except Lan Xiu came to visit her, and of course, he didn't come either...

She originally only had him as a relative in this fairy world, but when he was also a stranger to her, who would care about her life and death?

The words of the Emperor of Heaven floated in her ears, she crushed up a fallen leaf, raised her hand and sprinkled it in the pond, mocking lightly.

She won't be anyone's concubine!

Neither can I, the King of Heaven!

But, what should she do now?

Give up this relationship? She is unwilling to do so!

Di Shiyin loved her to the extreme, she couldn't abandon him just because he lost his memory...

If you don't give up, are you really going to watch him marry Yan Chi, watch them sleep together for fifty years, and then marry him as your concubine?

No, she can't do it!

Thinking about that scene, she wanted to overturn the heaven!

She knew that she should frequently appear in front of Di Shiyin to attract his attention. His memory had been tampered with and deleted. Perhaps it could be restored through her frequent stimulation——

Although this possibility is very small, after all, human brains are different from computers, and they can be restored with one click.

The Emperor didn't know how many times he had to encourage his son to make his memory so flawless. I'm afraid it wouldn't have been possible for her to restore it with just a few moves.

Ordinary stimulation is probably useless...

But there is no hope at all.

In modern times, those who have lost their memory occasionally recover their memories through frequent stimulation from relatives.

She knew that she shouldn't give up any tiny bit of hope, but - when she thought that the two bloody chess pieces and the twenty big boards were all given by him, her heart felt like a big lump, and temporarily

Don't want to take any action...

Standing on the bridge now, looking at the mandarin ducks occasionally swimming under the bridge, she couldn't help but throw a stone out and scatter the pair of mandarin ducks. She didn't want to see anything in pairs now!

With a slight tip of his toe, he lifted up the wine jar at his feet, smashed the mud seal with his palm, raised his head and took a big sip.

This wine was a fine wine, but she only tasted spicy taste.

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