In different time and space, Qiao Qingyan lay back to the Beizhao Palace.

She received all the pillows and quilts that Ji Wuchen had slept with.

Finally, I hugged her and wrapped her in airtightly.

The couple had an unexpected tacit understanding.

Sniffing the familiar masculine aura, Qiao Qingyan curled the corners of her lips with peace of mind.

If you bear it any longer, you will be able to return to normal once you find Wuchen.

She believed that she would definitely find him.

No matter how difficult it is, how slim it is.

As I thought about it, tears fell from the corners of my eyes and soaked my pillow.

Finally, I fell asleep with a smile.

In the dream, she dreamed that Ji Wuchen had lost her memory, didn't remember who she was, and even regarded her as a man.

So Qiao Qingyan, who was sleeping, beat Ji Wuchen up and then slept hard.

He knew by example whether she was a man or a woman.

She still remembered her smirk of success after eating and wiping it out.

When he woke up the next day, Qiao Qingyan was frightened by her own dream and patted her red cheeks.

Damn, Qiao Qingyan, knowing that Wuchen is still alive, you can't be such a beast, you have such a disharmonious dream on the first night, right?

She silently despised herself. After spending time with the great devil, her thoughts and actions were assimilated.

This kind of move was the one that Ji Wuchen was most used to and used in the past.

On the other side, when Ji Wuchen woke up, the couch was in chaos.

Half of the quilt fell to the ground, and two pillows fell to the ground, demonstrating how bad the owner had had that night.

He opened his eyes in confusion, looked at such a messy scene, and then turned back to the couch.

It must be because of the wrong way to open his eyes. He has always been obsessed with cleanliness and obsessive-compulsive disorder. If he did this, it must be not him.

I closed my eyes and opened my eyes again, and there was still a mess on the couch.

Ji Wuchen's eyes twitched, and his ears were red.

What's wrong with me?

I won’t say that it’s so messy, he still dreams! He hasn’t settled in one night.

He dreamed of the man named Qingyan, who was a girl, but unfortunately he didn't see her appearance clearly.

In the dream, he and the girl were very familiar with each other and got along well.

And then...

Thinking of the beautiful scene below, Ji Wuchen's temple was bulging, why did he dream about these things?

Who is Qingyan?

It's really strange.

Knock, the servant knocked carefully at the door.

"Your Highness, have you gotten up?"

With a messy thoughts gathered, Ji Wuchen nodded indifferently and stayed in a cold manner.

The servant reported outside the door, "Your Highness, the emperor is here, waiting for you in the front hall."

Ji Wuchen frowned and showed his repulsive and disgusting expression.

No more response, he opened the door with a cold air all over his body and walked slowly towards the front hall.

In the front hall, a middle-aged man wearing a bright yellow dragon robe had handsome eyebrows, mature temperament, and aura.

Behind him was a bunch of palace maids and eunuchs, with a huge show of popularity.

Beside her is a beautiful woman younger than Ji Wuchen. Her special ornate palace outfit highlights her hot figure.

The charming eyeliner outlined, every frown and smile can attract the soul, like a vixen who is extremely powerful, is feeding men with a smile.

The two of them kissed each other from time to time, and the picture was sweet and eye-catching.

The palace maids and eunuchs have long been used to this kind of scene. They lower their heads and dare not look at them. They can hear the sound of saliva clearly in a quiet way.

The moment Ji Wuchen stepped into the hall, the first thing that caught his eye was this eye-catching scene.

His eyebrows were frowning even more tightly, "What are you going to do? Get out of my territory and don't dirty this place."

He turned around and was about to leave. The Dragon Robe Emperor slapped the table angrily and shouted in a deep voice.

"Rareless! When you see me, what is your attitude?"

Ji Wuchenliang replied, "My dear Lord of the Temple, do you need to look at your face?"

The emperor's face was ashen with a blocked face. He wriggled his mouth a few times before he roared angrily.

"I look down on me, the emperor. No matter how I am, I am your biological father! Who treats my father like you?"

The roar is deafening, and the spirit oppresses people.

The palace maids and eunuchs knelt on the ground in panic, and Ji Wuchen, who was carrying them on his back, was unmoved, and his expression remained unchanged.

"Father, are you worthy?"

The five faint words made Xuanyuan Jin feel very relaxed.

Why did he have such a disobedient son? I really regret that he didn't kill him with one sword!

So much so that now he has become his biggest and most troublesome enemy, and father and son have become enemies that cannot be resolved for the rest of their lives.

"Xuanyuan Wuchen!"

Ji Wuchen was still as calm as usual, "My name is Ji Wuchen."

He is surnamed him, his mother, Ji Ruochu.

Unfortunately, I will never come back.

When Ji Wuchen thought of the woman next to Xuanyuan Jinsong, he felt very disgusted.

Xuanyuan Jinsong covered his anger and tightened his heart, and he felt a lot of depression.

The lord of a dynasty, in front of Ji Wuchen, all of the proud demeanor and majesty collapsed.

Since the moment Ji Wuchen appeared, Li Wu's light fell straight on him, and his heart that had been silent for a long time was throbbing.

Her Wuchen is finally back!

She knew everything Ji Wuchen did on the Star Continent and knew him well, including his marriage.

Li Wu didn't care because she knew that those women were not worthy of him and could not really accompany him to the end.

In the end, it must be her.

Such a superior and top-notch man is even more outstanding than his father, and he must fall into her palm. Both of the supreme men belong to her!

Li Wu concealed her little thoughts in her heart and gave Xuanyuan Jinsong a compassionate breath.

"Your Majesty, how are you doing? Is your breathing smoother?"

While serving Xuanyuan Jinsong, he looked at Ji Wuchen from time to time.

"Wuchen~ Don't be so angry with the emperor. No matter what, blood relationship cannot be broken."

Ji Wuchen was too lazy to waste time here, and strided away in deaf ears and ordered the guards of the temple.

"Turn them out, without the consent of the deity, they must not be allowed to enter the temple half a step!"

"yes."

The guards respectfully and accept the order. Regardless of whether the other party was the lord of the dynasty or not, they only listened to Ji Wuchen's order and rushed to the death without mercy.

Ji Wuchen rubbed his eyebrows, "Where has Ye Yu gone? Call the six people over for wind, rain, lightning, water and fire."

What he did before, they must have known everything they had done as his closest and trusted Ye Yinggu.

The personal servant of the temple replied, "Your Highness, where did Lord Ye Yu go and leave with you. You are back, he has not come back, and we don't know where he is now."

Ji Wuchen thought about it, but his mind was blank, but he actually had no memory.

No matter how hard he tries to recall, there is still no clue.

He could only give up for the time being, "What about the other five?"

"The other adults are here."

"Call it."

Li Wu in the hall quietly curled the corners of her lips, and an undercurrent surged in her eyes.

Night Shadow Guard?

Unfortunately, Wuchen was disappointed.

Her eyes looked at each other from time to time, with a hidden heat and a strong seduction.

Thinking of her relationship with Xuanyuan Jinsong, Ji Wuchen felt nauseous and urged the guards without looking back.

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