She remembered every word they said and every place they went.
She remembered that on a mountain peak, they watched the colorful clouds side by side.
It's a fiery red, incredibly beautiful.
At that time, he said, "Xingzhi, it's time for me to go."
She nodded slightly and lowered her brows, saying, "I know."
She remembered how she had begged him not to erase her memory, and she remembered how beautiful the starry sky he had painted was.
At that time, Ji Xingzhi's struggle was futile. When Tianshu's hand was placed on her forehead, she gave up resisting.
She looked at him with tearful eyes, her eyes filled with powerless pleading: "Tianshu, please... don't... don't let me forget you, don't..."
That was the first time in her life that she had begged someone in such a humble manner.
Tianshu didn't say anything, and Ji Xingzhi just felt like something was being pulled out of his mind.
"Wait for me to come back." His voice was still as light as spring water, with a hint of clarity.
Hearing this, Ji Xingzhi seemed to see hope. She wiped away her tears, grabbed his sleeve, and looked at him: "If you don't come back soon, I will go find you."
"Okay." His voice was trembling and choked.
It was just a simple "okay", but Ji Xingzhi could hear his helplessness, his reluctance, and his helplessness.
At that moment, she seemed to see tears in his eyes.
From then on, Ji Xingzhi forgot about it.
Forget the starry sky and the deep love.
Thinking back, Ji Xingzhi held the bond pendant, took a deep breath, lowered her eyes and said, "He will come back... He will definitely come back."
The world was just beginning to settle down, and Ji Xingzhi was busy with affairs. Time passed quickly, and a year passed in the blink of an eye.
On March 20th of the first year of Tianzhao, Emperor Xingzhi was assassinated in Minyang Palace and was seriously injured.
The next day, he summoned all the ministers to the Yihe Palace, took off his imperial robes, took the imperial seal, and abdicated the throne to Ji Jiangxin.
Ji Jiangxin was dressed up and dragged to Yihe Palace by his wife early in the morning. He put on the imperial robe and received the imperial seal in a daze.
After the court session, Ji Jiangshen went to Minyang Palace with a sullen face to settle accounts with Ji Xingzhi.
At that time, Ji Xingzhi and Xiao Qingyan were sitting in the pavilion eating the fruits sent by Huazhou, feeling very comfortable.
Seeing Ji Jiangshen approaching, the two ignored him.
Ji Jiangshen waved his robe and sat across from the two of them. He looked at his daughter, who was smiling faintly, with his eyes slightly narrowed, and whispered, "You are taking revenge."
Ji Xingzhi ate a grape, and the corners of his mouth curled slightly: "You can think so."
Ji Jiangshen held his forehead, glanced at Xiao Qingyan, who seemed to be indifferent to the matter, and then glanced at Ji Xingzhi, who was leisurely and carefree. He sighed secretly: What a sin he has committed...
Emperor Xingzhi was assassinated and seriously injured. His abdication as the Supreme Emperor was like a storm, sweeping across every corner of the Dixi Continent.
The people of Tianzhao were all furious, and the air was filled with curses against the evil man who assassinated Ji Xingzhi!
At this time, Ji Xingzhi, who was said to be seriously injured, was standing in the main hall of Minyang Palace, looking down at the "evil man" who was kneeling on the ground and trying to assassinate her.
"You still want to kill me?" Ji Xingzhi looked at the person kneeling on the ground with amusement.
The man kneeling on the ground suddenly raised his head, revealing a handsome face.
The man wearing the unique Liuyun brocade robe was none other than the long-missing Yu Xi.
His hands and feet were tied, and he looked at Ji Xingzhi with eyes filled with resentment: "If it weren't for you... the Palace Master wouldn't be in trouble!"
If he had known this would happen, he would not have hesitated and would have killed Ji Xingzhi!
Ji Xingzhi was not unfamiliar with the title of Palace Master.
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