She remembered hurting Chu Yuxiao, remembered his resolute figure leaving, remembered her own heart-wrenching cries...
remembered the last words her master had said to her.
"Good child, sleep now, when you wake up, all the pain will be gone..."
Master, did you erase my memories?
Did you not want me to be in too much pain?
Was it you who brought me back here?
Can I truly not return? Do I have to be separated from Chu Yuxiao forever...
Her heart spasmed, and Su Yan's tears fell in torrents.
It really hurt, just thinking about it made her unable to breathe, made her want to die immediately.
No wonder master erased her memories; with the memories of the Great Nan Dynasty, she couldn't continue living...
Tears, dropping one by one like beads off a string, fell on the Dustless Pearl, fell on Yi Qingcheng's hands.
With clouded eyes, Su Yan saw Yi Qingcheng's face.
It was exactly like Chu Yuxiao's...
