Mo Shisheng did try to struggle, but she simply couldn't muster any strength and was as exhausted as a puddle of water.
She knew that her lack of strength was inextricably linked to the scents she smelled.
"Your eyes look just like your mother's."
Shi Youmi took out a handkerchief, slowly wiped the blood off her hands, then folded it and held it in her palm. "I never expected that you would be Jinheng's true love. Fate is truly unpredictable."
Jinheng?
Upon hearing the name, Mo Shisheng's brows furrowed slightly. Although the frown was subtle, Shi Youmi still noticed it and turned her head slightly.
“I forgot. You have no memory now, so naturally you don’t know that Jinheng is the Beiya you mentioned, and also a prince of the Demon Realm.”
North Ya...
Northern bud!
Watching Shi Youmi's red lips open and close, those two words were like a sharp sword piercing her mind, causing excruciating pain.
Mo Shisheng's bright eyes narrowed slightly, a feeling of suffocation stuck in her chest, an unbearable discomfort with nowhere to vent.
"Beiya, your existence is an extreme; neither good nor evil can tolerate you..."
"Beiya, this is a calamity for you. I hope you can overcome it..."
"Bei Ya..."
"Bei Ya..."
Familiar words echoed in his ears, and Mo Shisheng couldn't help but growl, "Get out!!"
After a low growl, his body slumped against the cold wall, his head drooping slightly as he stared at the ground, his pupils seemingly unfocused.
Seeing this, Shi Youmi covered her mouth and chuckled, "Liangyu, let's go."
"Yes, madam."
After their footsteps faded into the distance, Mo Shisheng remained motionless, head bowed.
After an unknown amount of time, Xie's voice echoed in Mo Shisheng's mind. He sighed softly, "Sheng Sheng, you are resisting your past memories."
"It hurts so much..."
Upon hearing Xie's voice, Mo Shisheng's pupils slowly focused. "It's my subconscious resistance to my past memories. I'm in so much pain that I don't want to regain them."
"..."
Upon hearing this, Xie didn't know what to say. His image gradually appeared clearly in Mo Shisheng's mind, and his handsome brows furrowed slightly. "Sheng Sheng, I don't want to see you get hurt."
"..."
Mo Shisheng pursed her lips, her eyes slightly narrowed, "Only if the physical pain exceeds the pain inflicted by my memories will I be able to endure the pain of regaining my memories."
Xie knew Mo Shisheng's personality; once she made up her mind about something, it was absolutely impossible for her to change it.
*
In a daze, Mo Shisheng's body was burning hot, and her consciousness was hazy as if she had returned to the past.
She was held in the arms of a stunningly beautiful woman. She reached out and looked at her hands, only to find that they had changed; her chubby fingers were now fair and lovely.
The woman's eyes were filled with tenderness, and when she looked at Mo Shisheng, her doting gaze overflowed from the depths of her eyes.
"From now on, your name will be Beiya. You are a descendant of our divine realm, and you bear the responsibilities of a goddess, do you understand, Beiya?"
Then, the woman gently shook Mo Shisheng's chubby hand, saying, "Beiya, you must grow up healthy and strong. Only you can protect our divine realm."
Mo Shisheng's eyes were fixed on the stunningly beautiful woman. This was her mother, whom she had seen in the portrait Qi Jingling had given her.
However, a portrait is still just a portrait, and it never quite gave Mo Shisheng the same shock and awe that the real person provided.
Mother……
This is her mother, the mother who left her side long ago.
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