"Mother, Mother, Mother... Long En, you madman, how dare you throw away my mother's things!..."

Lanxiang gripped the hem of her skirt tightly with both hands, staring helplessly at the swampy pool before her, filled with miasma and overgrown with aquatic plants. The pool was filled with strange, dark bubbles that seemed to want to devour all life that fell on it. She cried out in anguish.

No matter how heartbroken she was, all she could see was this mesmerizing swamp, with no trace of the sandalwood orchid-carved bracelet that was so precious to her.

Finally, she collapsed to the ground in despair with a thud, muttering to herself in bewilderment, "Madman, you're a madman! Give me back my mother, give me back my mother, give me back my mother..."

From childhood to adulthood, she had always been fearless, no matter what happened. But at this moment, her heart felt as if it had been hollowed out, and her inner world had completely collapsed.

At this moment, Yi Shangyun ran up quickly, quietly stopped behind her, pursed her lips, and silently watched her back as she seemed to be sobbing with trembling shoulders. She then slowly walked over, squatted down, and helped her up, asking softly with concern, "Lanxiang, what's wrong? Are you alright? It's dangerous here, why are you sitting here?"

Lanxiang raised her head, tears streaming down her face, and looked deeply at Yi Shangyun. Then she turned to look at the swamp in front of her, frowning and saying blankly, "Miss Yi, what should I do? That person, he is really still alive, but why is he still alive? Why did my kind mother die so young, while he is still alive and well? Why? Why!"

Unable to persuade the stubborn Lanxiang to get up, Yi Shangyun simply sat down beside her, sighed softly, and looked in the same direction as Lanxiang, saying:

"Actually, I can't say for sure. But if you really insist on considering him an utterly wicked person, then I once heard someone say, 'Let bad people live so they can atone for their sins.'"

Having said that, the two locked eyes, and Lanxiang repeated, "Atony?"

Yi Shangyun nodded, placed a hand on Lanxiang's shoulder, and said, "So, Lanxiang, try to forgive him. As the saying goes, 'Even the most hateful person has a pitiable side.' I imagine he hasn't been having a good time all these years. Perhaps the truth isn't what you see or think. Perhaps he's just like us, only unable to let go of certain obsessions in his heart, which led him astray. Perhaps, only you in this world can persuade him to wake up."

Speaking of the word "obsession," Yi Shangyun couldn't help but think of herself. Right now, wasn't she also trapped in a vortex of obsession, unable to extricate herself, having taken that resurrection pill to restore all her memories?

So she suddenly withdrew her hand and stopped. The two sat side by side in silence for a while. Suddenly she came to her senses and saw that Lanxiang was deep in thought. She seemed to have been moved by her words. So she pressed on and said, "Which is more important, to awaken a person and make him do his best to benefit the people, or to kill him to vent one's anger?"

“Miss Yi, I understand your good intentions, but… but…” Lanxiang always had a vague, unspoken apprehension about Long En.

Just as the two were still undecided and hesitating, Long En had unknowingly appeared behind them. Suddenly, he affectionately and softly called out Lanxiang's childhood name and asked, "Are you Xiaoxiangxiang, Shulan's daughter?"

"What little Xiangxiang? Who is Shulan? I don't know her." As soon as Lanxiang heard the voice behind her, she hurriedly wiped away her tears, pretended to be ignorant, turned her head to the other side, and said casually without looking at Long En's face.

Seeing this, Yi Shangyun gently tugged at her arm, but she remained unrestrained and unruly.

“If you don’t know Shulan, why would you care so much about this sandalwood bracelet with orchid design that I carved for Shulan myself?” Long En said, stretching out a hand from behind and opening it next to Lanxiang’s eyes.

Suddenly, the sandalwood bracelet with orchid carvings, which had been thrown into this strange and mysterious swamp by Long En himself in front of everyone, miraculously reappeared.

Lanxiang caught a glimpse of it out of the corner of her eye, and suddenly stood up, turned around, and excitedly snatched the bracelet from her hand, which she had once again found. She held it in her hands as if it were a precious treasure, extremely surprised: "How did this bracelet end up with you...you...you weren't here just now..."

“This is the token of love between Shulan and me. Even if I lose my life, how could I throw it away!” Long En stood beside Lanxiang, looking at her face where the deep sorrow had suddenly melted away, and smiled faintly as he gazed at her eyes.

Seeing this, Yi Shangyun finally breathed a long sigh of relief. Just as she was about to turn around and walk away, she was surprised to find that Xuan Yuanhan had already stood on a shady path not far behind her, staring intently at her.

Seeing that he was about to walk towards her, Yi Shangyun quickened her pace and rushed over to him. Just as she was about to speak, Xuan Yuanhan, with his hands behind his back and a tall and imposing figure, asked softly before she could speak, "Is everything taken care of?"

Looking into his bright, piercing eyes, Yi Shangyun pursed her lips and nodded. Fearing he might have other ideas, she suddenly reached for his arm and, with a combination of pushing and pulling, dragged Xuan Yuanhan away. As they walked, she explained, "Your Highness, let's go to the other side. Whatever it is, don't disturb them now. Let them talk it out. They must have a lot to say!"

...

The afterglow of the setting sun, the intoxicating sunset, the gentle breeze rippling the surface, and the world seemed to fall silent in an instant, making one feel warm and at ease.

Yi Shangyun clung tightly to Xuan Yuanhan's arm the whole way until they reached the stream. Only then did she seem to realize that her behavior was somewhat inappropriate. She suddenly let go of his slender hand, turned her head away shyly, grabbed a few foxtail grasses from the stream, and hurried forward to continue her aimless stroll along the current.

Seeing her suddenly become so shy, Xuan Yuanhan's eyes lit up with secret delight, and he silently followed behind her.

Now, he finally understands that she has truly lost her memory completely, or perhaps she has already had contact with Lanxiang and the others, and thus learned a lot about her past.

But for him, whatever had happened, that deep kiss in the woods just now was enough to soothe all his troubled feelings. She hadn't rejected him, and even though, like on New Year's Eve, he attributed it to her belated shyness and embarrassment. But what about that other person? The one she remembered so deeply—had she forgotten him too?

So, after hesitating for so long, he finally asked somewhat haltingly, "Yun'er, do you... do you still remember anyone important? For example, Wei Mingxuan..."

"Wei...Ming...Xuan? Who is that? Am I that familiar with him?" Yi Shangyun was casually playing with a few foxtail grasses in her hand when she heard this, and she turned her head slightly to ask in a puzzled tone.

Xuanyuan Han paused for a moment, staring at her retreating figure, before hurriedly replying, "Oh, not familiar, not familiar. I was just asking casually. Actually... I don't know him either!"

Yi Shangyun pouted in confusion and continued to wander among the clear water, blue sky, and secluded forest.

Along the way, Yi Shangyun looked around, stopping and starting, showing great interest in the various exotic flowers and plants in the forest. Before she knew it, she had quietly fallen far behind Xuan Yuanhan.

Xuanyuan Han was thoroughly enjoying himself, never having felt so comfortable and at ease. He quietly savored the occasional soliloquy and humming of some unknown tune coming from the beauty behind him.

Occasionally, he would glance at the shadow behind him out of the corner of his eye, and a handsome smile would frequently appear on his lips. He had probably never been so happy in his entire life.

Perhaps because he saw the person he cared about gradually become the person he wanted, he suddenly had the illusion that this amnesia was a kind of luck for the two of them.

Similarly, Yi Shangyun was in an exceptionally good mood at this moment. It was rare to feel so relaxed, and it seemed she didn't have to think about anything. So, she entertained herself by finding something to do and began to hum a little tune:

That laughter reminded me of my flowers.

Quietly blooming for me in every corner of my life

I once thought I would stay by her side forever.

Today we have departed into the vast sea of ​​people.

If some stories aren't finished, then let's just leave them be.

Those feelings have become indistinguishable from the truth over the years.

La...

Just as the notes paused, a soft call came from Xuanyuan Han: "Yun'er!"

As Yi Shangyun crouched down to part the clump of grass with a dry branch, she suddenly looked up at the broad back not far away and said, "Your Highness."

Upon hearing Yi Shangyun's response, Xuan Yuanhan, who was standing with his back to her, simply smiled but did not say anything more.

Yi Shangyun shook his head, looking puzzled, and continued what he was doing, muttering doubtfully, "Could I be hallucinating?"

Unexpectedly, a short while later, Xuan Yuanhan's voice rang out again, as gentle as ever: "Yun'er!"

Yi Shangyun was behind him and couldn't see his face at all, so she could only try to answer him again, saying, "Your Highness!"

This time, Yi Shangyun did not wait. Instead, she stood up decisively and slowly walked towards Xuan Yuanhan's back.

Unexpectedly, as soon as Xuan Yuanhan sensed the familiar scent of herbs approaching, he turned around abruptly. Yi Shangyun, caught off guard, bumped right into his firm chest, her face instantly flushing red and her heart pounding. Just as she regained her senses and was about to take a few steps back, Xuan Yuanhan forcefully pulled her into his arms, holding her tightly…