Ao Chenye felt a chill in his body and mind, and his head was so cold that he felt cold.
Dequan's words... are already inseparable...
Although he still couldn't believe that he had lost part of his memory, although he still stared at Dequan inquiringly, and although he still hoped that Dequan was lying, in his heart he had already accepted the fact that he had lost his memory for no reason.
He thought that after unlocking the love elixir under Yang Xi, his mind would be free again. What went wrong?
In the cell, silence, silence...
Dequan held his breath and secretly looked at Ao Chenye, waiting for him to understand, waiting... He wanted to understand that His Highness had deceived him.
However, he waited for a long time, but did not see any reaction from his master. He just frowned and had a tense look on his face, but he didn't know what he was thinking.
Somewhat anxiously, Dequan couldn't help but remind him again: "If the king still doesn't believe in the old slave, you might as well summon your elf now to see if it is still with you?"
This is the fastest way to prove that he is not lying at this moment.
The king's clone spirit will definitely come out once summoned, unless it is no longer in the king's hands, then there is only one possibility, the king himself gives it away!
Hearing this, Ao Chenye's pupils secretly shrank.
He had already thought of this fastest evidence, but...
He closed his eyes, and then opened them firmly, his eyes shining brightly.
"Okay, I will summon my elf for the time being. If I find out that you are lying, I will be careful with your head!"
He used strong and domineering words to hide the turmoil in his heart.
"I am willing to risk my life to take responsibility for what I have said!" Dequan swore without any hesitation.
Ao Chenye took a deep look at him and couldn't see any flinching from him, so he secretly raised his energy, concentrated on casting a spell and began to summon the clone elves that only he could control...
Just when Ao Chenye had just cast a spell to summon him, he suddenly felt a strong feeling - "It's here?!"
In just the blink of an eye, he moved with a swish of figure, and then ducked to the corner of the cell. Eunuch Dequan turned around and looked over in confusion, only to see - "Ah?! How could...it must be...
Miss Er accidentally dropped it when she was taken away by unknown people last night." Dequan looked at the crystal pendant that Ao Chenye picked up from the messy hay, and his eyes widened in shock.
Miss Kerr lost this crystal elf, and Wang will remember everything in the future, how will he find her?
Over in the corner, Ao Chenye was holding a crystal pendant, with the crystal hanging on a bright silver chain. His dragon clone spirit flashed in the crystal in response to his call.
He stared blankly at this delicate necklace. It was obviously an accessory for women. When... would he actually make his own elf into jewelry and give it to a woman? This was simply impossible in the past!
However, the facts are now clearly before his eyes...
"Did I really love a woman so much..." Unable to bear the sudden fact, he murmured as if it were a fantasy.
Seeing his expression as if he was deeply shocked and unable to accept the facts, Eunuch Dequan became a little worried. He wondered if the Wang Qing Dan that His Highness gave the king would make him feel uncomfortable because the king knew these past events?
Thinking of the various discomforts Wang had suffered due to Princess Yangxi's love pill, he couldn't help but feel nervous: "Wang, are you... okay?"
However, Ao Chenye did not respond to his concern. A pair of black eyes only stared at the crystal for a moment. What he saw was... the obvious drop of bright red on the forehead of the little golden dragon elf.
A strong feeling told him that it was...a drop of blood, human blood!
Whose blood had stained the heart of the little golden dragon, and whose blood had made the little golden dragon so unforgettable that it left that drop of blood...
"Wang, what's wrong with you?"
Seeing that he was just looking at the crystal pendant quietly, Dequan couldn't help but become more worried, so he came closer.
"This blood..." Ao Chenye murmured softly, feeling that the bright red drop was so bright that it was a bit dazzling, and it made his heart hurt.
When Eunuch Dequan heard his soft murmur, he suddenly realized. He suddenly remembered and exclaimed: "Yes, I remembered it. When Miss Ke'er rescued the slave in the dry well that day, it was because her hand was injured."
It was worn out, and blood flowed to the pendant, awakening the elf, so we were saved by your elf."
Her hands...are bleeding...
Ao Chenye only felt something hit him hard on his chest. He closed his eyes, feeling sad that he still had no impression of her.
She asked in a low voice with a somewhat hoarse voice: "...Why didn't you tell me about this before? You didn't tell me until she asked you to tell me. Do you not take this king seriously? You should tell me...
…”
There was no edge in his voice, just pure depression.
Eunuch Dequan was ashamed but also slightly showed his injustice: "Based on the king's love for Princess Yang Xi at that time, I'm afraid the king would just let Miss Ke'er settle down. I'm afraid he wouldn't allow Miss Ke'er to say anything to Princess Yang Xi.
Tao Si'."
After hearing this, Ao Chenye suddenly felt a vague sentence ringing in his ears - I will not allow you to slander Yang Xi...
Just a fleeting word, but he instantly grasped an exit in the darkness.
He felt that it was what he said to Ke'er!
A surging wave suddenly surged into his heart. He raised the crystal pendant to his eyes and stared at the little golden dragon intently.
——My spirit, tell me the story of this drop of blood!
He used strong thoughts in his heart to begin to sense his clone spirit.
The little golden dragon spirit was the result of his thousands of years of cultivation, and there was a deep resonance between them.
Just when he strongly summoned the little elf's heart, the silent little golden dragon suddenly flashed with an even stronger golden light, accompanied by a starry blush, and with a "swish", the golden-red light shone on Ao Chenye's forehead...
…
For a moment, Ao Chenye saw it in his mind - Ke'er desperately jumped into the dry well to hold Dequan, and the two of them hung dangerously by the well. Her hand holding on to the stone on the well wall dripped with blood...
…
In just a moment, he sensed all the images transmitted to him by the elves.
Then, the golden-red light slowly dimmed until it disappeared, and the elf returned to its normal state of jewelry.
Ao Chen Ye held the pendant tightly, feeling particularly shocked by the scene he just "saw".
"So... you were moved by her..." He murmured to the sleeping elf, his throat tightening so much that his voice became hoarse.
That stupid woman jumped down without any regard for the danger to her own life.
God! How many beautiful things about her has he forgotten?
He closed his eyes in pain to hide the surging waves in his eyes.
But...
He savored this unfamiliar yet familiar name in his heart, and his chest was so tight that he almost couldn't breathe.
After a while, he opened his eyes, reorganized his mind, and put away the crystal pendant.
Calmness returned to his deep black eyes.
Looking at Dequan seriously, he asked seriously: "Do you know why I forgot Ke'er?"
Master and servant have worked together for so many years, and Dequan's words and deeds tell him that he must know something.
Hearing his master's question, Dequan suddenly felt brighter in his heart. However, when he thought that the matter would involve his master's most respected and trusted relatives, he couldn't help but hesitate.
"Dequan?" Seeing that he didn't answer as if he was hesitant, Ao Chenye's questioning tone dropped slightly.
Seeing his strong aura of wanting to pursue the truth, Dequan had no choice but to reply softly: "Wang, old slave...I have no evidence, but I suspect that His Highness gave you an antidote that was not a love pill at all.
, but the Forgetfulness Pill that was stolen from Leng Yun’s hand..."
Halfway through the words, when he saw Ao Chenye's dark eyes glaring with displeasure, Dequan quickly requested: "Wang, please don't be angry. I will wait until the servant slowly explains the doubts..."
So Dequan told Ao Chenye all the doubts he had seen and heard, including - "Wang, do you still remember that before you went to the temple yesterday, you knew that Miss Ke'er was missing?
How anxiously I ordered the old slave and others to find her, otherwise the old slave would be killed. I remember that time..."
So Dequan went on to tell how Ao Chenye reacted excitedly when he heard Ke'er was missing, how nervous he was and worried about her weak body, etc. One by one.
Listening to Dequan's description, Ao Chenye was stunned: "Am I... like that?"
He would lose his square inch for a woman, and actually... he would also throw away the Tenglong Kingdom Memorial that he valued so much?!
"It's absolutely true! There were other palace people there at the time, and the king could have gone to them to question them!"
"So, Brother Wang... No, it's impossible. How could Brother Wang give me the Forgettable Pill? He has never interfered with anything of mine. He won't..." Ao Chenye couldn't believe it.
He shook his head, his handsome face was a little pale, and his eyes were trembling with a deep shock.
How could he believe it...
Yang Xi, who had always treated him like a sister, plotted against him, and even his most respected eldest brother also plotted against him...
"King..." Eunuch Dequan looked at his master's deeply shocked expression and felt sad in his heart.
After serving his master for so long, how could he not know how much his master values kinship?
Because of the betrayal of Concubine Six, the master suddenly lost his parents, including the little princess in the belly of the late old queen. All relatives suddenly left the young master. He saw that kind of pain with his own eyes.
How did you get through it?
Now, it is such a cruel thing for the master to accept that His Highness is plotting against him.
"...I don't believe it!" Ao Chenye clenched his fists tightly, growled as if to escape, his voice was hoarse and almost broken, then he shook his head and walked away quickly.