Leng Ye simply stared at her with an indifferent gaze.

  He didn't understand what she was saying.

  But after recalling just now, he suddenly felt unwilling to accept it.

  Why is it that only I remember the memories of the past and am heartbroken because of it, while the person who should have remembered has forgotten everything?

  She said with such a casual tone that she had poor memory and couldn't remember things from too long ago.

  But it's all because of her! What right does she have? How can she forget so calmly?

  But I have to remember it myself?

  Xia Tian Miao looked at him and smiled slightly: "Leng Ye, you're too biased. The world isn't just black and white, no matter what kind of past we had that makes you so moody now, but since it's already in the past, why still remember it? Moreover, what could be between us?"

  Leng Ye had a moment of stunned, then his eyes were coldly staring at her, even the sarcastic smile couldn't be pulled out: "Why remember?" She actually said why remember! For him, such an important thing! She just casually said don't need to remember?

  She had completely forgotten, how she used to stick to her own. She forgot the self that always chased after him calling him little brother, and even forgot that there was a person who ruined his face for her protection. She didn't remember anything, and Leng Ye seemed as if he had never appeared in her world at all.

  "Indeed." Leng Ye looked at her, his eyes like cold ice. "No need to remember. The master of this sect must have been momentarily possessed by a demon to ask you such things, haha... You are the 'gate' thousand gold, what relationship could you possibly have with someone like me, a Jianghu person?" It was he who regarded himself as too important, and thus thought she should also remember what had never been forgotten.

  Now everything is clear, what is he still obsessed with?

  Seeing Xia Tian's bewildered expression, he finally sneered: "Then, you can just be a good maid. Of course, if you don't care about the lives of others, this sect master won't make things difficult for you." He would no longer choose to humiliate her, but kill her instead.

  He couldn't bear to think that the once cheerful and kind-hearted 'girl' had become so cold-blooded, forgetting her past and no longer caring about others' lives or deaths.

  If it were so, he would feel wronged by his own obstinacy.

  In the summer, Meng looked at Leng Ye's cold and arrogant smile from afar, but only smiled and nodded: "I've long been prepared. Master Leng must know what I care about, so he can use this to 'force' me."

  His hands clenched into fists in his sleeves on a cold night, he looked at Xiaomeng who was smiling and felt unwell, but instead felt suffocated!

  This cold-blooded and ruthless 'woman' actually cares about someone? That something Ninth Prince?

  What right does she have to get everything she wants? What right does she have to be happy when he is in such pain?

  He doesn't allow it.

  "Alright, then let's start from the bottom. " Leng Ye covered up the discomfort in his heart and sneered as he raised his chin to look at her, "No need to stay by Master's side, just go down there and be a lowly maid. After all, Miss Xia is so kind, she must be willing to sacrifice this for the person she loves."

  Even if he didn't feel comfortable saying these words in his heart, it was all worth it as long as they could make this ruthless 'woman' feel bad.

  Xia Tian Mo didn't show any surprise or reluctance as expected, but instead nodded calmly as usual: "Yes."

  Leng Ye looked at her like this, and the anger in his heart surged up unprecedentedly.

  He didn't know that in the moment Xia Tian Meng lowered her head, a few black lines appeared on her forehead. She silently recited to herself, indeed, just like all the arrogant and proud masters of the Overbearing Sect, they would casually say "lowly maid" and "do hard labor". Haha... She could only continue to calmly play the role of the proud and unruly 'female' lead, no matter what winds came from east, west, south or north, she remained unmoved.

  He took a few deep breaths on this cold night, and with a cold flick of his sleeve, he said, "Leave." If he continued to look at her like this, he couldn't guarantee that he wouldn't do something beyond his own imagination.

  "Yes." In response to his anger, Xia Tian Miao smiled calmly and watched as Xia Tian Miao covered the door and left before slapping the chair he was sitting on, causing the hard chair to suddenly collapse by half.

  "Summer Moe..." he muttered to himself, his beautiful eyes filled with unconscious pain.

  He didn't think it would be like this.

  The joy of meeting him again was completely different from what he had imagined and what it used to be when they were little.

  Some just remain indifferent.

  He suddenly felt a little dazed, so many years, what was he waiting for?

  Dividing line----

  The twilight glow shines in the empty courtyard, casting a golden edge on the only stone table and chairs. Outside the yard, tall pine trees may bring bird calls, adding a few colors to the quiet yard.

  Murong Ling's wrist made a slight turn, completing a character.

  He raised his head to see Nan Yi Xun pacing back and forth in the distance, and couldn't help but frown: "You've been walking around for an entire afternoon, I'm getting dizzy just watching you."

  Nan Yi Xun heard this and turned his head to glare at him, seeing him sitting elegantly in front of the stone table, couldn't help but feel annoyed: "You can just continue being useless! Now Meng Ya doesn't even know how she is, and Lao Jiu isn't with us either! Just thinking about it makes me angry, why did this big demon not put me and Lao Jiu together, instead putting me with you, this boring gourd?! Every day only knowing how to write and paint, idle and useless!"

  Murong Ling shook his head helplessly, pointing to the four characters "slightly calm" he had just written, and asked: "Anyway, we can't go out, what else can we do if we don't write or paint? Moreover, writing is a way to cultivate one's character, you should practice more." Seeing Nan Yi Kou glaring at him, he hastily waved his hand, "Forget it, I didn't say anything. But standing at the door like this, what can you see? In my opinion, Xiaojie might be hiding something from you."

  Nan Yi furrowed his brow in thought, "It's precisely because Meng Ya is hiding things from me that I'm worried. I know Meng Ya's nature all too well - she's always been carefree and nonchalant about everything. Recently, even if she tries to cover it up, I can still tell that she has something on her mind!"

  Murong Ling let out a cold snort and gave him a sideways glance: "I think she just didn't rest well, there must be something on her mind. After all, we don't know what happened to her outside." Upon reflection, Xiaojie was born into a noble family as a 'lady', probably never having encountered such things before; the Jianghu ruffians and the demonic sect were even more so.

  Not saying anything, Murong Ling said that Nan Yi Ke became anxious and walked back and forth: "That's it! If Meng Ya is bullied outside, who will stand up for her now that I'm stuck inside?" Thinking of Meng Ya's smiling face, he felt that people outside would definitely bully her.

  Murong Ling slightly raised an eyebrow: "Why are you so concerned about Miss Xia? Do you have any feelings for Miss Xia?"

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  I plan to finish this world within two days, sorry, there's been a change in the originally planned next world of palace struggle.