The top-level junior sister also wants to act weak today

The three of them looked at the huge house in front of them and were stunned.

"Yingxue...you're really generous..." Wan Jinan took a long while to find his voice. He stared blankly at the mansion in front of him, with a sigh in his tone: "I was planning to let you find a vacant lot at the foot of the mountain, but you just bought a house? No, I should say you bought a mansion..."

He couldn't help but applaud and admired her sincerely.

Jiang Yingxue's expression was calm, as unperturbed as ever. "I think even at the foot of Yangshan Mountain, healing won't be a matter of a day or two. And even if it's healed, it'll take some time to recuperate. I definitely can't just find some empty space. If there's a house, it's better to heal there."

"Okay!" Wan Jinan nodded. "Master likes your generous appearance. Let's go inside."

After entering the house, the four of them began to treat Yan Chuan's injuries day and night, taking turns.

And this place is indeed as Chu Ying said, with abundant spiritual energy.

Seven days later, when the morning light filtered through the carved window lattices, the last trace of black energy on Yan Chuan's shoulder finally dissipated.

Seeing this, Wan Jinan finally breathed a sigh of relief.

He turned around, picked up the cup and poured the tea directly into his mouth, drinking most of the cold tea without realizing it. Then he put down the cup and sat on a stool beside him.

He sighed softly, then patted his thigh: "Okay, now we just have to wait for Yan Chuan to wake up on his own."

After saying that, he looked at Jiang Yingxue and said, "Yingxue, I've been busy healing Yan Chuan these past few days, so I haven't had time to ask you. But now that I've stopped, I'll speak directly."

Jiang Yingxue nodded slightly, her expression calm: "Master, please ask."

Wan Jinan's gaze fell on Yan Chuan, who was unconscious on the bed, and a complex expression flashed in his eyes: "When I picked up Yan Chuan, he was only ten years old. He was very thin at that time, about this height."

As he spoke, he stretched out his hand to indicate the height, as if he could still see the thin child standing in front of him.

"I asked him his name, and he told me it was Yanchuan. I asked him where his home was and I wanted to take him back. He said he had no family and no one wanted him. I felt sorry for this child, and since he had the spiritual roots to cultivate immortality, I took him back to the Xianyun Sect. But I didn't expect someone to tell me that he is not an ordinary person, but the illegitimate son of your Yun Kingdom's Prime Minister. What's going on?"

A trace of sadness flashed in Jiang Yingxue's eyes: "He is a pitiful man. In order to survive, he has been pretending to be a dandy in the capital."

She paused, looking at Yan Chuan lying on the bed. "His life in Yun Country was not easy. Although he was the son of the Prime Minister, his status was not public and he had spiritual roots, so he suffered from cold eyes and bullying. To protect himself, he could only pretend to be a playboy and mingled in the capital. On the surface, he was eating, drinking and having fun, but in fact, he was cautious at every step, just to seek a glimmer of hope."

Jiang Yingxue told Wan Jinan about Yan Chuan's past experiences in Yun Country.

After hearing this, Wan Jinan felt heartbroken: "Damn it, those people in the Xu Mansion are really worthless!"

"In short, he didn't mean to hide it from you."

"Okay, how could I not know what kind of child Yan Chuan is? It's just..." Wan Jinan frowned: "I don't know what the situation is now. He seems to have lost his memory and only remembers the memories of his time in Yun Kingdom. He seems to be unaware that he once stayed in Xianyun Sect."

"But the silver lining is that he still remembers you." Chu Ying immediately added.

Jiang Yingxue shrugged, looking a little helpless. "But he remembers me as the legitimate daughter of the Marquis of Loyalty and Bravery, not as the junior sister of the Xianyun Sect. Okay, Master, you've been exhausted these past few days. You should go back and rest first. I'll take care of Senior Brother today."

"Okay, then I will go to another courtyard to rest and meditate to recover. If they don't attack us in the next five days, there's no need to come looking for me."

"Okay." Jiang Yingxue nodded, then looked at Chu Ying and the others: "Then you..."

"I won't leave. In fact, it's Master who's been doing all the hard work these days. We haven't had to do much."

"Yes," Cen Yizi also agreed: "Let's stay and help you take care of Senior Brother."

Just as he finished speaking, two messenger birds suddenly burst through the door. They hovered in the air above Chu Ying and Cen Yizi, circling and transforming into pieces of paper before slowly falling.

The two reached out and took the paper.

After reading the contents, they both looked up in shock.

After exchanging a glance, Cen Yizi curled his lips and asked, "What did your note say?"

"You speak first."

"My father told me to enter the palace within three days."

Chu Ying blinked: "Me too!"

As she spoke, Chu Ying came over and handed her note to Cen Yizi, while glancing at Cen Yizi's note.

[Yizhi, the king is summoning the heads and heirs of the eight great families to the palace within three days. He says he has matters of state to discuss and must not be absent. Otherwise, the great families will be punished. You are cultivating outside and must go there on your own. Set off for the palace immediately.]

Chu Ying squeezed the note in her hand: "What you said is similar to what I said. Now my father is the head of the Chu family, and I am his only biological daughter, so I am the heir. Before, I said that only the head of the family can enter the palace, but I didn't expect that we also have a chance..."

Cen Yizhi sighed: "The current king is extravagant and licentious. He suddenly summoned everyone to discuss state affairs. I'm afraid this is the Hongmen Banquet..."

"Then when will we enter the palace? Three days later?"

"I want to go to the palace today and see what's going on."

Chu Ying hesitated for a moment, then heard Jiang Yingxue say, "Brother, I'll just watch over it, you guys go get busy."

She nodded: "Okay then."

"Oh, by the way, this is for you." Jiang Yingxue took out a bamboo tube from her ring and handed it to Cen Yizi: "If the Hongmen Banquet really is in three days, use this to send me a signal."

Cen Yizhi nodded: "Okay."

With that, the two of them left the villa.

As soon as the two of them left, Yan Chuan woke up.

He slowly opened his eyes, his body feeling as heavy as if it were filled with lead.

"Where is this?"

Jiang Yingxue leaned lazily against the bed frame: "Are you finally awake? This is the house I bought."

Yan Chuan struggled to stand up and frowned: "Why am I in Miss Jiang's house?"

Hearing Yan Chuan still calling her Miss Jiang, she couldn't help but sigh.

Sure enough, this guy has lost his memory.

"Let me ask you a question first. Do you remember when was the last time you saw me?"

Yan Chuan didn't hesitate: "You sent someone to take me to the Marquis' Mansion in a sack, and you said you wanted to..."

"What are you thinking about?"

Yan Chuan swallowed, then raised his head, with an unyielding look: "You want to sleep with me."

Jiang Yingxue rubbed her brows and said, "Yes, you really have lost your memory. And you have forgotten a lot."

Yan Chuan didn't understand why, but he had a vague feeling that Jiang Yingxue was right.

Because just by looking at her, he couldn't help but feel desire in his heart.

I inexplicably wanted to get her, wanted to possess her, and my whole body was restless.

This couldn't have been just one encounter...

After a while, Yan Chuan couldn't help but ask: "Since you said I lost my memory, then what did I forget? What is the relationship between us? Why did I appear in your house?"