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On New Year's Eve, light snow fell in the sky, and there was a silver dress ceremony. Every family hung up red lanterns, and the trees were covered with red ribbons. Firecrackers and fireworks went off, and children dressed in red satin ran happily. There was joy everywhere.

In the general's mansion, everyone sat together, and bowls of hot dishes were served to the round table one after another.

Ye Weiliang and Ye Qingting sat at the table without saying a word. Looking at Han Qiu, who was smiling with a low eyebrow, they became even more silent.

Wang Jingya sat next to Ye Qingting, and saw the stubble on the corner of Ye Qingting's mouth, the bruises under his eyes, and his tightly bandaged hands. The original bright smile also faded, and he silently lowered his head and twisted the corner of his clothes, unable to hide the hurt in his eyes. He

I really hate myself so much that I don’t hesitate to make myself look like this in order to avoid myself.

Ye Qingting was keenly aware of Wang Jingya's depressed mood and couldn't help but raise his head to look at her. The chubby cheeks in his childhood had lost weight and turned into a thin oval face now, with picturesque features but could not hide his fatigue. Over the years, in order to chase him,

Running around all day long, sleeping in the open air, it was really difficult for her. What virtue and ability could he have, to let a woman do this to him?

Picking up a piece of pork belly and putting it into Wang Jingya's bowl, she sighed: "What are you doing with your head down? Eat..."

Wang Jingya raised her head suddenly, her face lit up, and she met Ye Qingting's gentle eyes. She secretly held Ye Qingting's hand and ate quickly while unable to help but choke. This was the first time in these years that he looked kindly to her.

laugh.

Ye Qingting held the calloused hands in his hands and was filled with emotion. These hands were just like Xin'er's. They were obviously the hands of a wealthy lady, but they were not soft at all. The bones were hard and the joints were thick. She had really eaten these years.

It was a lot of pain. She had always been strong. Just because he said he didn't like weak women who couldn't restrain a chicken, she decided to become a martial arts teacher without hesitation. He said that one day, if she defeated him, he would marry her.

Looking back on the past, Ye Qingting smiled. This woman was really stupid. He just said it casually and she took it seriously.

Wang Jingya held the cold hand in her hand and felt a little surprised. The fire in the room was so bright, how could he be so cold? She couldn't help but hold Ye Qingting's hand and breathed: "Why is it so cold?"

Ye Qingting shook the little hand in his hand: "I'm not cold."

Wang Jingya blushed, and in the ambiguous eyes of everyone, she put down Ye Qingting's hand and lowered her head to pick up the rice. Wang Jingya's two brothers, Wang Jun and Wang Li, glared at Ye Qingting fiercely, wishing to chop off his claws.

In Shangguan's mansion, a group of people surrounded Shangguan's jade brocade, and Xu Yuncui burst into tears. How could his jade brocade look like this during the Chinese New Year?

"Mom..." It had been half an hour. Shangguan Yujin looked at his mother with tears in her eyes and red and swollen eyes. She was really helpless. She endured it again and again, and finally couldn't help it: "Mom, it's okay."

"You're celebrating the New Year, do you want to scare me to death?" Xu Yuncui roared angrily, pointing at her son, wanting to hit him but reluctant to do so.

"Okay. I'm so ugly for crying." Shangguan Yujin looked disgusted, and then he took a closer look at the clothes that were drowned in her mother's tears. He frowned in displeasure. This clothes was obviously not his. In his memory,

There had never been any clothes like this, and the embroidery skills were obviously not from my mother. I looked at it in confusion for a long time and asked, "Whose clothes are these?"

Shangguan Yunhai, Xu Yuncui, more than ten people including Zhuo Qing, etc. suddenly opened their mouths in surprise.

Seeing that everyone just forgot about him in a daze, no one answered him, which made him feel confused.

"Is this given to you by Xin'er?" Xu Yuncui looked at her son in confusion. Was he asking questions knowingly, or had he really forgotten. They all knew how much he treasured this dress.

"Who... is Xin'er?" Shangguan Yujin became more and more confused. He searched carefully in his mind and determined that he didn't know Xin'er at all.

"Zhuo Qing...what happened?" Shangguan Yunhai was the first to notice that something was wrong. His son's behavior did not look like he was pretending. Something must have happened that they didn't know about, and it must have something to do with Xin'er.

"Master..." Zhuo Qing looked at his master who was so calm that he couldn't be calmer and colder than cold. His heart tightened, shouldn't it be? How could it be...

Shangguan Yujin looked in the direction of Zhuo Qing's finger, and then realized that there was a lotus-colored sachet hanging on his waist. He glared at his mother fiercely, took it off with great displeasure, and took a look.

It's actually the same embroidery work as the clothes. Needless to say, it must be made by the same person. Her mother really does everything. Don't you know what he hates most about women?

He threw the purse into Xu Yuncui's hand and said coldly: "Mom, don't do such boring things in the future."

Xu Yuncui held her purse and looked confused: "..." What is going on? After thinking for a long time, she turned to look at Zhuo Qing, who was even more shocked than she was, and asked: "Did they quarrel?"

"What are you asking?" Shangguan Yunhai and Xu Yuncui looked at Zhuo Qing and their eyes widened in disbelief, and they couldn't help but yell.

"Uh..." How should he answer this? He couldn't understand why the master was like this? It looked like he had forgotten the young lady? How could this happen?

Zhuo Qing asked tentatively: "Master, do you remember what night it is?"

"New Year's Eve." Firecrackers were blasting outside. Just when he was so stupid, Shangguan Yujin stood up speechlessly, eager to take a shower and change clothes. How could he wear such dirty bloody clothes? It looked like he hadn't changed for a long time.

It's really unbearable. He glanced coldly at Zhuo Qing, who was still dumbfounded, and suddenly became angry: "If you don't prepare water, why are you still standing there?"

"Yes." Zhuo Qing was excited and quickly retreated.

While Shangguan Yujin was taking a bath, Zhuo Qing and others were pulled into the study by Shangguan Yunhai for questioning.

Zhuo Qing thought for a while, and he didn't know how much his master remembered and how much he forgot. It seems that his master and mistress didn't know what those people did. Just in case, it was better to tell the truth. After thinking carefully,

, Zhuo Qing explained the reasons for the incident one by one...

"What?...You said Xin'er is dead?" Xu Yuncui looked in disbelief, how could it be possible? Then he asked: "It was Ziyu who killed Xin'er...impossible? I don't believe it..."

Zhuo Qing and others all knelt on the ground: "It's absolutely true."

"You mean our family of three has been poisoned by Master Yujin for ten years?" Shangguan Yunhai squinted his eyes and was a little suspicious. But why did they do this? What else?

What's the reason for doing this? He doesn't treat them lightly...

"I don't dare to talk nonsense. Moreover, the poison in the master's body has not been completely cured. It has only been suppressed temporarily. If there is no antidote, it may relapse at any time." Zhuo Qing lowered his head and clenched his fists involuntarily. Now the young lady is dead.

, Mr. Qi is dead, and there is no one else who can heal the master except that person. What are they going to do? They can’t kill, they can’t beat. Do masters have to be controlled by others for the rest of their lives?

Zhuo Qing and the others were hand-picked by Shangguan Yunhai, and he watched them grow up, so they can definitely be trusted. Now that they have said it, it is conclusive. Shangguan Yunhai slammed the table angrily: "Shameless villain..."

"How could this happen?" Xu Yuncui's body softened and she fell down on the stool.

"Xin'er...is he really dead?" After all, Shangguan Yunhai was a man who had seen strong winds and waves, and quickly fell silent. He also figured out the key to it. How could they, Shangguan's family, be allowed to be mermaids? They would rather be broken into pieces than jade.

Waquan, wants to control them, dreams.

"Yes... I have seen it with my own eyes." Zhuo Qing was still kneeling straight on the ground, and his voice was choked with sobs uncontrollably: "My subordinate is incompetent and failed to protect the young master and the young lady. Please, sir.

be punished."

"Please punish me, my lord." Zhuo Yi, Zhuo Er and others knelt on the ground and all lowered their heads in shame.

"Get up." Shangguan Yunhai sighed. This net was cast against the Shangguan family ten years ago. They were just children, so why are they guilty? To be honest, he is the guilty one. If not,

He is still kept in the dark about them. As expected, things in the world are unpredictable and people's minds are unpredictable.

"What's going on with the jade brocade?" Xu Yuncui patted the old man's shoulder gently to express comfort. If she was wrong, she was also wrong.

"My subordinates don't know either." Zhuo Qing paused, remembering what Ye Kexin once said, and added: "The young lady once said: When a person suddenly suffers a huge blow or unbearable pain, the body will instinctively

Turn on the self-protection mode. In order to avoid injury, the brain will selectively forget those people and things that make people feel extremely painful. This is called post-traumatic syndrome. I think the master’s current situation... is probably..."

Shangguan Yunhai frowned. This was the first time he had heard of such a disease. Thinking that overnight, his best brother died and his favorite woman also died. It was indeed an unbearable pain. But it was okay. He paused.

Then he asked again: "Will it recover?"

"I don't know. The young lady said that this disease cannot be stimulated, especially about those forgotten people and things. Otherwise..." Zhuo Qing was not sure when the master would be able to remember, but they hoped that the master would remember it for the rest of his life.

Can't get up.

"Otherwise?" Xu Yuncui asked nervously.

"It can range from losing one's mind to madness, or leading to death." Zhuo Qing gritted his teeth and said truthfully.

"What..." Xu Yuncui burst into tears after hearing this. Why is her poor child so miserable?

"I understand, let's go down." Shangguan Yunhai hugged his wife, who was still wiping away tears, and pinched his forehead with a headache.
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