Shen Yichen is a merman.

It has been a rare sight for a mermaid to come ashore since ancient times. Except for a few elders in Hehuan Palace, few people know his true identity. Most people only know that he is a playmate that Hua Xiang brought back from his youth.

When he arrived at Hehuan Palace, he already had the body shape of an adult human, much taller and thinner than an ordinary man, so everyone in Hehuan Palace called him "Master Shen".

But Hua Xiangwan knew that he was less than five hundred years old, not yet an adult among the mermaids, and had no gender at all, nor was it a matter of male or female.

When she was little, she always asked Shen Yichen, Yichen, when you grow up, do you want to be a boy or a girl?

Shen Yichen wiped her head and replied: "I am whatever Ah Wan likes."

"As long as I can be with Ah Wan," Shen Yichen raised his head and smiled, "it doesn't matter if they are men or women."

Now she was just "Wanqiu" and could not call him by his name, nor approach him without permission. She could only bow respectfully and call him "Master Shen" like everyone else in Hehuan Palace.

When Shen Yichen heard her call, he returned the greeting to Hua Xiangwan without any transgression: "Senior Sister Wanqiu."

"Who is he?"

As soon as Shen Yichen finished speaking, a cold young man's voice interrupted him.

Hua Xiangwan and Hu Mian turned around at the same time and saw Xie Changji standing not far away.

With a cold face, he walked to Hua Xiangwan's side, standing unnoticed between the two of them, staring coldly at Shen Yichen.

Hu Mian was stunned for a moment, then he remembered and introduced him to Xie Changji: "Oh, this is our He Huan Palace's guest official, Master Shen Yichen. I invited him to treat Xin Sheng."

As he said that, Hu Mian turned around and called to Shen Yichen: "Come, Yichen, follow me."

Shen Yichen nodded, subconsciously glanced at Hua Xiangwan and Xie Changji, then turned around and followed Hu Mian to Qin Xinsheng's room.

Hua Xiangwan wanted to follow, but as soon as she took a step, Xie Changji stood in front of her.

Hua Xiangwan looked up in confusion. Xie Changji pursed his lips and whispered, "Sister, do you know him too?"

"They are all from Hehuan Palace," Hua Xiangwan did not hide it and smiled, "How could I not know them?"

"Are you familiar with him?"

Xie Changji lowered his head and his voice became a little muffled.

Hua Xiangwan hesitated for a moment and said, "It's OK. I'll go see Senior Sister and Qin Daojun."

Hua Xiangwan finished speaking and wanted to leave, but Xie Changji grabbed her and pulled her close to him, saying in a serious tone: "Since it's normal, sister, don't get close to him. I'll go and see."

"What do you mean?" Hua Xiangwan frowned, "Why can't I go and see?"

Hearing this, Xie Changji knew that she was unhappy.

He pursed his lips, but refused to let go, saying, "I'm not happy."

"I will disappear if you are unhappy?"

Hua Xiangwan was so angry at his words that she laughed, pulled his hand away, and walked around him.

Xie Changji stood at the edge of the corridor and couldn't help but clench his fists. He stood there for a while, calmed down for a while, and then followed him up.

As soon as they entered the room, they saw Shen Yichen sitting next to Qin Xinsheng and giving him acupuncture.

Qin Xiansheng seemed to be asleep, and Hu Mian looked a little anxious. Hua Xiangwan and Xie Changji walked in and saw this atmosphere. They immediately calmed down and didn't dare to do or say anything more.

Qin Xinsheng seemed to be poisoned. Shen Yichen's eyes were focused. From morning till dusk, he treated his wounds, gave him acupuncture, and injected poison. It was not until sunset that Qin Xinsheng vomited a mouthful of black blood!

Then the whole person began to tremble. Hu Mian hurried forward, hugged Qin Xinsheng, and transferred spiritual power to Qin Xinsheng.

Qin Xinsheng gasped for breath and it took him a long time to calm down. Hu Mian put him back on the bed and looked at Shen Yichen: "How is it?"

Shen Yichen thought for a moment, glanced at Qin Xinsheng on the bed, and then said, "Senior Sister Hu Mian, let's talk in another room."

"good."

Hu Mian nodded, stood up, looked back at Qin Xinsheng, then turned to look at Xie Changji beside him: "Changji, please take care of Qin Daojun, Wanqiu..."

"I'll go with my sister."

Hua Xiangwan hurriedly opened her mouth, and Xie Changji glanced over coldly, only to see that Hua Xiangwan had already stood up and walked out with Hu Mian.

The three of them went to the next room. Shen Yichen hesitated for a moment before speaking to Hu Mian: "I can remove the poison from Qin Daojun's body, but these eyes..."

Shen Yichen thought for a moment, and seemed to be choosing his words carefully: "The eyeball is completely necrotic, I'm afraid..."

"If the eyeball is rotten, is there nothing that can be done?"

Hu Mian listened to his words and seemed to be prepared, appearing unusually calm.

Shen Yichen frowned slightly, seeming to disagree: "There is a way, but the cost is too high."

"Just say it."

"His eyes are rotten," Shen Yichen raised his head and looked at Hu Mian, "Then find another pair of eyes."

"Then I'll go find someone to buy it..."

"But he is a Yuanying monk," Shen Yichen interrupted her sleep and reminded her, "his body has been tempered by heavenly thunder, and he cannot use the eyes of mortals. Monks of the same level will not give him their eyes for money. If you forcibly dig out the eyes of others, it will hurt the harmony of heaven, so..."

Shen Yichen shook his head: "It's hard to find the right eyes."

After hearing this, Hu Mian fell silent. Shen Yichen thought for a moment and tried to find words to persuade her. Just as he was about to speak, he heard Hu Mian suddenly ask, "What about mine?"

Shen Yichen was stunned. Hu Mian raised his eyes and said calmly, "I am also a Yuanying cultivator. Can I use my eyes?"

"Senior sister," Shen Yichen frowned slightly, "You met him by chance..."

“That’s what works.”

Hu Mian nodded and said without hesitation: "Then give him one eye, one for me and one for him." Hu Mian laughed, "That will be fair."

Listening to Hu Mian's words, Hua Xiangwan stood at the door and finally understood what was going on with Hu Mian's fake eye.

She wanted to speak, but she knew clearly that this was probably the past.

It cannot be changed and has no meaning.

Even if she changes in this fictitious fantasy of the scroll, what can she do?

At that time, Hu Mian was destined to be blind, to fall in love with Qin Xinsheng, and to separate from Qin Xinsheng.

Now that we are back, the key point is to find out who ordered Qin Xiansheng to do so and where he went.

She lowered her eyes and did not interrupt the conversation between the two.

Shen Yichen looked at Hu Mian with some disapproval in his eyes, but in the end, he only asked: "Senior Sister, are you sure?"

"I am sure."

"Then..." Shen Yichen hesitated, "I'll ask Ah Wan..."

“No need.”

Hu Mian interrupted her and said seriously, "This is my business, and there is no need for Ah Wan to decide. If Master Shen is willing to replace these eyes for me, that would be great. If Master Shen is not willing, I will do it myself."

Having said that, Shen Yichen knew Hu Mian was determined.

Hu Mian would certainly not be as good as him as a doctor if he did it himself. He thought for a moment and said, "Then let me prepare a little. I will replace Senior Sister's eyes tomorrow. Should we inform Qin Daojun about this first?"

"Need not."

Hu Mian smiled and said, "I know his personality. If I were to give him an eye in exchange, he wouldn't agree."

Hu Mian stood up and said, "It's settled then. I'll go see him."

Shen Yichen nodded, Hu Mian turned around and walked out of the room. Only Hua Xiangwan was left standing at the door in the room. Shen Yichen turned around and looked at her, sizing her up seriously.

Hua Xiangwan felt a little nervous when he looked at her.

She lowered her head and was about to say goodbye when she heard Shen Yichen say, "Senior Sister Wanqiu, my hand was injured just now. Can you please write a prescription for me?"

"oh."

He took the initiative to invite her, and Hua Xiangwan naturally would not refuse. She hurried forward, walked to the table, picked up the pen and said, "You tell me and I'll write."

As she said this, she felt a little worried and turned to look at Shen Yichen: "What's wrong with your hand?"

Just as she finished asking the question, she heard footsteps coming from the door. Shen Yichen and she looked up and saw Xie Changji standing at the door.

Xie Chang looked at them quietly. When he saw them looking at him, he turned his head indifferently and left without saying a word.

Shen Yichen stared at the door for a while before turning to look at Hua Xiangwan and asked tentatively, "Senior Sister Wanqiu, who is this..."

"Oh, he is..." Hua Xiangwan paused, and finally chose to say what he had always said, "My newly adopted brother is named Xie Changji. He is still young, so I hope you will forgive me if I have offended him."

"It's okay." Shen Yichen shook his head. "I'm straightforward, which makes me cute."

"Is your hand okay?"

Hua Xiangwan returned to the original question. Upon hearing this, Shen Yichen smiled. He shook his head and said, "It's okay. I just spent too much time acupuncturing Qin Daojun today. I'm a little tired."

He spoke in an intimate manner, as if the two of them were already familiar with each other. Upon hearing this, Hua Xiangwan paused slightly in his movement of holding the pen.

Shen Yichen is used to being sensitive. Did he notice that she was different?

However, before she could think about it, the other party had already started reading out the prescription, and Hua Xiangwan quickly wrote down the name of the medicine he read out.

Two hundred years later, her handwriting has long been different from what it was back then, but even if it is the same...

She thought about it and felt that it didn't matter.

What will happen?

None of them are the key characters in this story. Shen Yichen is going to Yunlai soon. As long as he leaves, everything will go on regardless of whether he recognizes him or not.

She put down her pen and handed the paper to Shen Yichen: "It's done."

Shen Yichen didn't say anything. He took the prescription and looked at it for a long time.

Hua Xiangwan stood up and said, "If everything is ok, I'll leave."

Hearing this, Shen Yichen raised his head and looked at her, as if he wanted to say something, but in the end he lowered his eyes and said, "Sister, take your time."

Hua Xiangwan nodded, put away her emotions, turned around and left.

It is enough to see them once in a fantasy. What is the point of dwelling too much on the deceased?

The right thing to do is to get the Demon Lord's blood order as soon as possible and let him open his eyes again.

Thinking of this, Hua Xiangwan felt much calmer.

She stood on the corridor for a while, waiting until she had completely calmed down before returning to her room.

The entire courtyard was left alone by Xie Chang, with only their group of people living there. At this moment, everyone was in their rooms, and the courtyard was unusually quiet.

She walked to her room, but no one was there and the lights were off. She glanced at Xie Changji's room next to her, where the lights were on, and thought that Xie Changji had already rested in the room.

He didn't even say hello just now, probably because he was angry. Now he is getting more and more irritable and clingy.

She didn't know whether Xie Changji had such a bad temper or if there was something wrong with her teaching.

Thinking about the situation of that taciturn man two hundred years later, she couldn't help but find it a little funny. She felt much more relaxed, retracted her gaze, and opened the door of her room.

However, just after he closed the door and took a few steps forward, a spell to immobilize him suddenly attacked from behind!

Hua Xiangwan turned around hastily, but the opponent moved faster. She didn't even have time to turn around before the spell hit her directly, freezing her in place and unable to move.

She subconsciously tried to break the spell, but as soon as her spiritual power moved, she heard Xie Changji's voice behind her: "This is a backlash spell, created with the essence of my heart and blood."

Hua Xiangwan was stunned and asked in surprise: "Xie Changji?"

"If Sister breaks through forcefully, Sister will be fine, but I will be seriously injured."

Xie Changji slowly walked behind her. She felt his warmth approaching her and pressing against her back, just like the warmth he had given her countless late nights before.

"What do you want to do?"

Hua Xiangwan's tone was extremely calm. Knowing that it was Xie Changji, she was not too worried. She just couldn't understand: "Why do you have to talk about it in this way?"

"I don't like your hairstyle today."

Xie Changji did not answer her question. He seemed to be casually talking about something irrelevant. He raised his hand behind her and took off her hairpin.

Her long black hair fell like a waterfall, and the hairpin she had carefully selected was thrown to the ground by the young man, making a clear sound.

"Sister, what are you wearing today?" he said, stretching out his hand and passing it around her waist from behind.

His movements were slow, and she could clearly feel his fingers touching the tingling sensation on her waist. He moved forward along the belt and stopped at the end of it. He placed his hand on it. Hua Xiangwan didn't know why, but she felt a surge of tension. Xie Changji seemed to be judging her, announcing her result: "I don't like it either."

As he spoke, he yanked hard at the belt and coat, causing the sound of clothes tearing. Hua Xiangwan's eyes widened suddenly, and he staggered and leaned forward.

He held her waist, pulled her back against himself, and then threw the torn aqua blue dress forward in front of her.

Hua Xiangwan looked at the long skirt scattered on the ground in the night, her heart beating inexplicably fast. She wanted to say something, but she didn't know why, and she couldn't say anything for a while.

She vaguely felt something rising in the night, like the moment she saw Xie Changji in her dream——

She didn't dare to look back. Xie Changji seemed to sense her mood. He made her stick close to him, pinched her chin, and forced her to look back at him.

"And today's makeup," he lowered his head slightly, and rubbed her red lips heavily with his fingers. The lipstick stretched all the way on her snow-white skin, and the color spread all the way on his fingertips. He stared at her with a little dark eyes and a little hoarse voice, "I really don't like it."

"Thank you, Changji," Hua Xiangwan tried to calm herself down, "Remove the spell that has been cast on me."

"Sister can solve it by herself. Except for the backlash curse, this immobilization spell is just a basic one. Sister is a spiritual cultivator, how can she not solve it?"

Xie Changji smiled, he moved closer to her, closed his eyes and rubbed her face with his, as if he knew everything, he whispered: "But sister can't bear to let you go."

"Thank you, Changji!"

Hua Xiangwan couldn't help but ask, "What are you crazy about?!"

"Who is he?"

Xie Changji turned her to face him, bent down and put his forehead against hers, staring at him: "Tell me."

"who?"

Hua Xiangwan frowned, not quite understanding what he meant. Xie Changji reminded her, "Shen Yichen."

"Don't you know?" Hua Xiangwan vaguely knew what he wanted to ask, but deliberately beat around the bush, "He is Shen Yichen."

"Besides that? What's your relationship with him? When did you meet him? Do you like him? Do you want to go with him? What were you doing in the room just now? What did he say to you? What did he ask you to write? Why did you dress up today? Why do you look at him so strangely? Why are you smiling at him? Why..."

"Thank you, Changji!"

Hua Xiangwan interrupted him and looked at him in shock: "What are you asking?"

"I'm asking you!"

Xie Changji hugged her tightly and said in a low voice: "Ask you if you like him?! Ask you if you want to abandon me?!"

This question confused Hua Xiangwan.

She had never seen Xie Changji like this before. No matter whether it was the three years in Yunlai or the reunion two hundred years later, he had never expressed his past emotions so directly.

She stared at him blankly and murmured, "Why... would you ask me such a question?"

"You taught me that."

Xie Changji listened to her words, closed his eyes in pain, and paused for a long time. He held her hand and placed her hand on his chest: "Tell me, if you have something to say, like, pain, resentment, doubt, discomfort... You taught me one sentence at a time, and I have been learning. You taught me to like, to be happy, to laugh, but sister," he looked down at her with a pale face and forced a smile, "you also taught me to feel distressed today."

"Why do you care so much about him?"

Hua Xiangwan listened to his words and couldn't understand.

Xie Changji looked into her eyes for a long time before he spoke: "I had a nightmare. I saw him in my dream. In the dream, we were not siblings. You liked me, but you were always with him. In the end, you said you wanted to go with him."

Upon hearing this, Hua Xiangwan realized that his memory was probably slowly recovering.

But even if I recover...

It's just a biased opinion about her death. Xie Changji, do you care so much about Shen Yichen?

She didn't understand and could only look at him blankly.

"I don't know why I had this dream, but sister," he looked at her puzzled eyes and begged her, "For my sake, can you stay away from him? You are with him, even if you just look at him for a little longer," he couldn't help but hold her hand tightly, "I feel so uncomfortable."

"Xie Changji..." Hua Xiangwan didn't understand, "Why do you have such an idea?"

Listening to Hua Xiangwan's words, Xie Changji's heart trembled slightly.

He knew his idea was outrageous.

He knew he wasn't supposed to do this, he wasn't qualified.

The only person in the world who has the right to question her relationship with other men is her husband, but he can never be her husband.

He had once been grateful for their blood connection, but now he hated this identity immensely.

He stared at her, not daring to speak. Hua Xiangwan was puzzled: "Xie Changji?"

"Xie Wanwan," he smiled bitterly, "It would be better if you were not my sister."

These words made Hua Xiangwan's heart skip a beat.

He raised his hand and gently touched her face: "This way, I can marry you and become your husband, and you don't have to ask this question anymore."

“Why would I think that?”

Xie Changji smiled bitterly: "Don't you understand yet?"

Hua Xiangwan frowned slightly.

Xie Changji raised his hand and placed it on her forehead, and said softly: "Because I like you."

Hua Xiangwan was stunned.

Xie Changji's hands were shaking a little, and he trembled: "It's not the love between a brother and a sister, it's not the love between liking a certain thing."

"I want to monopolize you, own you, stay with you forever, and let you have no one else in your life. I love you the way Xie Changji loves you."

As he spoke, he felt a little embarrassed for some reason.

During the past six months that he had been with her, he had repeated the word "like" over and over again.

He didn't know what he was like in the past, but he knew that he might never have said this word in his entire life.

But this word was so closely connected with his life that the moment he opened his mouth, he felt something lost surging up.

Seeing that she didn't respond, he was afraid that she didn't understand, so he asked again.

"Do you understand, Xie Wanwan?"