In Zhao Ji's sight, the eye pattern on the ceiling began to change, gradually turning into strange symbols and textures, emitting a faint light, as if telling some profound message.

An ancient and mysterious magical power began to emanate from these symbols, extending downward through the ceiling, forming a powerful energy field that enveloped Zhao Ji.

Zhao Ji felt his body being slowly lifted up by this force, leaving the ground, as if suspended in mid-air. His heart was filled with fear, but also with an indescribable wonderful feeling.

The Destiny Pearl flashed a warm light on Zhao Ji's chest, as if resisting this mysterious power. But Zhao Ji felt his consciousness being gradually devoured, and his mind began to become confused, as if it had some kind of resonance with the world.

In this chaotic state, Zhao Ji saw a series of strange pictures. It was a world he had never seen before, an ancient and mysterious city, strange creatures, mysterious objects containing huge energy... These pictures were spinning in front of his eyes like a whirlpool, making it impossible for him to distinguish between reality and dreams.

However, in this chaos, Zhao Ji suddenly saw a bright light. It was an ancient prophecy that mentioned him, his mission and challenge.

This prophecy made Zhao Ji wake up instantly. He struggled hard, trying to get rid of the power that controlled him. He tightly grasped the Pearl of Destiny, and used all his strength to break free from the restraint of that power bit by bit.

When he returned to the ground, he felt full of strength. He understood his mission and his fear. What he needed to overcome was not only the unknown of the world, but also his own heart.

Zhao Ji raised his head and looked at the mysterious pairs of eyes on the ceiling. He took a deep breath and then firmly stated his decision: "I accept this challenge." As he said this, the whole room instantly became quiet and the eye patterns slowly returned to their original appearance.

At this moment, Zhao Ji's heart skipped a beat. He turned around suddenly and found that the mysterious man behind him had been staring at him.

"I know you have been practicing Xiantian Kung Fu and know all your secrets. The reason I brought you here is just to hope that you can wake up smoothly from this challenge..."

The mysterious man was like a riddler, leaving behind this sentence and gradually disappearing into the air.

The next moment, Zhao Ji found that the world had changed and he seemed to be in a completely new environment.

Looking closely, I saw that many ministers were present in the court.

"Your Majesty, the beauty sent from the Western Regions has been placed in the harem. You can go and see her when you have time..."

Then Zhao Ji saw General Tian looking at him with an extremely obscene smile and said these words.

Zhao Ji was a little surprised, and tried his best to recall why he felt that General Tian's image did not fit him.

But he found that he could not remember any memory of the past. A strong sense of disharmony lingered in his heart, but Zhao Ji could not remember anything, so he walked into the crowd, walked through the crowd and sat down on the dragon throne.

"Then bring the person up for me to see!" Even before Zhao Ji understood the situation clearly, he said these words unconsciously.

"Let me see how pretty these beauties from the Western Region are. If they are pretty, I will take them all into my harem!"

Zhao Ji felt that this was not something he would say, but his mouth seemed to be out of control.

Zhao Ji was restless in this mysterious court. He tried to recall more things, but his mind was blank. He felt that he was controlled by an invisible force and did something he didn't want to do.

At this time, a minister stepped forward and said respectfully: "Your Majesty, the beauty sent from the Western Regions has been brought up, please take a look."

Zhao Ji nodded, and then saw a veiled woman being brought out. She had a graceful figure and deep eyes, revealing an exotic style. However, when she lifted the veil, Zhao Ji was stunned.

The woman's face was exactly the same as Yueying's!

An inexplicable emotion surged in Zhao Ji's heart. He looked at the woman and suddenly felt as if he was losing something important.

"You... who are you?" Zhao Ji asked stutteringly.

The woman glanced at Zhao Ji, then smiled and said, "Your Majesty, have you forgotten? I am your wife, Yueying."

Some images suddenly flashed through Zhao Ji's mind. He saw his life with that woman in the palace, and saw how they cared for each other and spent many wonderful times together.

"Yueying..." Zhao Ji muttered to himself, his heart was full of confusion, "How could I forget you?"

The woman walked forward and gently held Zhao Ji's hands. "I don't know why you forgot me, but I believe that the feelings between us will not be erased by time."

Zhao Ji felt a warm current surge in his heart, he looked at the moon shadow, his eyes filled with complex emotions. He tried to recall more things, but those memories were like bubbles, bursting at the touch.

"I...what should I do?" Zhao Ji asked, his voice full of helplessness.

Yueying patted Zhao Ji's hands gently, "We can start over and regain our memories. I believe that as long as we truly love each other, all difficulties and challenges will be solved."

Zhao Ji looked at Yueying with determination in his eyes. He knew he had to regain his memory. Only in this way could he truly understand his identity and mission.

So Zhao Ji began to search for lost memories with Yueying. They walked all over the imperial city, looking for every place that might trigger memories.

In this process, Zhao Ji got to know the city he once knew well and himself again. He saw his courage and determination, but also his weakness and confusion.

Yueying was always by his side, giving him support and encouragement. Her smile and warmth comforted and strengthened Zhao Ji.

Gradually, Zhao Ji seemed to be completely immersed in the land of gentleness. Although he was apparently looking for memories, he was actually having fun with Yueying in different places every day.

Yueying also indulged Zhao Ji. Zhao Ji even began to build various palaces for Yueying, and provided her with the same food and the most luxurious clothes.

When Zhao Ji went out for a walk in the suburbs one day, he suddenly saw that there seemed to be many pale and thin refugees under the wall of the imperial city.

At that moment, it was like a shooting star passed through Zhao Ji's heart, but soon Zhao Ji was no longer sure what the feeling just now was.

Yueying at the side also smiled and urged Zhao Ji to go faster: "If your Majesty leaves any later, the flowers in the peach forest will wilt. We have prepared the best wine and food today. You must not miss this beautiful scenery and delicious food!"