"That's fine, just forget it." The high priest sighed.
The clan elders exchanged glances in a tacit understanding, and immediately understood, and nodded, "God has mercy on you."
Maybe it's God's will. If this girl doesn't forget the past, if she doesn't forget Beichenyan, she won't be able to survive at all. They just want this girl to be well and never have any accidents again. She can't bear it.
, they are even more so!
For the rest, just let it happen.
For this, they have to be selfish.
Nalan Xueyi was silent, her white clothes were lightly covered with a layer of golden light, which seemed to be warm and cold at the same time, her eyes were dull and she didn't speak anymore.
The high priest said in a hoarse voice, word for word, "Remember, no one is allowed to mention the past to Yue Yatou, especially the word Beichen Yan. Anyone who talks nonsense will be the end of Huangfu Yunyi!"
Everyone nodded.
Even if the high priest doesn't say it, they will do it.
Learning from the past, no one dares to risk Ling Xiyue's life.
They were previously worried about how they would deal with this girl if she woke up, but they did not expect that even God would take pity on them, a bunch of old men. This would be the best thing.
Huangfu Haofeng had been standing by silently. At this time, he waved his hand and said in a deep voice, "Let's all go down and have a rest. In the past few days, we have been worried about Yue'er and we haven't slept much. As for the ghost clan's affairs, I know a lot about it. Rong
Let’s discuss it later.”
The clan elders nodded and left one after another. Huangfu Haofeng glanced at the particularly weak figure of the high priest, took a deep look, but quickly moved away, "Xueyi, please stay, I still have something to say to you."
He called to Nalan Xueyi.
But Nalan Xueyi seemed to have no intention of leaving in the first place, and kept standing there, nodding lightly when he heard the words.
Huangfu Haofeng's stern eyes were fixed deeply on Nalan Xueyi, and he looked at him for a long time. After everyone left the hall, Huangfu Haofeng spoke with an inexplicable deep voice, "Xueyi, you did it right, right?"
"Yes." Nalan Xueyi responded in one word.
Huangfu Haofeng never expected that he would confess so quickly.
In fact, Nalan Xueyi had never thought of hiding anything. Otherwise, with his careful thoughts and his calm and calm temper, no one would have noticed the clues. He stood there, as if waiting for Huangfu Haofeng.
This question.
Huangfu Haofeng looked at him helplessly, "You are honest."
Yue'er's amnesia is quite strange, and there are many secret techniques passed down in the Snow Clan. He had heard Rong Hua mention it before. There is a secret technique, golden needle sealing acupoints, which can seal people's memories. He thought it was just a joke before, but now it seems that it is
real.
"Junior dare not lie." Nalan Xueyi raised his eyes and met Huangfu Haofeng's eyes that seemed to have deep meaning.
Huangfu Haofeng stood with his hands behind his hands, took a deep breath and exhaled heavily, not knowing what to say at this moment.
Nalan Xueyi lowered his eyes, his thick eyelashes covered the turbulent ups and downs in his eyes, and his low voice was almost inaudible, "I know this method is inappropriate, but I have no choice. Xiyue wants to live well, she can only
Can forget the past."
Huangfu Haofeng fell silent, not knowing how to speak for a moment.
Because even he doesn't know whether this is good or bad for his daughter.
But as Nalan Xueyi said, apart from sealing her memory, there is no other way to let Ling Xiyue continue to live. Even if she lives for revenge, what will happen after revenge? There is no solution.
The shadow of the glow shrouded through the window lattice, reflecting Nalan Xueyi's silent pupils, flashing with a little cloudy light, and the indifferent cherry-red lips now evoked an inexplicable and evil arc, "Maybe I'm wrong, but
I do not regret."
He admitted his mistake, but his tone was calm and firm.
Huangfu Haofeng listened. At this moment, he no longer asked Nalan Xueyi if he had any selfish intentions.
People are not saints, and they cannot have no desires and thoughts. Xueyi's treatment of Yue'er is like a treasure, and he has done much more than his father. At this time, how can he bear to blame him again.
Now that things have come to this, this may be the best ending.
Her daughter is now alive and well, at peace with her. There is no longer collapse or despair in her eyes. Instead, she is open-minded and cheerful. Although she is no longer as close as before, those are not important.
The important thing is that they have not lost her, and she will be happy and live well.xdw8
"That's all, go down." Huangfu Haofeng waved his hand a little tiredly.
Nalan Xueyi folded her hands and clasped her hands lightly, then turned and left.
His eyes were calm and determined.
Sorry, Xiyue.
But if he had to choose again, he would still do it.
In the man's usually frozen and silent pupils, a warm light of hope flickered now. He also admitted that he did have selfish motives, and he was willing to spend eternity in the Abi Hell in exchange for this.
Delusion, this little chance.
No matter how bad it is, there is no need to hesitate!
"Could it be that this is fate?" Looking at Nalan Xueyi's figure gradually disappearing in front of his eyes, Huangfu Haofeng suddenly felt tired and worried. With his thoughts running wildly, he left the side hall and walked towards Fengxue step by step.
Live in the past.
The sea has been sunny and windy these past few days.
During the day, the sky is blue and clear, cloudless.
The blue sea and blue sky form a beautiful arc on the horizon, stretching endlessly on both sides. At a glance, it is beautiful and open, and beautiful and comfortable.
On King Island, there is a peaceful paradise.
Hidden Cloud Peak, on the edge of the cliff outside the book pavilion, is the oldest cherry tree on King Island, which is probably thousands of years old now.
It stands leaning against the cliff, with its roots tangled in the cliff rocks, and flowers blooming in the clouds. It is now the season of late cherry blossoms, and the petals shake off with the wind and flutter on the ground, like a pink carpet.
Occasionally, green grass sprouts.
If you don't stare carefully, no one will notice that there is a person lying among the branches of the ancient tree.
Ling Xiyue was half lying on a branch of a tree, with her slender legs crossed and placed high on the tree trunk. She was holding a book in one hand and a green fruit in the other. She was reading the book and nibbling on it from time to time.
A few mouthfuls.
That extremely comfortable look is so chic.
"Tsk, tsk, this Ling Xiyue was really born with a good life..." Ling Xiyue put the book aside and lamented "her" good life again. These days, she also roughly understood the situation of the "original owner"
through.
Ling Xiyue, Miss Diji of the Huangfu family, is the only daughter of Huangfu Haofeng who holds the throne, and is also the only heir to the family.
The Huangfu family is even more powerful. Although the reclusive family that has lasted for thousands of years seems to be living in seclusion and passed down from generation to generation on the paradise land of Nanyu, in fact, its power extends across the five continents. It is truly the king of kings and the king of planes.
fighter aircraft.
Ling Xiyue can be said to be the darling of thousands of people!
As for how she got injured, it was said that she almost went crazy while practicing martial arts. In order to save her, the high priest even gave her all his skills. That was hundreds of years of skills, and he reached the sky in one step!