Madame's voice was like a ghost, and it came into my ears one after another.

I felt a pang in my heart, my eyes darkened, and I grabbed Madame's hand on my head, and said in a dumb voice: "Tell me, what is going on?! I am wasting time here needlessly, do you know that my sister and they are in dire straits! Madam! Don't you even care about your sister?"

Madame's eyes stared at me in a daze—her full eyes finally burst, and tears rolled down her face.

The adult patted Mrs. on the back, and her voice was cold: "Meiyi has just woken up, and it still takes time to adapt, and you don't have to say a few words - say more and make more mistakes." ”

Madame's body stiffened, and she gently broke free of my hand, and at the moment when her cold fingertips were about to leave my hand, her eyes suddenly lit up, and she asked me softly: "Meiyi, have you been hungry for so long?"

All I could think of was the four words that the adults had just said: "Too many words, more mistakes." What does this mean? It is clear that there is something to hide from me, but I can't tell the truth, because I am afraid of being "wrong", what kind of "mistake" will it be?

I looked around me, and there were no outsiders, and the adults were so cautious, as if they were afraid that someone would listen through the wall, what was he afraid of?

"Meiyi is hungry, I'll go get you something to eat. Without waiting for my answer, Madame spoke to herself, clapped my hand, and got up and went out.

"Your Excellency......" I called.

The adult flattened his palms and palms down, signaling me to be quiet, then turned and paced to the window again, standing still with his back to me.

Embarrassing silence.

If it had been put in the past, I would have been looking for an explanation for my crying and sprinkling, but after so many things, I know that calmness is more useful than impulsiveness, and this strange situation, adults and ladies seem to be unable to speak, and no matter how hard they press, they can't ask for a result, so I have to figure out my own way.

Suddenly, my mind flashed, and I quietly raised my arm and put my hand over my forehead.

There was a wild beat in my heart—my forehead was so smooth! Where did my forehead spirit wings go?

I lowered my arm and looked at my right hand, the bare on my index finger - the dragon ring was gone!

I slowly put my hand on my neck, and then in my arms, my heart was getting cold little by little - the pearl given by the blue dragon was nowhere to be found!

"The Dragon's Order!" I said silently in my heart, calling my faithful companion.

Nothing happened.

The wind swept in from the window, stirring the curtain and hitting the adults, making a "poof" sound.

The adults were motionless.

He had his back to me, but somehow, I felt like I was being stared at by a pair of eyes.

As if I had stepped into the air, I fell towards the abyss, and cold sweat seeped out of my back, could it be ...... Could it be that I really woke up from a deep sleep for sixteen years? Was everything before me a dream?!

There is no blue dragon, no pearl, no dragon ring, no spirit wings...... I didn't have everything that I had before, and I didn't even open my eyes and really see my brother's appearance, because Mrs. just said very clearly, I woke up after my brother and sister set off!

Didn't forget to say anything?

It's like a thousand arrows piercing the heart.

Impossible!

Even if his honey-colored skin, sword eyebrows and starry eyes, and his gentle and comfortable bearing like a summer evening were just a dream, the fresh and elegant faint fragrance on his body could not be just a dream!

My brother once told me that no matter how clear and outrageous a dream is, you can't use your sense of smell because you can't smell anything or make out anything in your dreams.

I believe what my brother said, and I also believe in the smell of forgetting words, because the unique fragrance in my memory cannot be imagined at all, let alone appear in dreams.

I have nothing left now, alone in this situation, but I have to remind myself that everything in the past is not a dream.

I want to keep that in mind.

I have gradually seen some clues: someone, united with my lord and wife, has taken everything from me and wants to erase my memories and experiences.

Who would do that, and why would they do it, and why should adults and ladies cooperate?

I do not know.

"Meiyi, drink something. Madame went and came back and called me in a whisper of magic—the voice that had whispered in my ears so many times that it almost lifted me from my bed.

Although Madame prefers to paint the sea, she treats me with sincerity. For sixteen years, she has treated me well, I know.

I sighed, and reached for the cup in Madame's hand—it was not what was in the cup, but that Madame had used a bowl, an open bowl, instead of a cup.

Instead of sitting at the dining table to eat, why did Madame use a bowl to fill me with something to drink, is there something strange about this drink?

I stretched out my hand to take it, and was about to take a closer look—to be honest, I was indeed dizzy from hunger, as if I hadn't eaten a serious meal since I woke up! Walking with the Bloodline, and having a mission at the same time, all kinds of strange things have not stopped, and I am so competitive, sometimes I forget that I am hungry, and it is not easy to survive until now!

The bowl was in the lady's hand, but she didn't let go.

I pushed a little harder.

Madame has not yet lost her hand.

I looked up at her, and her eyes were full of eyes, and her expression was not unusual.

How could there be no abnormality?

"I'm really hungry...... I swallowed, muttering (the saliva was real) and my eyes swept over the contents of the bowl.

Not blood. Nor milk. A clear, dark liquid. I don't see anything out of the ordinary.

Suddenly, my eyes kept going down, my scalp was numb, and my heart skipped two beats!

It turns out that Madame brought me this drink in an open bowl for this reason!