Everything that happened today seemed to be beyond her understanding of the past ten years. Miss Su San looked at the ring on her hand.

Demons and gods, these were mysterious and bizarre things that originally only existed in legends.

Just like that, it was suddenly presented before her eyes, leaving her at a loss as to what to do for a moment.

Moreover, is Brother Xuan really a demon? Or, is the man who just married her really Brother Xuan?

Is the person who is talking to her in the ring really a mountain god? If he is a god, why can't he just show up and solve the problem?

What is true? What is false? How can she tell the difference? What should she do?

It is obvious that Brother Xuan from the Huang family is her childhood sweetheart whom she has known since she was young.

They once went boating on the lake together, together... together...

What happened? Why couldn't she remember the past? Miss Su San clenched the handkerchief in her hand and tried hard to recall.

But she found that the memories of the past were like a fire across the river, which she could never reach.

And there are also faint signs of being replaced. A picture just vaguely emerged in my mind.

Although she couldn't see it clearly, it planted an imperceptible seed in her heart.

The most important thing is why she had to encounter such a thing. Although she was a girl in the boudoir, she was not really brought up in a pampered manner.

Most things in this world have their own cause and effect, and she wouldn't encounter them without any reason.

What exactly is the reason that puts me in this situation?

Then, perhaps sensing Miss Su San's current condition, the voice claiming to be the mountain god Qing Tuo in the ring said:

"If you can't see it clearly at the moment, you might as well use your heart to feel it next time."

"How to feel it?" Miss Su San asked doubtfully.

She felt that the man who called himself the Mountain God Qing Tuo seemed to be intentionally guiding her to find the truth of the matter herself.

“Naturally, just go with the flow and do what you want to do.”

"Do what I want to do?" Miss Su San continued to ask.

The next moment, a series of hurried footsteps were heard outside the door.

She had no choice but to restrain her expression and turned to look at the door. It should be Young Master Huang Qi who came.

Sure enough, the next moment, the door opened in front of her, and Young Master Huang Qi walked up to her with a delicate and small food box in his hand, smiling.

He waved it before her eyes like a treasure:

"My dear, are you hungry? Your husband brought you your favorite snacks."

As Young Master Huang Qi spoke, the tenderness in his eyes almost overflowed.

The look and expression on their faces were no different from those of an ordinary couple, and they were even more affectionate.

"What is it?" Miss Su San saw it and concealed the curiosity in her eyes.

Obediently, he was pulled by Young Master Huang Qi and sat in front of a table filled with various fruits.

See him push those things aside, put the snack box on top, and open them layer by layer.

Although this food box is small, it has three built-in layers.

Each layer is not only placed with a plate of extremely exquisite snacks, but also with a cup of matching flower wine.

For example, the first layer of snow-white and extremely soft fermented glutinous rice dumplings (Xue Mei Niang) is paired with peach blossom wine, which is slightly red in color and has a lingering taste.

The second layer is brightly colored, with each fingertip-sized pea yellow, paired with pear blossom white that is as clear as spring water and has a slightly spicy taste.

The third floor is...

In short, everything was her favorite to eat. Even though her memory was fuzzy now, she knew it instinctively.

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