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The long hair was tied up with a lotus crown, half tied, half draped behind him, his eyebrows were cold and picturesque, his pale lips were slightly pursed, he looked so unkind, and his eyes were like ink, and he couldn't see any emotion.

This person is the missing Xiao Moyan, who has taken off his disguise, and has become even more cold and detached, like a god above the clouds that cannot be blasphemed, out of reach. The silver cloud mark between his eyebrows made him look even more unattainable,

He is no longer Xiao Moyan, the regent of Lizhou in the Dixi Continent, but Tianshu, the hall master of the Heavenly Saint Continent.

The maids guarding the sides couldn't help but quietly glance at the man sitting on the soft couch, and secretly blushed.

Their hall master is a god in the sky, with an ageless face, and a handsome face that even if you just look at it, you feel that you are fortunate in three lives. If you are glanced at by those ink-like eyes, you will have no regrets even if you die.

Tianshu was not in the mood to take care of the careful thoughts of these maids, and looked intently at the scene in front of him, when he saw Ji Xingzhi running to the Regent's Mansion like crazy, walking around the street like a fool, his heart suddenly tightened, and an imperceptible distress flashed in his inky pupils, and his face was still as indifferent as ever, but the hands hidden under the wide sleeves had already been white.

He wanted to go back and hug the weak woman, but he ...... No.

He must stay in the temple and protect the Heavenly Sage, once the Heavenly Sage Continent falls, the nine continents he manages will be ravaged by the two realms of demons and demons, and at that time, it will not only be the fifty-four continents that will be implicated, but the entire nine clans.

"The hall master, the wandering one begs to see." A female voice suddenly sounded outside the hall, and the voice went straight to Tianshu's ears from outside the temple door.

Tianshu didn't make a sound, just kept looking at the picture in front of him, until he saw Ji Xingzhi returning to the palace, he withdrew the picture in front of him, got up and stood up.

Every move seemed to be pulling the clouds, and the robe was a little fluorescent, leaving a sparkling light everywhere he walked.

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The next day, Ji Xingzhi got up from the bed, subconsciously touched the corners of her eyes, and touched a slightly cool residual liquid, and sure enough, she cried again last night.

Ji Xingzhi is almost certain that her memory has been artificially deprived, but this person's ability to deprive her memory is obviously very profound, why is she at a loss; Pain for what; Why Forget...... She seemed to remember, but she seemed to forget, and if a foolish person might just let it pass.

But Ji Xingzhi is obviously not confused, on the contrary, her memory has always been very good, and it is not an exaggeration to say that she will never forget it, if there is a problem with her memory, even if she doesn't dig deeper, her subconscious will find out and guide her to find the reason.

All day long, Ji Xingzhi was thinking about the reason, thinking about herself from the moment she was born to the present, and the other memories are very clear and coherent, the only problem is the part about her imperial uncle Xiao Moyan.

Ji Xingzhi suddenly thought of the painting in the drawer and the words on it, and Ji Xingzhi had a bold guess.

She must have fallen in love with that imperial uncle, but because of their identities, they can't be together, after all, it's forbidden. Jealousy, so one chooses to forget? One chose to leave?

Ji Xingzhi nodded secretly, it is very likely that this is the case, except for this Ji Xingzhi can not find any other reason.

So, all day long, in the eyes of others, Ji Xingzhi seemed to have fallen into an evil spirit, her brows were sometimes wrinkled, sometimes stretched, her face was sometimes serious, and sometimes she was relieved.

After a while, he shook his head, and then nodded to himself.

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