Meet Chiki

An Luoyi walked forward in a daze. She paced back and forth in the forest for a long time and really didn't know where to go... Because she was burned by the poisonous water of the Styx, no part of her body was intact. Her white clothes were stained with blood, leaving long red marks on the ground.

The road ahead is uncertain, with pursuers behind... She can't even use the flying technique. When has the Holy Maiden of the Nine Heavens Upper Realm ever been so embarrassed... An Luoyi closed his eyes and laughed at himself, then leaned against a lush tree and passed out.

A gentle breeze blew through the dense woods, and yellow leaves fell scatteredly. A man quietly approached and picked up An Luoyi by the waist. He cast a spell and the two of them disappeared into the woods.

At noon… In a secluded courtyard, a wisp of green smoke drifted from a medicine jar. A man, holding a black fan, effortlessly dispersed the haze. Though dressed in plain clothes and with his hair tied with a bamboo hairpin, he exuded a natural and elegant demeanor. The only thing that stood out from this ancient, exiled immortal was his captivating, fox-like eyes.

When An Luoyi woke up, she found herself lying on the bed, still wrapped in bandages. She looked around and saw that the room was clean and simple, with almost no unnecessary furnishings. It gave people a sense of peace and comfort...

Just as she was about to get up, a man carrying a porcelain bowl walked into the room and said, "Don't move. You are covered in wounds. You need to rest well."

"Why am I injured?" An Luoyi asked with a frown.

The man was stunned. "You don't remember? When I found you, you were lying under the tree, dying."

An Luoyi said dully: "I don't remember..."

"Then do you still know who you are?" the man asked.

She seemed to have some recollection of this. "My name is An Luoyi, and..." Then she couldn't remember anything. Where did she come from? Who hurt her? Why couldn't she remember anything at all? An Luoyi covered her head in pain.

"If you can't remember, then don't think about it. Take the medicine first." The man saw that An Luoyi was distressed and didn't want her to force herself anymore.

An Luoyi pushed him away, handed him the medicine spoon, and asked, "What about you? Who are you?"

The man hesitated for a moment and said, "My name is Qianmu, and I'm a farmer living in seclusion in the mountains."

"Qianmu... Qianmu..." An Luoyi repeated as if he wanted to carve the only name he knew into his blank mind.

Qianmu couldn't help laughing and thought her paranoid look was very cute. An Luoyi cast a doubtful look at her. Qianmu put away his smile and took the initiative to feed her the medicine: "Drink the medicine."

Although she understood the current situation, An Luoyi's instinctive sense of vigilance remained. She accepted Qianmu's kindness very cautiously like a little animal.

For several days in a row, because An Luoyi was unable to move around easily, Qianmu took care of her daily life personally. The two of them were not as taciturn as they were at the beginning, and sometimes they could even chat for a while, but the content of the chat was very shallow and boring, just topics like what to eat today and what to do tomorrow.

Half a month later, An Luoyi's injuries finally improved, but she still couldn't remember anything about herself, so she decided to stay here and wait until she remembered the past before deciding where to go.

It had been so long since he'd gotten out of bed that when he first stepped onto the floor, An Luoyi felt like he couldn't even walk. There seemed to be a piece of bamboo stick lying by the bed, and An Luoyi used it to prop himself up and walked out the door. He hadn't been out for a few days, and the moment he saw the sun, it was truly dazzling... He shielded his eyes with his hands while enjoying the long-lost warmth.

The underworld has returned to peace, the sky is no longer as dark red as before, and the scorching sun shines on the farmland in front of the house.

Qianmu came from a distance carrying a bamboo basket: "It seems that you have recovered well."

An Luoyi looked over when he heard the voice: "Well, thank you for this period of time. What have you been doing?"

"Oh, let's go pick some herbs." Qianmu put down the bamboo basket. Suddenly, an idea struck him and he said with a nostalgic look, "Aren't we like an old married couple retiring to the mountains? You hold the bamboo stick and look after the house, while I carry the bamboo basket and pick herbs for a living."

"Don't talk nonsense." An Luoyi blinked wildly, trying to cover up the shame in her eyes. She had amnesia, not dementia, so she naturally knew what Qianmu meant.

Qianmu realized what he was saying and smiled gently: "I was joking."

An Luoyi glanced at the farmland in front of the house and changed the subject: "Why is there nothing growing in this land?"

Qianmu was stunned for a moment and said, "The seeds have just been sown and have not sprouted yet."

In fact, he broke out in a cold sweat, worthy of being the Nine Heavens Saint Lady's meticulous observation... Xian Youlin escaped from the palace to seize power and stayed here temporarily. This house is basically new, and he is not a farmer. His real identity is the Seventh Prince of the Netherworld!

Xian Youlin pretended to be weak and endured for many years, secretly gathering his strength in order to wipe out his second uncle's party in one fell swoop. Now that the man has succeeded in seizing power, it is time for him to let down his guard, and he should also take action... As for An Luoyi, he was indeed saved by chance.

On that day, Xian Youlin was unaware of her identity. He only later heard that someone had caused chaos in Huangquan and fled, and the Nether King, enraged, ordered their capture. An Luoyi's injuries were easily recognizable as those inflicted by Minghe, suggesting she was responsible for the unrest. Thanks to her, Second Uncle's elite forces have been drastically reduced, and the Netherworld's power will soon be reshuffled...

While An Luoyi was recovering from her injuries, Xian Youlin sent someone to investigate her background. Unexpectedly, this person turned out to be the Saint of the White Phoenix Clan! The Nine Heavens Upper Realm had already learned of the news and was putting pressure on Youming. His second uncle no longer dared to say he would tear her into pieces. Instead, he sent more people in the hope of finding her and returning her as soon as possible.

As for why An Luoyi herself lost her memory, he once asked the ghost doctor... An Luoyi's spiritual power was exhausted in the battle of Huangquan. After the phoenix nirvana, her spiritual veins were blank like a newborn baby. When her spiritual power recovers, she will naturally remember it slowly.

"Oh, is there anything I can help you with?" An Luoyi felt a little embarrassed that he had been eating and drinking for free for so long and still had to rely on others to take care of him.

Xian Youlin smiled indulgently: "It's okay, just take a rest."

Ever since An Luoyi settled down here, Xian Youlin has not allowed his subordinates to come here again. He goes out with a bamboo basket every day, pretending to collect herbs, but in fact he is secretly communicating with his subordinates.

Bi Tatar, a member of the side branch of the Netherworld royal family, has lived in seclusion for many years. Now that the throne has passed, the occupant is unworthy of the position. If this continues, the Netherworld will perish sooner or later. Among the royal family, he only favors Prince Xian Youlin, so he re-emerges to help Xian Youlin ascend the throne.

Xian Youlin greatly respected Bi Ta's talent and became his disciple. Bi Ta served as both his mentor and advisor. With Bi Ta's help, Xian Youlin quickly built up his own power and was able to gain a foothold in the Netherworld.

An Luoyi squatted in front of the cultivated land and observed it for a long time. She had no knowledge about planting in her mind, but the soil looked dry. Should she water it?

An Luoyi originally wanted to ask Qianmu, but unfortunately Qianmu went out again. She stayed in the woods all day alone with nothing to do. She was so bored that she even started counting insects. So she decided to help Qianmu take care of his farmland.

After searching the entire house, she only found an empty wooden barrel. There was no well or water tank. It seemed that she had to fetch water herself... An Luoyi had no magical powers and could only walk on her feet. She carried the wooden barrel and walked along the moist soil to find water. After a while, she came across a gurgling river.

At sunset, Xian Youlin returned to the cabin in the woods and saw that the lounge chair in the yard was empty. He thought An Luoyi might be resting inside, but when he entered the house, An Luoyi was nowhere to be found...

Could it be that she had recovered her memory and therefore left without saying goodbye? Xian Youlin thought that if she left, it wouldn't be a big deal. It would actually make things easier to discuss things in the future. But... Xian Youlin covered his heart and always felt a little empty. Habits are really terrible things. He had become accustomed to the fact that there was someone waiting for him in the forest...

Just as Xian Youlin was thinking this, she suddenly heard a bright call.

"Chiki!"

An Luoyi stood in the afterglow of the setting sun, carrying a wooden bucket. A few beads of sweat fell on her forehead, and her hair fluttered in the wind. Her spirited appearance was deeply engraved in Xian Youlin's mind. In a trance, he seemed to hear the sound of his own heartbeat...

It is really not easy to irrigate such a large area of ​​land. An Luoyi ran back and forth at least ten times.

Xian Youlin moved in front of An Luoyi in a flash. He stuttered as his upper lip touched his lower teeth and said, "You, what are you...doing?"

"The land in front of the door looks like it's about to dry up. I have nothing to do so I want to irrigate it for you." An Luoyi showed an innocent smile.

Xian Youlin was stunned. He thought it was his own negligence. He wondered how lonely she must be leaving her alone in this deep mountain forest every day. He took out a handkerchief and gently wiped the sweat from An Luoyi's forehead.

An Luoyi was a little at a loss. Although she always knew that Qianmu was a gentle person, she still felt shy because of overly intimate actions.

An Luoyi took the handkerchief and wiped his forehead twice, then heard Xian Youlin say: "Actually, you don't have to do this."

Anyway, I don’t care. These are just temporary illusions, Xianyou Lin thought.

"But I want to help you." An Luoyi looked at him with clear eyes.

Xian Youlin was touched by her sincere and burning gaze. His life was full of intrigues and everyone who approached him had bad intentions. He had never seen such pure and sincere eyes... Xian Youlin was sure that these would be the most beautiful eyes he had ever seen in his life!

"In that case, let's cook together today." Xian Youlin's words were filled with endless tenderness.

"Okay." An Luoyi's eyes were full of smiles.

It was An Luoyi’s first time entering the kitchen. Qianmu had always cooked for her before, but when it came to her starting to cook... she felt a little awkward. She always felt that she should be holding weapons in her hands.

"What should I do?" An Luoyi leaned over and asked Xian Youlin.

Seeing her bewildered expression, Xian Youlin assumed she had never cooked before, so she assigned her some simple tasks: "Chop these ingredients into small pieces."

An Luoyi did as he said, but her knife skills were terrible. No matter what kind of ingredients they were, they were all cut into different sizes and unevenly, which was really unsightly!

Xian Youlin was afraid of hurting An Luoyi's pride, so she just stole a glance and said, "It doesn't matter. It's all for eating anyway. Who cares what shape it takes after it's in your stomach?"

After hearing this, An Luoyi gained confidence and picked up the blade again and took it seriously.

"Qianmu, why do you live in seclusion in the mountains?" An Luoyi asked while cutting. Qianmu looked at her, who was about the same size as her. Why would a young man of this age be indifferent to life and choose to live in seclusion in the mountains?

Xian Youlin paused for a moment, his hands flaring up. He said, "My father has a fortune, but he only cares about enjoying it. I have an uncle and a bunch of half-brothers who are all eyeing the family property and are willing to harm each other. I have no desire to fight for it, and I am also unable to protect myself, so I moved out."

An Luoyi half understood: "So that's how it is. That's fine too. You should choose your own life. There's no need to get involved in other people's whirlpools."

Then some childhood memories came to her mind, and she half-jokingly said, "I didn't have any brothers or sisters since I was a child. I wouldn't be lonely if I had someone to accompany me, but if it's like your family, forget it."

He knew... As a favored child of the Nine Heavens, he had everything since birth, so how could he have his own worries?

No! Xian Youlin immediately realized, "Have you recovered your memory?"

An Luoyi didn't seem to like this memory very much. She said calmly, "It only reminded me of my childhood. I lived with my mother. She had very high expectations of me and would punish me if she was not satisfied with me."

Xian Youlin looked at her with pity. It seemed that the only heir to the Nine Heavens Upper Realm had a difficult life. "What about your father?"

"I don't know. I don't have any memory of my father." An Luoyi tried hard to recall but couldn't find even a single fragment.

Xian Youlin was a little surprised, but then she thought that it might be because her memory had not fully recovered.

"Life is so good now." An Luoyi sighed.

"Why do you say that?" Xian Youlin asked jokingly.

"The me in my memory... was very tired, under tremendous pressure all the time. I have never had such a comfortable life as I have now." An Luoyi's tone seemed as if she had long been accustomed to it. She handed Qianmu the seasonings he needed from the stove, and then continued with the work in her hands without any disturbance.

Xian Youlin's expression was moved. It turned out that the Nine Heavens Saint, who was highly praised by the world, had been suffering from unknown distress.

There was only one dish left to be prepared. An Luoyi brought the delicious food to the cabin and waited for Qianmu to come out of the kitchen after he finished.

An Luoyi and Qianmu sat opposite each other. There was steaming delicious food on the table, and the fragrance spread from three miles away, making the kittens salivate.

"Can I give it some?" Anluo pointed at the wild cat that came here after smelling the scent.

Xian Youlin smiled and said, "Of course."

An Luoyi carefully selected a small bowl of delicious food and placed it in front of the kitten. The kitten first sniffed it twice tentatively, and then tried to steal a few pieces while An Luoyi wasn't paying attention. An Luoyi immediately took back the bowl and said seriously, "That won't work."

Faced with An Luoyi's firm attitude, the kitten had to compromise. It no longer tried to secretly take away the piece of meat. Instead, it ate it comfortably in front of An Luoyi. An Luoyi scratched the kitten's head and showed a satisfied smile.

Little did he know that in Xian Youlin's eyes, An Luoyi looked more like a big cat at this moment. He felt extremely satisfied as he looked at the two cats, one big and one small, squatting there.

"Come and eat." Xian Youlin called An Luoyi back.

An Luoyi scratched the kitten's head nostalgically and then returned to her seat. She took a few bites of food and stared at Qianmu.

Xian Youlin was frightened by her gaze. Could it be that the food cooked today was not to her liking?

After swallowing the food in his mouth, An Luoyi said, "You cook so deliciously and you are so kind. You are such a good person."

Xian Youlin listened so seriously that he almost choked on his own saliva. He said with a "whoosh": "Your criteria for judging people are really simple."