Yoon-sun likes this feeling of being alone with a beautiful woman, which gives him an inexplicable comfort.

He asked the girl beside him, "Qian'er, my mind is very messy now, and I can't think of anything, especially since it feels like many years have passed." Tell me, what year is it?"

When Qian'er heard his words, she was suddenly startled, her little face turned pale, and she couldn't help but say: "Ah, don't scare the slave maid! If you have amnesia, this is terrible." I'm going to ask the chief steward to get the doctor to come. With that, she was about to get up.

Yunshan hurriedly grabbed her hand, pulled her back to the bed, and explained, "It's okay, don't worry, answer my question first." What year and month is it?"

Qian'er was held by Yunshan's hand, and suddenly felt a little nervous in her heart, her face was blushing, but she didn't dare to say it clearly.

"Lord Wang, now, it's still twenty-two years of Chengde. ”

"Chengde, is there such an era name in Chinese history?" Yunshan lowered his head and thought about it, and suddenly, a cold sweat flowed down his forehead.

Isn't this the original world? Didn't I travel to another plane, those places called otherworldly continents?

Yunseon's heart was full of shock.

"I heard that when the prince was walking birds on the street this morning, he was suddenly attacked from behind and knocked on a stick, and the prince fainted on the spot. The guards didn't catch the black hand, so they had to hurriedly carry the prince back to the palace. ”

Qian'er said carefully, trying to help Yun-sun remember something.

"The prince didn't know, when you were just carried back, the whole palace was scared to death, especially a few stewards and the warden army, they were even more frightened, and immediately scolded those guards, and beat the buttocks of those guards. However, they are so incompetent that they deserve to be robbed by the prince. ”

After speaking, Qian'er asked with concern, "Lord Wang, what do you remember now?"

"This king has a headache, and he still can't remember it......"

Yun Sun knocked his head hard and said as if in pain. He was worried that he was afraid of saying too much and making too many mistakes, so he had to continue to use the big trick of "amnesia".

He clasped his head tightly with both hands, and said with a sad expression: "Now the palace has become strange to me, but I still remember some of you." ”

Yunshan acted very well, Qian'er was so anxious that her eyes were red, but when she heard that the prince still only recognized herself, the softness in her heart was finally touched, and she couldn't help but let a few tears slip down.

She sobbed in a low voice: "The prince really has amnesia, how can this be good? Those guards really deserve to be killed!"

Yunsun grinned, he could feel the deep concern of the beauty in front of him, and he couldn't help but feel a warm heart.

He gently patted the back of Qian'er's hand in his hand and comforted: "Actually, it's nothing, don't cry." In this case, you can tell me about the affairs here, including mine, yours, everyone, and this country, and I will listen to them again. Looking at what I remember and what I don't, I can deepen and consolidate my memory, and maybe I'll recover. ”

Qian'er also knew that now was not the time to cry, so she hurriedly wiped her tears with a silk handkerchief and said, "Lord Wang, the slave maid was sad and happy for a while, but she lost her temper in front of you. ”

Qian'er wiped her tears, and then said slowly to Yunshan: "Slave Qian'er, my father is the captain of the old prince's former subordinates. Fifteen years ago, my father was killed in a riot, and my mother died of grief. At that time, I was only three years old, the old prince took pity on me as an orphan and no one took care of me, so he took me into the house, and after the old prince died a few years ago, I became a big maid around the prince. ”

"The old prince is the only half-brother of the emperor of our great Yu country, Emperor Yu has no children, and the old prince only has you a bloodline, so Emperor Yu has always been very favored by the prince, and at the age of 11, he named you the king of Hailing County, and after the death of the old prince, you inherited the title of King Yong. The prince is a person who was born to awaken the martial soul, and he is very talented in cultivation. After 15 years of medicinal bath quenching to lay the foundation of the body, the prince entered the realm of perception when he was 19 years old last year, became a cultivator, and embarked on the road of cultivation, this year the prince was 20 years old, and he cultivated the first vitality in the body and successfully stepped into the Danyuan realm......"

At this time, Qian'er's eyebrows fluttered, and her little pink face was full of pride and pride.

Yunshan had a look of surprise on her face, and couldn't help but interrupt her and said, "Qian'er, wait." You just said I can cultivate?"

Qian'er nodded and affirmed: "How dare the slave deceive the prince." The prince might as well slap the table in this room and try it. ”

When Yun Shan heard this, he immediately had great interest, and he hurriedly landed on the bed and eagerly came to a table of eight immortals in the center of the room.

His heart moved freely, and he was deeply lucky, and then he felt a mysterious power surging in his palm.

Feeling this power, Yunshan couldn't help but feel excited, raised his right palm and slapped it the table.

only heard the sound of "pop", Yun Shan grinned in pain, but the Eight Immortals table was still not moving, so angry that he threw a complaining look at Qian'er.

Qian'er burst out laughing, but she hurriedly came to the table and lifted the curtain on the table.

"The prince's cultivation is still shallow, so naturally he can't do it to the point of slapping his hands and breaking the table, but he still has the strength to print a palm print. ”

Sure enough, after the curtain on the table was lifted, Yunshan saw that there was really a shallow palm print on the table where he slapped it down, as if it had been carved by the master carver.

Yun Shan saw that he was really able to cultivate, and his heart was ecstatic.

The world is so different!

He jumped three feet high excitedly, his face full of irrepressible smiles, and said to himself: "Great, I am really a cultivator! Isn't it not long before I will quickly upgrade to become the protagonist of the era to marry Bai Fumei, and from then on to the peak of martial arts?"

Seeing that his words became more and more confused, Qian'er couldn't help but shake her head, sighed, and said, "It seems that the prince is really amnesiac, and he even forgot his own ability." ”

Yunshan reacted at this time, scratched his head in embarrassment, and said, "I have amnesia, it's normal if I don't remember." Then he asked her curiously, "Can you cultivate that Qian'er?"

When Qian'er heard this, she shook her head gloomily and said, "Slave and maid Fu Bo are people who can't awaken their martial souls, and they can't sense the power of heaven and earth, so they can't step into the path of cultivation. ”

Yun Shan couldn't help frowning and said, "What is the martial soul that Qian'er just said?"

"I've heard this old prince say before. He said that cultivators can cultivate because there is a mysterious energy in heaven and earth, called Yuan Force, which can be absorbed and refined by cultivators and transformed into their own cultivation and strength, so Yuan Force is the foundation of all cultivators in the world. It can be said that Yuan Li is the greatest gift that this heaven and earth has given to all things in the world, however, not everyone in the world is eligible to enjoy this gift. ”