The beautiful mage was kidnapped by the contracted beast again

Like a heavy hammer falling, the moment the woman's voice reached his ears, Jiang Liujing felt a sudden sharp pain in his brain.

It was as if countless noisy voices were flashing in his ears, so chaotic that they were difficult to distinguish.

"Jiang?" Yao Xi looked at his pale face and called out worriedly.

Jiang Liujing shook his head and asked Jiang Yueli in a hoarse voice: "Is the child who will come to see you later him?"

Jiang Yueli glanced at him and shook her head: "No."

She lowered her eyes. "That child didn't grow up with us."

Jiang Yueli didn't have time to be happy that she gave birth to an ordinary child instead of the monster she had imagined, because she heard bad news.

The daughter of her lover's brother is seriously ill and incurable and is expected to die in a few months.

Someone must take on this fate for her so that she can survive.

The more precious the person's fate is, the longer her life and fortune will last.

Jiang Yueli didn't know how they made that judgment, but her newborn baby was taken away in swaddling clothes.

She didn't have strong magical powers and couldn't put up any decent resistance. She could only watch the child being taken away. When the child was sent back, he had a death curse on him that she couldn't remove.

The lover decided to take them out to find a solution, but when they were leaving the city, they ran into people who looked like they were from a cult.

They still caught up.

Jiang Yueli finally made a decision.

"I gave up the child," she said softly.

The teacup slowly rotated under the fiddling of white fingers, and the ripples in the water shattered the figure reflected in it.

Many years later, Jiang Yueli still clearly remembers that day when she threw the swaddling clothes containing her child into the river with tears in her eyes. The baby drifted with the wind to the uninhabited end of the continent.

She had thought she didn't love him, but from the moment he showed any signs of existence, she knew it was a complete mistake. She had strayed into a secret that she shouldn't have been close to, and the only way for her to find her best future was to abandon, cut off, and stay away from it.

But when she saw that he had just regained his life but was already judged dead, she still felt a strong sadness.

No matter what the reason for her birth, it was her first child.

"After I gave up on him, the cult stopped tracking us. I don't know if this was out of that man's kindness. My lover took me to various countries on the continent to help me distance myself from the past. We have a new and healthy child, and everything seems to be back on track."

"Wait." Yao Xi suddenly raised her head at this moment.

She said hesitantly, "The Jiang Liujing you're talking about, isn't that the one from the Imperial Magic Academy..."

"It's him." Jiang Yueli said with a sigh.

"I thought he was dead, but he's still alive."

Jiang Yueli took out something that looked like a picture album and pushed it onto the table. A few large gilded characters on the album instantly caught the eyes of Jiang Liujing and Yaoxi.

The Elegant Chronicles of the Ancient Fantasy Land Beauties

There is another line of small words at the bottom.

——Looking back.

It doesn't look like a serious book at first glance.

Jiang Liujing: "..."

How could anyone recognize someone through something like this?

He watched in silence as Jiang Yueli flipped through the pages of the book. Because she flipped through the pages frequently, she found the page she wanted without much effort. When she opened it, a bust of a young man appeared on the page.

The artist who painted him obviously loved him very much. Even if the boy just raised his eyes coldly, he portrayed him as a king looking down on the world.

Amidst the mottled colors and shadows, only the young man in the painting is dressed in pure black and white.

Jiang Yueli gently stroked the cheek of the boy in the painting with her fingertips, as if she was touching the real existence through the air.

"He's doing well. I think he probably doesn't want us to bother him anymore."

"But a few days ago, we received news that he had been attacked and had been in a coma."

"I think I might know where to find him."

Others may not know, but Jiang Yueli is certain that this is the work of Pope Cyrus.

That man was used to enduring, lurking like a poisonous snake in the darkness. He had given Jiang Liujing freedom all these years, and he would certainly take it back one day.

Jiang Yueli had been in the Divine Cult before and had heard many of their conversations up close. She knew which cities were where the Divine Cult members often frequented.

After hearing the news about Jiang Liujing, she deceived her husband and children and went to each city in the name of traveling to relax, until today, she finally found him.

The new Son.

Completely different skin.

Blocked memories.

None of this affects a mother's ability to identify her child in a crowd.

She looked at Jiang Liujing. The boy's eyes had been fixed on the portrait since he opened the album.

She whispered, "Do you remember? Who are you?"

far away.

The man who was originally maintaining a polite smile and quietly listening to the conversation between the people next to him suddenly turned his head, and his eyes instantly became cold.

He felt that the memory seal he had set for Jiang Liujing was being impacted.

"Your Holiness?"

"Sorry, I have something else to do, so I won't stay any longer."

He nodded to a few people, and then he didn't even get on the carriage. His figure flashed and disappeared on the spot, leaving the crowd with stunned expressions on the ground.

In the teahouse, Jiang Liujing felt his headache getting worse and worse, and even thinking about this matter became difficult.

Jiang Yueli saw the cold sweat on his forehead and was about to reach out to wipe it off for him, but her body suddenly froze.

There was another person beside her.

Silent and ghostly.

Cyrus's eyes lost their usual gentleness and glanced at her coldly.

At that moment, Jiang Yueli's scalp tingled, and she almost thought she was going to die here. But Cyrus's gaze shifted to Jiang Liujing.

The boy's face looked pale and painful.

It's so painful, why do you have to think about it and remember it?

"Do you want your memories so badly?" Cyrus murmured softly, leaning over and picking up the boy.

Then he said coldly to Yao Xi, "Catch this woman."

He and Jiang Liujing disappeared into thin air in an instant.

Jiang Yueli sat in her seat for a long time without moving.

In fact, when she came here, she had anticipated the result of being captured again. Cyrus had finally brought the person back, so how could he let him go so easily?

She didn't know why she came in the end.

But do you regret it?

Actually not.

She just felt sorry for her lover and other child.

They knew nothing about what happened today and were still waiting for their wives/mothers to return.

Perhaps all this was retribution for abandoning the child that day.

She raised her pale face and smiled gently at Yao Xi, who was biting her lip and seemed hesitant. "Don't feel pressured. I know this is his order."

She was an ordinary person who was not suitable for practicing magic, and she had no power to resist Yao Xi, the powerful magician.

Yaoxi's gaze fell on the window.

She saw a tall man walking towards her holding the hand of a little blond boy. The little boy's eyes were the same black as Jiang Yueli's, and he was happily talking to the man next to him.

Both of them were holding flowers in their hands, which seemed to be gifts for someone.

"Go away." Yao Xi said suddenly.

Jiang Yueli looked at the blonde girl in surprise.

She knew clearly that these holy sons and daughters of the Divine Religion were just new puppets cultivated by Cyrus although their words sounded nice. They had always been loyal to Cyrus and regarded his orders as the golden rule.

Yao Xi turned her face away and didn't look at her.

"Go now, don't wait for me to change my mind."