Don't panic, nephew. I will take this pot of evil star.

This is... Qi Zhao Di Jing Hang?

How come he is here?

The moment Qi Zhaodi opened the door, he was stunned. There was a man standing in front of Li You’s tablet!

Mu Lanxun narrowed her eyes. After not seeing him for ten years, Emperor Qi Zhao had not changed significantly, except for a few more silver hairs on his temples and a slightly tired look.

Emperor Qi Zhao frowned, the familiar coldness in the eyes of the man before him seemed familiar. It was that brat from ten years ago!

wrong!

"Why are you here?" he asked in surprise. Wasn't it said that this kid had been completely forgotten?

Why are you here?

Mu Lanxun was stunned for a moment, and really didn't know why he came here, but then he thought about it.

He raised his eyebrows and smiled meaningfully, "How could Emperor Qi Zhao appear here?"

Neither of them knew why the other was here, but they didn't want to leave immediately.

"Did Emperor Qi Zhao know this deceased person?"

Mu Lanxun is now a man who is about to enter his thirties. He is no longer the green boy he was ten years ago. After several years of training on the battlefield, his temperament is like a sharp sword edge, as fierce as the wind.

Emperor Qi Zhao had been on the throne for a long time. After a brief surprise, he calmly lit incense and offered sacrifices to a blank tablet.

"Liyou", Liyou on Li...

"..."

It seems that Emperor Qi Zhao knew this person. He burned incense and worshipped him so respectfully, so his status must be quite high. Then why didn't he set up a place in the palace to offer incense?

But choose such a remote place?

He kept thinking in his mind, and all the signs showed that everyone knew about the part of his missing memory, but he was the only one who had forgotten it, and these people didn't want him to remember it.

Mu Lanxun felt a surge of anger. The previous dream, this familiar village, the miraculous scene in the cave, and this nameless tablet...

He thought he was about to guess something, but a sharp pain suddenly hit his head, and along with the heart-wrenching pain came the fragments that flashed by even faster.

The smiles looking up at me under the tree, the worried eyes in the rapids, and the warm and affectionate embraces...

Who is it? Who is it?!

With a "bang", the door was pushed open again, and the faces of Yuan Feng and Wu Bai appeared suddenly.

The two men were doing routine reconnaissance in the vicinity, but unexpectedly they bumped into each other. Fearing that their master might have fired a feint, they came straight over here.

Wubai recognized Mu Lanxun at the first moment. How could this young Emperor Chu appear in Shangli's territory?

He moved silently behind Emperor Qi Zhao, and Yuan Feng also stood beside Mu Lanxun.

"If Emperor Chu has nothing to do, it would be better for him to return to Chu State as soon as possible." Emperor Qi Zhao didn't want to be too cold to this guy in front of Li You's tablet.

"Emperor Qi Zhao seems to be afraid that I will stay here?" Mu Lanxun is also the Emperor Chu, whose status is not lower than that of Emperor Qi Zhao.

Today, only Shangli and Chu are left in the world, and the current Chu is no longer the small country that was forced to send hostages in order to survive.

Emperor Qi Zhao could only be polite. Mu Lanxun's eyes flashed, and he deliberately said, "I had planned to visit Shangli before, but unfortunately my trusted followers stopped me..."

Someone said the words "stop you no matter what" slowly, with some gnashing of teeth.

The corner of Emperor Qi Zhao's eyes twitched, this damn brat!

I really have feelings for Shang Li!!

He glanced at him sharply and found that the man was smiling recklessly, as if he was enjoying a good show.

Emperor Qi Zhao's aura was chilling. "Your Chu State has been at war for years, and the army is exhausted. Do you still have the energy to attack me, Shang Li?"

What he meant was that after so many years of recuperation in Shangli Kingdom, its strength was not comparable to those of small countries and states.

"Haha, it's hard to say..." Mu Lanxun smiled indifferently, glancing at Wubai who drew his sword and pointed it at him, without a trace of smile in his eyes.

Yuan Feng restrained himself and did not draw his sword. After all, they were in another country, and his master was going alone without many people around him. He could not be too impulsive.

The two of them were in a stalemate for a moment, but Mu Lanxun was the first to give in. "Your Majesty, don't panic. I'm just revisiting an old place and have no intention of going beyond that."

Emperor Qi Zhao only came to see Li You temporarily and didn't bring anyone with him. If he really confronted him, it would be hard to say who would win.

Both of them pretended to leave Rong Le Village, and then turned a corner and sneaked in from another direction at the same time.

They both knew each other's whereabouts, but neither of them pointed it out.

Wubai had already sent someone back. Although Yuanfeng also sent a message, he was still uneasy in his heart. He carefully proposed to his Majesty.

"Master, this is Shangli after all. If we have nothing else to do, let's go back quickly..."

Mu Lanxun raised the corner of his mouth slightly, staring at the two-story house with burning eyes.

"Shut up! Wait here!" he whispered.

Now that I'm here, I can't go back empty-handed!

The left and right wing rooms of the mansion have not been thoroughly explored yet, so why not explore them tonight?

After a few leaps, he appeared in the wing on the right. The feeling here was the strongest. What was inside?

In stark contrast to the clean and tidy main room, this room only had very simple furniture: a wooden bed, a few tables and chairs, a dilapidated carved wooden screen, and a few inconspicuous small cabinets.

A breeze blew, and the scene in front of me suddenly changed: there was a person lying on the wooden bed, people were constantly moving back and forth in the room, familiar figures swayed in front of my eyes, and it was as if a wooden stick was stuck in my mind.

Dizziness and pain went straight to his head, and he opened his eyes wide and looked at the familiar figure on the bed.

Who else could it be but myself?

But why doesn't he remember this memory?

His body shuddered violently, and a strange yet familiar feeling surged up. Beneath the numb flesh was a cramping and bone-tearing pain. Every breath he took was like swallowing countless sharp blades, and deep in his bones there was a creaking sound, as if he wanted to break free from his restraints and break out of the ground.

The figure on the bed was shaking violently, clutching the clothes on his chest with both hands, and his limbs were being pinned down, unable to move at all.

Mu Lanxun stared at the tumbling person with bloodshot eyes, and was about to roar out loud with empathy...

A gust of wind blew past him, and a sweet fragrance inexplicably entered his nose. He suddenly forgot to breathe and stared blankly at the beautiful figure running straight to the bedside...

He couldn't hear the sound, but he could clearly see her mouth shape: A Xun...